It's so, so scary, those eyes seem to be able to see through and eat people.
When the waiter saw clearly the check with many zeros, he was so scared that he ran away immediately. He imitated Feng Yuchen's handwriting and quickly wrote a receipt, stamped it with the store's seal, and handed it to Feng Yuchen respectfully.
Said: "Sir, don't worry, I will handle it properly for you."
Feng Yuchen didn't want to receive the receipt at first, but to avoid talking, he reached out and pinched it casually in his hand.
,,,,,,
When we returned to the courtyard, the setting sun had completely disappeared, and the gorgeous rosy clouds in the western sky were quickly being swallowed up by the night.
In the black and gray sky with a hint of blue, a half-circle moon hangs, with only a faint shadow of the moon, which is not real.
Feng Yuchen glanced at it completely unconsciously. It was obviously there but it was so faint that it was not real at all.
Only when the rays of light recede will the moon become bright and clear.
But for some reason, Feng Yuchen always felt a little uneasy, and the shadow of the moon always lingered in his mind.
Stepping into the courtyard, he saw the main bedroom, the house where he and Mo Xuan had lived together for more than a month. They stayed there quietly, just like the quiet Mo Xuan, and Feng Yuchen felt warm in his heart.
This is what home feels like!
Feng Yuchen's parents divorced when he was very young. He lived with his father Feng Rongwei since he was a child. Although his father loved him, after all, men were not as careful as women. His mother, Li Jinfeng, doted on him.
He is painful and careful, but he is not a girl, and his mother's love is a bit too much.
It feels good to have someone waiting to go home.
This was completely different from the feeling of his father or mother waiting for him to come home. After all, his father had a new wife, and even his sister was already eighteen years old after remarrying. In that family, Feng Yuchen always felt that he was a bit dispensable.
His mother, Li Jinfeng, has always been single, but as she gets older, Feng Yuchen always feels that her mother is weird.
Mo Xuan is completely different, because he is the backbone of Feng Yuchen and Mo Xuan's family, and Feng Yuchen can't wait to have a warm-hearted wife waiting for him.
Little wife? Well, that’s a good title.
Feng Yuchen pushed open the door, walked through the living room and entered the bedroom. With every step he took, his heart became more urgent.
However, my little wife is a bit too young, and it seems that Mo Xuan’s eighteenth birthday is still more than four months away!
But what does it matter! What’s the point of waiting another four months?
A beautiful marriage, a lasting union, and unity...
With this in mind, Feng Yuchen walked into the bedroom. He was even looking forward to it, wanting to see how Mo Xuan would behave after knowing his decision.
Since childhood, due to his handsome appearance and outstanding achievements, he has always been the most dazzling one in the crowd and has been highly sought after, so he has never doubted his own charm.
There was no light on in the bedroom, but the sun had just set, so the room was not completely dark, and the things inside were clearly visible.
The first thing Feng Yuchen looked at was the big white bed, where there was so much sweetness between the two of them.
However, there was no one on the bed.
Feng Yuchen's heart skipped a beat, as if Mo Xuan had walked out of his life, but he quickly calmed down because when he entered the courtyard, the bodyguards did not report anything unusual.
"Xuanxuan..." he called softly, trying to find traces of Moxuan in the dark bedroom.