Feng Jin stood in front of her with her arms in her arms and looked at her coldly.

Huarong was angry when he saw that he didn't get into the oil and salt: "are you really going to give me domestic violence?"

"What kind of domestic violence does it mean to be separated

Huarong choked for a while, and didn't know what to say to refute him and glared at him.

Obviously, she is in a weak position, but she has a way to make her look strong. Fengjin stands on one side and says coldly to Huarong: "I won't let you marry another man."

Huarong sneered.

Feng Jin went to sit on the sofa, he looked at the face of flowers, the surface of the dark blue light and shadow, let him look a bit cold and cold.

"I know you won't forgive me." I don't expect you to forgive me now. But I think, take ten years, twenty years, thirty years, you will always give me another chance. I've been looking for you for three years. You know I'm looking for you, but you'd rather come to see Fu Tingyuan than see me. I know how much you hate me. I'm sorry for you. I don't expect you to forgive me, but anyway, I won't let you marry another man

"Fengjin, don't you think you are selfish Huarong looked up at him, "if you say you don't like me, you can spoil my sincerity. If you say you like it, you can't let me find another man. Who do you think you are? Everyone is waiting for you in the same place, right? You're right. I hate you more than I like. I don't like to be with you any more She threw the pillow at him. "Get out of here! Who wants to give you a chance! Did I say yes? You gave it to yourself

Feng Jin was hit right, he did not hide, picked up the pillow from the ground and put it on the sofa.

He sighed in a low voice, a bit helpless, the face of the flower looked at him like this, more and more angry. Sigh back to her, as if she is making trouble for no reason!

There was a knock at the door: "Mr. Feng."

It's a maid who takes care of the children.

Feng Jin stood up from the sofa and went to open the door: "what's the matter?"

"The young lady and the young master are all awake, crying for you." The maid saw the face of flowers sitting on the bed. She didn't know her and was stunned for a moment. The bedrooms and beds are messy and the air is ambiguous. Everyone knows what happened.

She took back her sight and thought that Feng Jin could not help looking for a woman?

The Phoenix brocade looked behind the Huarong for a while, then just said: "you go to hold the Phoenix Sheng and the Phoenix song."

"Good."

The maid went to carry the baby, and Feng Jin turned and walked back to the room. He turned on the light and looked at the apparently nervous face of the flower sitting on the bed.

"What?" He stepped forward, squinting at her, "very afraid to see the child?"

"What am I afraid of?" Having said that, Huarong looks like an enemy.

Feng Jin squinted at her for a while and went over to pour himself a glass of water.

"Since I was a child, I left my two children to raise, and now I have to marry without telling me. Do you feel guilty?"

“……”

"You and Yan Chuxi are good friends." Feng Jin took a sip of water, and her tone became colder and colder. "I don't even want my own children. One wants to get married, and one doesn't come to have a look. If I didn't know whose child you were pregnant with, I would have thought that you gave birth to me