Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye

Yan Yan looked at him dumbly, and Fei Shan was happy.

"Surprised speechless?"

"No, it's scary to speak." Yan Yan glanced at him, "Are you too busy?"

Fei Shan shook his head: "Is it so incredible that I like you?"

Yan Yan glanced at him and looked down for food.

"I mean it." Fei Shan's voice became serious, "Can you give me a chance?"

"We are not suitable." Yan Yan said, "I am a widow, and my son. You are a red film emperor, and the stars are boundless, and you will meet better in the future."

Fei Shan smiled and asked her, "What's better?"

"Speaking from the face, there should be no more." Yan Yan analyzed him seriously. "But it's much better than his family. Don't you all pay attention to it?"

"Our family is not particular about it." Fei Shan raised an eyebrow. "Just look at my brother and sister-in-law."

Yan Yan shook her head: "We are not suitable anyway."

"Who is right? Lang Ruoxian ..."

Yan Yan froze, and Fishan quickly said, "It wasn't what my sister-in-law said. It was the last time I saw it. He looked at you so clearly, and I was not blind."

"We're okay," Yan said, even if there were before, there will be no more.

Fei shirt clipped a piece of fish to her: "Does he think so? I don't think he will give up because of foreign affairs before?"

"Sooner or later." Yan Yan put down her chopsticks. "If you want to say this today, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"Don't hurry to reject me." Fei shirt smiled: "Look, what can you do if Lang Ruoxian is still entangled? You are in Lang's house, you cannot leave without leaving, you can only bump into him . "

Yan Yan thought of Lang Ruoxian's temperament and did not speak.

"It's different with me." The Fei family is fully capable of competing with Lang's, and I'm not afraid of Lang Ruoxian. So, I am your best choice.

This sentence was not spoken in my heart, it was Fei shirt temporarily changed his mind. He felt that if he said this, there would be no chance at all.

"I know what you mean, but I don't need it." Sure enough Yan Yan shook the corners of his mouth. "Do I want to confront the Lang family with the Lang family, bring over the rolling custody, and take him away?"

"I don't look down on myself by doing this." Yan Yan lowered her head. "Don't say it, we are not suitable."

Although Lang Hongyue threatened her at first, others were very good to her and billowing. There may be disputes in the future, but not now.

"OK!" Fei shirt raised both hands, "At least you don't stop me from pursuing you and give me a fair chance."

After having a stomachache for a meal, Yan Yan glanced at Fei Ying after receiving a rolling bill: "You already knew, didn't you?"

"No no no, it's a bit earlier than you!" Fei Ying put out her little thumb, "How? You rejected my brother?"

Yan Yan ignored her, and Fei Ying asked for mercy: "In fact, my brother is really good, isn't he better than Lang Ruoxian? Although he doesn't have a company, he doesn't lack money. Besides, Fiji still has half his shares!"

"Roll us home." Yan Yan picked up his son, turned his head to write Sakura, "The next time you do this, you will be punished to go to work at the Foundation every day."

Fei Ying laughed and waved goodbye to her.

Yan Yan underestimated paparazzi's ability, and she made headlines again the next day ...

"Fei shirt and Yan Yan eat intimately, it seems that good things are near?" She sneered and called Fei shirt, "What are you going to do?"

Fei shirt carefully asked: "Do you suspect that I intentionally exposed them?"

"No." Yan Yan had no doubt at all. "You are not such a stupid person."

"Ha ha!" Fei shirt laughed, "Of course I am not, rest assured, I will solve it after I post a Weibo."

Yan Yan didn't know what Fei shirt was going to do, but intuitively he could do it. So I went to take a bath, and after washing it, I got a new headline.

# @ 斐 ​​衫, I'm going to have fun with Yan Yan and I ’ll have a good time, so let's do it! Never take you to dinner again.

This is Fei Ying's Weibo. Fei shirt was reposted almost at the same time.

Netizens feel a pity. It turned out to be girlfriends' dinner, and their family loved beans to eat rice. Many people shouted that Fei shirt and Yan Yan together. Some even said that if they had a child, what would they look like.

"Nalang is also very handsome, and the child that Yan Ye married to him is more beautiful." Someone said this suddenly. However, soon after being overwhelmed by other messages, Lang Ruoxian slammed the table with a punch, scaring his hands.

There was a circle of people in the conference room, everyone looked at each other, and then all looked at the scholar.

The scholar waved his hand, everyone quietly left with a look of gratitude, and soon it was empty.

"Master." The scholar had to remind him, "If Miss Yan really doesn't forgive you, then I'm afraid you have to get angry below, it's better to get used to it earlier."

Lang Ruoxian gave him a cold look: "What happened to me?"

"Out of control." The scholar held up his glasses. "You haven't lost control for many years."

Yeah ... after that, he learned how to control his emotions. But now ...

Lang Ruoxian rubbed his eyebrows, knowing that his state was wrong. He looked at the air for a long time and then said, "Give me the car keys, I'll go out."

Yan Xun tries not to go downstairs tonight, she is afraid to run into Lang Ruoxian. Especially today she made a headline with Fei shirt. She was a little worried, but she didn't expect the guy to come back at eleven o'clock.

"... Really!" Yan Yan laughed at herself, thinking she was fine.

Wouldn't it be nice if Lang Ruoxian didn't come back.

It doesn't know when it's raining outside. Yan Yan looked out the window. It was already November. Such heavy rain was rare. When she took a shower and was ready to go to bed, the rain was not light, but she was also blowing wind.

"Second Grandma!" The aunt knocked at the door.

Yan Zheng put on a piece of clothing and opened the door. When she saw her aunt worried, she said, "Just after the news issued a warning, maybe a typhoon is coming."

"Typhoon?" Yan Zheng turned her head to find the phone, and she saw a push.

"The Meteorological Bureau didn't detect it before, saying that a cloud suddenly came." The aunt was worried, "If it really comes, we're afraid we can't go out."

The villa area of ​​the Lang family is next to the sea. When the typhoon comes, let alone the road, the windows cannot go out.

"We usually prepare in advance, so suddenly today, there is no food at home." Auntie continued to worry. I usually eat fresh dishes at home, so I only buy them on the same day.

Yan Yan thought for a while and said, "It's okay, just have food and water. You go to bed first! Besides, typhoons don't necessarily come."

With that said on his mouth, Yan Yan wandered to the bed, listening to the howling wind outside and the raindrops hitting the window, and began to worry. She covered the quilt, closed her eyes, went to sleep first, and talked about tomorrow ...

"Master, we can't go back." The student hung up the phone, "the high speed is completely sealed."

Lang Ruoxian stood by the window, watching the rain outside. Baixian is a small county near G city, and it is in the other direction of the sea so it doesn't have that much influence.

"Take the first course." Lang Ruoxian picked up his coat.

The scholar stopped him: "Master, the typhoon has landed."

Yan Yan was awakened, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that she was rubbing her eyes. There was still a rumbling wind outside, and the rain beating against the window seemed to come in at any time.

"Mama ..." He rolled into her arms and pointed at the curtains, "It's raining!"

Yan Yan glanced at her phone. It was over seven. She dressed Billowy and opened the curtains. There was a cloud outside that could not distinguish between heaven and earth, and it was shrouded in rain.

He rolled his face against the window and froze with ice: "Mama?"

He had never seen such weather, and it was not sure whether it was raining.

"This is a typhoon." Yan Yan took out a book about the weather and turned to the page for the typhoon to show him, "It is a very strong wind, which can blow people and houses away."

Looking at the paintings in the album, I rolled into Yan Yan's arms: "Don't be blown away ... don't!"

"If we stay in the house, we won't be blown away." Yan Yan held his face and brushed his teeth.

Because of this sentence, Billow is not even close to the window today, so far away ...

"Second Grandma!" The two aunts downstairs had prepared breakfast, and they looked worriedly outside.

"For breakfast and side dishes, what can you do for lunch? You can't just eat white rice ..."

Yan Yan groaned his head: "There are so many things in the house, you can eat whatever you like. It doesn't matter. There are instant noodles, and pickled bacon.

From Yan Yan's point of view, this is nothing.

Instead, the two aunts mumbled and said, how can they eat instant noodles? In the end, Yan Yan did not persuade him, and complained that there would be so much food to eat.

Fortunately, there was no power outage and no water, and even the cell phone had a signal. Fei Ying and Fi shirt both called to inquire about the situation. Fei Ying also called and wanted to come over and was taken away by Fei Wing and suppressed.

"Ma Ma!" At noon, the billowing sitting on the carpet watching the cartoon suddenly screamed.

Yan Yan was walking around Taobao, looking up and startled. The parasol in the yard was not known when it was blown away, and it was messed up against the tree. Yan Ye remembered that the pier under the parasol was a large iron goblet, which could be blown away ...

"Don't blow and roll!" I patted my breasts, and I think that such a large umbrella can be blown away. His little flesh * must not blow into the sky. Shoot yourself and comfort, "I can't get out."

Yan Yan funnyly peeled an orange for him to eat: "Well, it won't blow away, there is a mother!"

Lunch was rice, Yan Yan had to admire the aunt at home, they found a pineapple and made fried rice with pineapple and bacon. Then fried the pickles over water, and the taste was not bad.

"The weather forecast said that the typhoon can leave tomorrow." After taking a nap and having a nap, Yan Yan and Fei Ying chat on WeChat.

Fei Ying: Lang Ruoxian is not at home?

Yan Yan: Not here

Fei Ying giggled: I asked for my brother.

She mentioned Lang Ruoxian, Yan Yan put down her men and looked at the chaos outside. Where did this guy go ...