Chapter 67: The Beginning of a New Life, Get Out! 3
She sat on the high chair and turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only the dim and ambiguous little lamp on the stage flickering alone in the dark night.
She had to admit that Feng Xianrong was quite to her liking in some aspects.
She took a sip of the refreshing martini and let the sweet and refreshing liquid slide down her throat. Cen Yunong thought of Feng Xianrong's scenes while being slightly tipsy.
She remembered that it was a lightly rainy night, and she came out of the back door of Gu's house with her young son in her arms. Lin Shiyin and Gu Han insisted on helping her get settled, but she smiled coldly and declined their "good intentions."
It's really ironic.
She was not allowed to stay at Gu's house for one more day. She had just given birth to her baby for four days, and she was about to be kicked out of the house with her baby after only four days.
Cen Yunong held her infant son in her arms and stood silently in the thin rain, letting the cold rain wet her hair and her heart.
The baby in her arms exuded a faint baby fragrance and slept peacefully in her warm arms, as if he had never known that there was any misery in this world.
In fact, if you count carefully, he can really be regarded as a child with a rough life experience. Just a few days after he was born, he became a child of a single-parent family without a father.
Haha, I wonder where the child's father is now? I wonder if he still remembers that there is a person like her in the world? I don't know if he knows that he already has two sons.
It’s really funny when you think about it. A woman is really funny. She always remembers those who rub salt in her heart, but forgets those who treat her well. In psychology, this is called “masochism”.
Tendency. Cen Yunong knew this truth very well, but he was helpless.
She thought that she really should have fallen in love with Gu Shaoqin. She fell in love with this cold, rude, cruel and ruthless man.
Just as she was standing on the side of the road with her child in her arms, a fiery red Ferrari drove quickly in front of her. Although it turned extremely beautifully, the wheels still stirred up a pool of water on the ground, and the water splashed with mud, all over.
It splashed onto Cen Yunong's trouser legs.
"Hey!" Cen Yu came out with a strong anger, frowning and scolding, "Do you have eyes? You don't even look at people when driving, get off here!"
After a few words of scolding, a figure she was very familiar with stepped out of the Ferrari - long hair shawl, a faint smile on the lips, an alluring smile. If it wasn't Feng Xianrong, who could it be?
Cen Yunong frowned: "Feng Xianrong?"
This guy has not been seen since the last time he rudely snatched his kiss. Almost a year has passed, and Cen Yunong has almost forgotten this person. Where did he come from?
?
Feng Xiangrong smiled slightly and walked slowly towards Cen Yunong. There seemed to be a deep undercurrent hidden under his long eyelashes. However, the undercurrent was well concealed in front of Cen Yunong and was almost invisible.
"What's wrong? You haven't seen me for so long. Are you so excited that you can't speak?" There was an imperceptible concern hidden in the teasing tone. Unfortunately, Cen Yunong couldn't notice it at all, because she was at her most critical moment right now.
When he was in a panic, and he had just been kicked out, he had nowhere to express his anger, so of course it was all directed at Feng Xianrong!
"I miss you? Haha!" Cen Yunong sneered, approached him, and looked at him coldly, "Why should I miss you? What is there worth thinking about you?"
Feng Xiangrong chuckled, raised his thick eyebrows, and gently hugged Cen Yunong's thin shoulders: "It's cold outside, go to the car first. When you get to a warm place, it's not too late for you to scold me again."
Cen Yu took a deep breath and wanted to continue scolding Feng Xianrong, but for some reason, his nose suddenly became sore. He could no longer say the curse words, but tears rushed to his eyes.
When Feng Xianrong saw her tears, he felt suffocated in his heart, as if thousands of troops were galloping past. But when they fell on his face, they were still light.
He probably hasn't seen her for more than nine months. God knows he misses her as much as anyone else!
He actually felt a little angry as to why he hadn't seen her for so long.
He had developed a strong liking for Cen Yunong inexplicably before, which made him doubt whether he really fell in love with this stubborn little woman.
Or is it just a temporary confusion?
So he escaped. It happened that the family's overseas business needed someone to expand, so he volunteered and fled abroad in a "hurried" manner.
until now.
The day he came back, he saw the news about Cen Yunong on the TV program at the airport.
The news that Gu's wife-in-law gave birth to a son was naturally a headline news that the media was unwilling to let go of.
He stood in the airport, watching the beautiful figure flashing by on the TV, and felt that the little woman was becoming more and more unhappy. The melancholy between her eyebrows became more and more intense.
At that moment, his heart, which had been frozen, began to beat uncontrollably again!
But this time, he decided to follow his heart, even if he had to pay a heavy price for it, he would not hesitate!
So, he drove the car and arrived at Gu's house without any delay, but he happened to see her staggering out of the back door with a child in her arms.
She didn't need to say anything more, the tears she held back in her eyes said everything. And he understood her situation in an instant.
On such a rainy day, she held her child alone and quietly came out from the back door. If something extremely embarrassing had not happened, she would not have done this.
So now, he drove the car, adjusted the heating in the car to the most suitable temperature, drove slowly, took Cen Yunong, mother and son, and drove towards his residence on the outskirts of the city.
The rain slowly became heavier, and the raindrops splashed on the Ferrari with a crisp sound. In such a soothing environment, Cen Yunong couldn't help but relax his tense nerves, leaned on the comfortable back seat, and sank in
Dreamland.
After a sweet dream, she woke up from the patter of rain and saw that she was lying on a comfortable big bed, and her little son was lying next to her, sleeping soundly.
There was a vaguely sweet scent in the air. She stretched out, slowly got up from the bed, followed the scent and found her way downstairs, where she saw Feng Xianrong standing in an apron.
What is cooking on the stove?
Viewed from the side, his face is perfect, like a marble sculpture, shining with a light called a "good man" under the soft ivory white light.
Cen Yunong suddenly felt warm in his heart. At this moment, he was leaning on the handrail of the stairs, watching him, cooking quietly. He didn't have to think about family fights or bastards like Gu Shaoqin. Such a wonderful life.
Extremely.
It's just that such a harmonious and beautiful atmosphere didn't last long before it was shattered by Feng Xianrong.
"****!" An uncivilized word came out of Feng Xianrong's mouth, shocking Cen Yunong.
"What's wrong?" She frowned and walked down the stairs.
"Why is this egg always against me! No matter how you fry it, it can't be fried well!" Feng Xianrong stared at the eggs in the pan with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to make a hole in the pan.
Cen Yunong stretched out his head to look at the situation in the pot and almost laughed: all the eggs in the pot were sticky together, with some eggshells mixed in occasionally.
She smiled and reached out to take the spatula from Feng Xianrong's hand: "I thought you could cook. The apron you wore looked quite decent, but I didn't expect you were a kitchen idiot! What do you want to do?
You made such a mess and ruined the good eggs, you!"
Feng Xiangrong smiled softly and listened to her nagging without getting angry. He just stood aside and smiled lightly: "I originally wanted to show off my skills, but in the end I was still timid. Hey, if I had known better, I should have practiced more."
Cen Yunong smiled, took out a few eggs from the refrigerator, beat them in a bowl, then skillfully heated the oil, sprinkled the chopped green onions in, then poured the egg liquid in calmly, and skillfully stir-fried the eggs.
In a short while, a plate of deliciously fragrant green onions and eggs was ready. Feng Xianrong's stomach growled unsatisfactorily, making Cen Yu burst into laughter.
"Get your chopsticks and come eat together!" She smiled softly and came to the dining table with the plate.
Unexpectedly, when she came to the dining table, she discovered that Feng Xiangrong had quietly arranged everything.
On the white tablecloth, there is a row of red candles. On the silver tableware, there is a bouquet of white and fragrant lilies. In the center of the dining table, a rich and beautiful meal has already been served.
Waiting for her!
"This, this, what is this?" Cen Yunong was obviously stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react.
No one had ever spoken to her like this before, so for a moment, she was stunned.
A smile secretly appeared on Feng Xianrong's face: "Candlelight dinner, haven't you ever had it?"
Cen Yunong coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe, so as not to appear like a country bumpkin who had never seen much of the world: "Of course I have eaten it, how could I not have eaten it? Isn't it..."
As she spoke, she walked to the chair pretending to be calm and opened the silver lid covering the main dish. She was just about to try to show off that she had never eaten anything, but the aroma that hit her nostrils completely captured her attention.
"What is this? It smells so good!"
Feng Xianrong looked at the intoxicated expression on her face with some pride, and curled his lips: "Didn't you say that you have eaten it many times? What's wrong, you can't even taste this?"
Cen Yunong glared at him: "You know what you're asking! Have I ever had a candlelight dinner? Children from poor families have never seen much of the world."
Feng Xiangrong smiled, sat down on the chair, and stretched out his hands: "Then please sit down. Today I will fulfill your wish."
Cen Yunong then sat down and looked expectantly at the big dish in the center of the plate: "What on earth is this?"