Late at night, Song Feixue heard the doorbell ringing and came over to open the door.
Seeing Nie Zheng standing outside the door, she was stunned for a moment, and a surprise swept over her. She stretched out her hand and pulled Nie Zheng inside.
"Azheng, why are you here?"
Song Feixue was a little excited, "No, no, I'm very happy that you can come. I'm really happy."
Nie Zheng stared at her and said nothing for a long time.
Song Feixue was slightly startled and stroked her hair, "What's wrong? I...is there something wrong with me?"
She felt a little embarrassed when she thought that she had already taken off her makeup.
"Am I getting old?"
Song Feixue and Nie Zheng are classmates. They are the same age. Nie Zheng is 29, and Song Feixue is naturally the same. For a man, it is the right age. However, for a woman, 29 is already an embarrassing age.
Song Feixue thought of Feng Xiaoxiao. Isn't she younger than herself?
Song Feixue stroked the corners of her eyes, "I, I don't look good..."
Nie Zheng frowned, this was not his concern at all.
"Feixue, don't do those things."
"Huh?" Song Feixue was looking at herself and feeling sorry for herself. When she heard such words, she was suddenly startled, "What's the matter?"
"photo."
Nie Zheng simply spit out two words.
Song Feixue's eyes evaded, "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"No, you understand."
Nie Zheng did not allow her to quibble.
"There can only be two people who would send me photos like that, one is you and the other is Qi Junyan. Just check your network and it will be clear."
"I……"
Song Feixue had no excuse, she could only admit it.
"Yes, it's me! Azheng, who am I doing this for? Is it not for you? You don't love her, so just because you married her in the first place, do you have to bear the shackles of this marriage forever?"
Song Feixue gushed endlessly.
"I know that because of your parents' relationship, you think all wives are pitiful... But, have you seen it? Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't deserve your pity, and she doesn't need you to take responsibility! Without you, she would still have other things.
male……"
"Fei Xue!" Nie Zheng frowned and shouted, "Stop talking."
"Huh?" Song Feixue was stunned, "What?" Why not let her say it? Did she say anything wrong?
Nie Zheng shook his head very slowly.
"How could you think that I just pity her?"
"..." Song Feixue was even more shocked, what do you mean?
Why.
Nie Zheng sighed softly, "Feixue, don't do this kind of thing again."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out. Song Feixue stood there blankly, not yet recovering from his words.
Nie Zheng stopped again, but did not look back.
I heard him say in a deep voice, "Feixue, it's not Xiaoxiao who's pitiful...it's you."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out, never looking back.
Click, the door is closed. Song Feixue wakes up suddenly, is she pitiful? Is Nie Zheng crazy? What nonsense are you talking about!
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When we returned to Jinyuan, Feng Xiaoxiao was naturally not there.
Today, Nie Zheng couldn't calm down even for the reading he did every day. All he could think of was Feng Xiaoxiao crying with red eyes and full of grievances.
"Tsk."
Nie Zheng frowned and raised his forehead. Is he a man? How could he do that to his wife?
Really irritable, Nie Zheng wanted to find a cigarette to smoke.
Opening the drawer casually, he remembered that there seemed to be cigarettes in the drawer. However, when he opened the drawer, he saw a long gift box.
Huh? What is this?
Nie Zheng picked it up and opened it. Inside, there was a pen and a chapter of cards.
"Happy birthday, Azheng. Thank you for coming into this world 29 years ago. Thank you for taking me home and marrying me four years ago."
"This is a pen I made with my own hands. You already have everything, so I thought of making you a gift with my own hands. If it's not well made, if you don't like it, just throw it away."
Sign it, Xiaoxiao.
Suddenly, Nie Zheng stood up and covered his eyes with his palms.
Damn it! He doesn’t know, nothing!
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After that day, Feng Xiaoxiao hid in Weng Qiange's place like a turtle. Weng Qiange's home was her turtle shell.
Early in the morning, Weng Qiange and Feng Xiaoxiao sat together to have breakfast.
Feng Xiaoxiao's cell phone rang. She picked it up and looked at it. It was a message from Nie Zheng.
——I had breakfast and went out. What Chef Jinyuan cooked was not as delicious as Mrs. Nie’s.
"whispering sound."
Feng Xiaoxiao curled her lips, didn't reply, and put it down again.
Nonsense! Jinyuan chefs are all chefs with chef qualifications, how could they not cook as delicious as hers?
That's what Nie Zheng is like, he is clearly about to divorce her, but he still tries to provoke her.
"Ouch."
Across from him, Weng Qiange suddenly covered his cheeks.
"What's wrong?" Feng Xiaoxiao was startled, "Did you bite a stone?"
"No, it's sour..." Weng Qiange suppressed a laugh, "This early in the morning, someone insisted on feeding me lemons, which made me so sour."
"I hate you. I annoy you the most." Feng Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes at her.
"That's almost it." Weng Qiange advised her, "Isn't it because Nie Zheng is like that because he is jealous? Being jealous means that he cares about you."
"Oh." Feng Xiaoxiao still had no energy and answered very carelessly.
"You." Weng Qiange raised his hand and knocked her on the head, "Did you agree to fight for the fishes?"
"Why……"
Feng Xiaoxiao sighed, she had a heart, but having a heart doesn't mean she has the strength.
The cell phone rang suddenly, startling Feng Xiaoxiao. "Ahem..."
"Tsk, tsk." Weng Qiange didn't know why, "The call came, do I want to pick you up and take you home?"
"no!"
Feng Xiaoxiao stood up nervously holding her phone, "It's my mother-in-law, Ye Wanrong, Nie Zheng's mother!"
Speaking of Ye Wanrong, Feng Xiaoxiao's expression changed. She was really afraid of her mother-in-law!
"Will you take it?" Weng Qiange naturally knew and became nervous.
"nonsense."
Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and answered the phone.
"mom……"
"Yo."
Ye Wanrong's tone was neither yin nor yang, "Mrs. Nie answered the phone very quickly. Could it be that she saw that it was me and thought she might as well not answer the phone?"
"No." Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly smiled, "Haha, Mom, what did you say? I was in the bathroom just now, so I answered the phone slowly. It's my fault."
"snort."
Ye Wanrong hummed from her nose.
"Now, come over to my place."
"Now?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised.
"Yes." Ye Wanrong was unhappy, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"No." Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly denied, but then asked, "Then...Mom, will Nie Zheng come over too?"
"Why ask him?"
Ye Wanrong smacked her lips, "I asked you to come over. What does it have to do with Ah Zheng? At this time, Ah Zheng doesn't have to do anything! Just come."
"Oh, alright."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly and hung up the phone. He pulled Weng Qiange with a look of fear on his face, "My mother-in-law asked me to come over!"
"Are you going then?" Weng Qiange didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What a terrible mother-in-law is this? Xiaoxiao was frightened by this.
"Go." Feng Xiaoxiao said with a bitter face, "Otherwise, she might not know how to talk about me in front of Nie Zheng. Oops, huh... I really don't want to go. What on earth is she looking for me for? Is she asking me if I'm pregnant?
?"
"Ha ha."
Weng Qiange burst out laughing, "Just in time, you tell her that not only is she pregnant, but the child was born early, and she is a twin! Let your mother-in-law be very happy!"
"nonsense!"
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed and scolded, then asked, "By the way, when will the DNA results come out?"
"It's almost time. It'll take another two days."
"I'm going to change clothes!"
Feng Xiaoxiao hurried back to her room, muttering, "If I'm late, she can take a feather duster and make me kneel on the washboard!"
My mother-in-law is really cool, so rich and scary.