At this time, Han Zhiyan was still wondering about Rong Fei'er's unreadable look just now. She didn't react for a moment and was still worried, unable to hear Shangguan Chen's words at all.
So Shangguan Chen stroked the back of Han Zhiyan's head, slowly bent his neck, and softly called out "Yanyan, what are you doing?"
Feeling Shangguan Chen's breath, Han Zhiyan suddenly came back to her senses, squeezed out a smile, raised her head and said, "Uh! It's nothing, I'm just tired."
"Are you really okay? You look ugly. If you have anything to say to me, don't keep it in your heart. It's not good for your health." Shangguan Chen asked tentatively again.
"I'm really fine. Let's go back to the room and you haven't had dinner yet!" Han Zhiyan said with concern.
Saying that, Han Zhiyan pulled Shangguan Chen and was about to walk out of the room, but Shangguan Chen pulled her back, and Han Zhiyan threw herself into his arms.
Feeling Shangguan Chen's breath, Han Zhiyan hugged his waist with peace of mind, raised her head and looked at Shangguan Chen and said weakly, "Chen, what's wrong?"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you just now, but I was too angry, and you shouldn't have wronged yourself like that." Shangguan Chen reproached with doting in his tone.
"I'm not aggrieved at all. I know you're seeking justice for me, but I don't want to make the house noisy all day long and let it pass." After hearing Shangguan Chen's words, Han Zhiyan didn't care no matter how many grievances she had.
Because the feeling of being cared about by him really made her feel happier than ever before.
Shangguan Chen's warm hands gently caressed Han Zhiyan's face, and for the first time in Shangguan Chen's eyes, Han Zhiyan saw her figure in her eyes, a tender look like water.
"But I care. I don't want you to live in Shangguan's house in such a wronged way. You are my wife, and you should be a respected young mistress." Shangguan Chen looked at Han Zhiyan with distress and said.
"Shangguanchen, if you continue to be so kind to me, what if I become more and more willful because of your pampering?" Han Zhiyan said with tears of emotion in her eyes.
"You have been spoiled by me for a long time, and you are becoming more and more willful." Shangguan Chen chuckled, pinching Han Zhiyan's nose and said.
"So you did it on purpose." Han Zhiyan pouted and said angrily.
Shangguan Chen lowered his head and looked at Han Zhiyan, who was having a bad temper, and coaxed her softly, "Okay, please don't get angry with me over trivial things in the future, okay?"
"Okay, I'm not willful." Han Zhiyan said disapprovingly, nestled against Shangguan Chen's chest with peace of mind, and hugged him tightly.
Shangguan Chen heard Han Zhiyan's words and smiled bitterly. His little wife never gave up and seemed to be unwilling to emphasize that she was not willful.
At this moment, in the deserted dark night outside, accompanied by the misty breeze and the misty curtain from time to time, the bright moonlight shone on the two of them, making them even more warm and happy, because they both had each other in their hearts and were inseparable...
Rong Fei'er returned to the room, unwilling to be humiliated and interrogated completely in front of Han Zhiyan's eyes. She pushed everything on the table to the ground like crazy, as if she was venting the ultimate anger in her heart, and the corners of her mouth showed
With a sneer, he gritted his teeth and said, "Han Zhiyan, just wait and see, you won't be sick for a long time. I want you to feel the pain yourself."
After a while, Rong Feier's cell phone rang, and the rapid ringtone awakened her anger. Looking at the caller ID on the phone, her expression changed and she hurriedly answered the call.