"No, we met later. Feng Hao beat Gu Weijun, and Gu Qianyu couldn't cry..." Xia Yucheng paused here, obviously not wanting to continue the topic last night, because what happened next made
She finally saw what it was like to be an angry dragon whose scales had been touched.
"Gu Weijun was beaten?" Jian Yuwei laughed loudly after hearing this, as if she had heard something very satisfying, "Did he also have this day?"
After saying that, she got up and went to the coffee table, bent over and looked at the newspapers placed on it, reading them one by one.
President Gu was slapped, that was definitely big news!
"Stop looking, there won't be any news. How could Gu Weijun let the newspaper publish these things? It's too late for him to cover up such shameless things!" Xia Yucheng sat up and put the ice pack next to him.
on the small table.
The colorful and bright flowers in the flower room made her feel a lot better.
"That's true..." Jian Yuwei snorted in her nose and complained unhappily, "Yin Man deserves it too, and Gu Weijun deserves it even more. It seems that Feng Hao... is really not easy to mess with! He even helps you vent your anger.
So domineering."
"Mom, accept this for me! He and I will be together anyway..."
"If he marries a wife in the future, will you still be with him?"
Xia Yucheng's eyelashes trembled slightly and she closed her eyes gently: "As long as he wants to..."
After saying that, she sighed in her heart, as long as he wants, as long as... I can!
The man said such things to her, and indeed did so, so what reason did she have to refuse his request?
"Do you want your child to be an illegitimate child? Do you want another woman to be the child's mother? How many days a week do you want to be separated from his wife? Do you want one, three, five, or two, four, six?" Jian Yuwei said about this, still
With a look that she couldn't accept, she sat down and took a sip of chrysanthemum tea, with a complicated expression flashing in her eyes.
Xia Yucheng stopped talking and was upset by what she said.
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During dinner, Xia Yucheng, who had not cooked for a long time, went to work in person and was busy in the spacious and clean kitchen.
Here, she made dinner twice, but Fenghao didn't eat it both times. Today, she still didn't ask him if he would come back for dinner. Anyway, she felt that she wanted to make it, rather than specially making it for him.
At half past six, Feng Hao came back. After hearing from Lily that Xia Yucheng was in the kitchen, he ran straight to the kitchen without even going upstairs to change.
In the kitchen, Xia Yucheng was stir-frying water spinach in front of the stove.
When the servant on the side saw Feng Hao coming in, he was about to say something when Feng Hao stopped him. He waved his hand for her to go out. Then he walked gently behind her and gently put his arms around her slender waist.
.
"Ah..." Xia Yucheng was startled. The spatula fell from his hand and hit Feng Hao on the instep. He frowned.
"I'm just hugging you, why did you react so big?" Feng Hao smiled and bent down, picking up the spatula on the ground, "You weren't burned, were you?"
Xia Yucheng quickly turned off the fire, took the spatula from his hand and turned to wash it in the sink: "It's scary. Didn't it hit you?"
"No!"
"It must have hit him!" Xia Yucheng looked down at his trousers, which showed faint oil stains. "It's all your fault. If the spatula fell into the pot, you would be burned."