Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye

Yan Yan sat opposite Lang Ruoxian, and the car drove out of Lang's house.

"Well, now you can say it." Yan Yan pouted and didn't look at him.

Lang Ruoxian found that Yan Yan paid special attention to the woman with mental problems. Although she didn't know what she wanted to do, she still told her what she found later.

"That man's lover is Tian Bocheng's sister."

Yan Yan's mouth opened into an O-shape, and she digested for a while before she said, "Is his divorced younger sister?"

"As far as I know, Tian Bocheng has only one younger sister." Lang Ruoxian looked at her. "He doesn't know about it yet."

"That man is in jail, is his sister okay? Didn't she say that she also abused her original wife?" When the person in the case had a relationship with someone he knew, Yan Yan was even more disgusted with those two.

Lang Ruoxian knew she was thinking again, and tucked into her arms a car playing next to her: "She left herself very clean, saying that everything was done by men."

"After all, they don't have a camera at home, and they can't prove that she was involved in the abuse." Lang Ruoxian saw her go rubbing her hands, and didn't continue this topic.

Afterwards Yan Yan didn't talk to him until he reached Fei's house.

"You didn't tell me he would come." When Yan Fei went upstairs to put her luggage up, Yan Yan said angrily, "You already knew?"

Fei Ying raised her hand and vowed: "I just learned that, just a few minutes before you arrived."

"That's because your husband already knew it." Yan Yan said indignantly. "He must have hidden you, he must not love you."

Fei Ying smiled and put the billowing on the floor in the bedroom, kissed him and said, "I love you billowing, isn't it billowing!"

"Yeah!" She shivered into Fei Ying's arms, and Xiaojiu on the side followed.

Fei Ying pointed to the closet: "Do you hang yourself?"

"Tomorrow is the thirtieth year, are you ready?" Yan Yan asked as she hung her clothes. "What else can I do for you?"

"Will you cook?" Fei Ying asked.

Yan Yan paused with her hands on her clothes, and glanced at her: "Will you?"

"No." Fei Ying shook his head in a straightforward manner. "But I'll do as long as it's related to flour."

Well ... Yan Yan lost, she would do nothing, only boil water.

"Rest assured, we invited the hotel chef." Fei Ying helped roll out a set of little dinosaur-style home clothes, and put them together with Xiao Jiuer in a rabbit home clothes, looking like two small animals from above.

"Come here, I'll take a picture of Weibo." Fei Ying greeted her, "You sit down and look down, so you can't take a face."

Fei Ying ’s Weibo is called Sue Su, her brother ’s little cherry blossom, and Yan Ye ca n’t talk to her. A few minutes later, Fei Ying ’s Weibo exploded.

In the photo, they both lowered their heads, with a little dinosaur and a pink bunny sitting in the middle. You can see the arms and hands of Xiaojiu's Bai Nennen, and two small buns can be seen at a glance.

"It shouldn't be!" Fei Ying felt that a photo of a woman and baby could not cause such a big sensation, and refreshed it, and found that it was reposted by someone's comment.

"It's Fei Shan." Fei Ying passed the phone to Yan Ye.

@ 斐 杉 @ 哥哥 家 的 小樱 花花 I also want to go back to Chinese New Year, and I also want to hold two cute buns. There were also two crying expressions behind.

"Where did he go?" Yan Yan felt Fei Shan's grievances across the phone screen.

"Overseas!" Fei Ying replied with a grimace, and left the phone aside. "He called yesterday to try to catch up with work as much as possible, hoping to catch the dumplings together."

Downstairs Fei Yi and Lang Ruoxian touched the wine glass.

"Straightened out," Fei Yi said.

Lang Ruoxian knew what he meant. It was the incident that Fei Shan had involved Yan Yan before. As for the draw, it was because Fei Yi told him that Yan Yan would come over here for Chinese New Year.

"Does she know you like her?" Fei Yi asked directly.

Lang Ruoxian glanced at him: "Who says I like her."

"I'm not blind." Fei Yi smiled. "When the explosion happened that day, your eyes couldn't fool me."

Lang Ruoxian's expression slowly cooled down, and Fei Yi poured himself a glass of vodka again: "Don't look at me like that. If it wasn't because of your kindness, I wouldn't care about it."

He raised his glass: "After all, your current relationship ... is the uncle and my sister-in-law."

"How did you turn your sister into a daughter-in-law?" Lang Ruoxian didn't want to talk to another person about him and Yan Yan.

But now that this guy can marry his nominal sister, I believe that he must have used some means.

"We got the marriage certificate before telling the old guys at home." Fei Yi didn't hide it, "but I'm different from you."

Fei Yi's father was suspended at the time, and the Fei family was completely under the control of Fei Yi.

"With power, you have the right to speak." Fei Yi's eyes looked at the unknown place. "If you don't recognize my marriage, get out of Fei's family."

Lang Ruoxian knew that there were many relatives of the Fei family, unlike the Lang family, who had only direct family members. The company of the Fei family also has a lot to do with it. Others work for him.

"Looks like you have a long way to go." Similarly, Fei Yi also knows about the Lang family. "When will you be in power and when will you get what you want."

Lang Ruoxian looked down at the transparent ice cubes in the glass, as if his mood was floating up and down. In addition to standing at the highest place, he also has a mission that must be completed.

and so……

"I don't need to get what I want," he whispered, like saying to himself, "Just stay with her ..."

When everyone was making dumplings the next night, Fischer hurried back.

"Finally caught up!" He stood in the living room with open arms, "Are you happy? Surprised?"

Fei Yi looked at him like a neurosis: "Go to the bath and change your clothes down. You are full of bacteria."

"Brother, is your eye a microscope?" Fei Shan rolled her eyes. "I'm flying and I'm not going to the dump anymore."

"Uncle Xiao!" Xiao Jiuer stood holding his nose a few steps away and pinched his nose. "You're going to wash it in vain. Xiao Jiuer will let you kiss him!"

Can't walk, rolling, crawling over.

"Mama! Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah ..."

Fei Shan timidly said, "What did he say?"

"He said you're going to kiss him for free," Yan said, holding back his son with a smile. "Roll, call your uncle."

"Mama!"

Fei Shan hahahaha laughed: "My sister-in-law said that your son can only be called mom, I don't believe hahahaha, I really can't find anyone who is called hahahaha!"

"Your next movie is invested by Lang's." Lang Ruoxian threw it coldly, with a warning gaze in his eyes.

Fei Shan put a smile on his eyes and looked at him: "Oh? Then I should congratulate General Lang, after all, I made a good box office movie, you can make a lot of money."

"The entertainment industry is so big, there are so many stars guaranteed at the box office, Lang can change the actor at any time."

Fei Shan skimmed his lips: "Brother, my role is about to be changed, you quickly get tens of millions out as an investor."

"Deserve it!" Fei Ying glanced at him, "Who made you laugh."

"Why am I laughing ..." Fei Shan hippie smiled to Yan Yan, "Come on so cute, I'm bragging about you, bragging about you!"

Rolling at him, Xiaomi's teeth smiled, cute.

"Don't stand still, aren't you tired?" Lang Ruoxian dragged Yan Yan to the table, "Hurry up, I'm hungry."

As he said, he hugged over, and pestered Yan Yan.

"Did you just say that you don't eat?" Yan Yan gave him a strange look.

When he was just learning how to make dumplings, he looked disgusted and said it was ugly, which would be positive ...

"I wouldn't be hungry then, now I'm hungry." Lang Ruoxian smiled lightly. "Trouble."

Yan Yan took a nap and turned away from talking to him again.

Σ (⊙ ▽ ⊙ ”What is a 婳 婳!

Fei Ying and Feiyi looked at each other, and then urged Fishan to go upstairs to change clothes. When he came down again he was more energetic and ...

"Why do you wear such a burning bag at home?" Fei Ying stunned and looked down at Fishan.

Wearing an exaggerated silk shirt, the neckline was still quite low. The pants are the same, long legs are quite sexy.

"Are you there?" Fei Shan touched the hair that was blown on purpose. "Sister-in-law, don't make trouble, I'm a star, and I should pay attention to the meter whenever I am."

Fei Ying hesitated twice and didn't want to ignore him.

It was Lang Ruoxian who stared at Fei Shan for a long time. When Fei Shan didn't see it, he hugged Xiaojiu to play.

"Ah!" He patted Lang Ruoxian's shoulders anxiously.

Yan Zheng was fighting a piece of dumpling skin and looked up: "Hold him over, he wants to play with Xiao Jiuer."

Lang Ruoxian took a deep look at her and rolled away.

"Weird ..." Yan Yan shook his head and continued making dumplings.

Because there are two little guys, you can't make it too late. After Yan Yan took the roll back to the room to rest, Fei Ying pulled Fei Wing and ran to knock on the door of the uncle.

"You two don't live overnight, why run me?" Fei Shan was playing a game and asked without looking up.

Fei Ying took his mobile phone and said, "Say! Do you have any wrongdoing against Yan Yan?"

"Yes!" Fei Shan nodded with a smile.

Originally thought that she would have to punish her with confession, she asked her husband to support her, and Fei Ying drew his lips.

"What is it, do you really like Yan Yan?"

Fei Shan leaned her hands behind her head and leaned on the sofa: "Sister-in-law, Yan Yan is a beautiful woman, or a beautiful one, isn't it normal for me to like her?"

He blinked: "Don't you think she's worthy of me with her child and widowed?"

"Oh!" Fei Ying patted him, "Isn't you good enough for me?"

wrong! Fei Ying's eyes widened: "Take me seriously, do you like Yan Yan?"

Fei Yi grabbed her: "Don't ask, he just likes others."

"I have a good feeling," Fei Shan corrected, "I haven't decided whether to pursue her."

Fei Ying snorted, "It's as if you can catch up with someone you chase."

"What if I catch up?"