When it comes to relationships, Xiang Ting is experienced: "When we were young, everyone has done wrong things, been impulsive, and regretted it, but as long as it's not too late, it's not too late. If you get angry, you have to coax her. She makes trouble.
If you lose your temper, you have to give in to her. If she is unhappy, you have to make her happy. How can two people be together and neither of them admit defeat? As a man, you have to learn to accommodate."
"Yes, your Uncle Xiang and I have been together for so many years. When we were young, he did a lot of things that made me sad. At that time, we were all too young and didn't know how to cherish or how to deal with it.
Love always hurts each other. Rights, love, and family affection always make people lose their way and make it difficult to choose. When you are confused and don't know what to do, calm down your heart.
Ask your heart what you really want."
"She is the only one I want." Mu Hanfeng lowered his eyes slightly, with a trace of sadness and pain that could not be detected in his dark pupils.
Over the years, he has been immersed in the disappearance of Miao Ling, and his heart has already turned into a river of sadness. He regrets that it was too late to see his own heart clearly, and regrets that Miao Ling was reluctant to leave when she left.
He loves Miao Ling very much.
However, he has never thought about how to love someone.
He is an indifferent person. He always treats outsiders coldly, unsmilingly, and keeps others away thousands of miles away.
He has never experienced feelings, and he doesn't know how to love or treat the woman he loves.
There was a trance in his eyes, and Feng Ling left angrily. He knew it was his fault. He was too excited and shouldn't have treated her like that. But he never reflected on what was wrong with him? Did what he did make him feel guilty?
She was sad and sad.
"Love for someone should not be expressed in words, but must be proven with practical actions."
Mu Hanfeng just listened quietly and said nothing, but a strange light flashed deep in his eyes.
He had always felt that the way he got along with Feng Ling was nothing. Feng Ling had once been angry at his strength and dominance, as well as his self-righteousness.
Maybe there really is a problem between them.
Feng Chie ate quietly the whole time, saying nothing and not looking at anyone, but his ears could not help but listen to what they said.
What Mu Hanfeng wanted was the Ling'er in his mouth, not the Ling'er. There was a big difference.
Two different people cannot be confused.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile softly in her heart. She was really worrying too much. He didn't like her, so there was no need for her to worry or be uneasy about his things.
Mu Hanfeng raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Chime, and saw that her expression was as usual, just eating her meal quietly, her eyes slightly narrowed: "Sometimes, a woman's thoughts cannot be guessed by herself. Miss Feng, you are also a woman, I
My lover is about the same age as you, I don’t know what you think of this.”
Feng Ling put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled slightly: "I don't have a lover or anyone I like, so I don't know."
Indeed, when asked this question to her, she couldn't find an answer at all.
Mu Hanfeng just stared at her quietly for a few seconds before leaving, with a slight smile on her lips: "That's right, she doesn't know that I like her at all."
Mu Hanfeng and Feng Ling both appeared here at different times and places, so Xiang Ting and Xiang Ting did not connect them together.