Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Feng Yi looked at Feng Yihan who was aggrieved, and suddenly he didn't want to take a second look anymore, so he quickly looked away from him with disgust.

Feng Yihan wanted to post and complain to Feng Yi, but when Feng Yi came downstairs and walked in front of her, he didn't even look at her, and continued downstairs with noble and extraordinary steps.

When he passed by, Feng Yihan was deeply injured. The second brother ignored her, and ignored her so thoroughly.

"Second brother, where are you going?" After being astonished, Feng Yihan quickly turned around unwillingly and grabbed Feng Yi's arm.

How could the second brother ignore her?

This is impossible!

Doesn't the second brother like her?

How could I ignore her!

"Go downstairs." Feng Yi looked at the moist eyes in front of him, still not squinting, he moved gently and firmly to open Feng Yihan's hand.

As soon as the hand holding him was pushed away, Feng Yihan was as if he was struck by lightning on the spot.

What does this mean?

Do you really want to ignore her?

In Feng Yihan's stunned and shocked eyes, she saw Feng Yi step by step downstairs, and there was no sign of even looking back at her.

Feng Yi also went downstairs. When Feng Yihan was alone at the top of the stairs, she looked viciously at Luo Yangyang's door.

It must be because of Luo Yangyang again that the second brother ignored her!

She didn't understand, what was good about Luo Yangyang, why Luo Yangyang treated her so nicely when he arrived at the Feng family, and now even the second brother doesn't care about her because Luo Yangyang doesn't care.

"Luo Yangyang, don't be proud of you. Sooner or later you want you to look good!" Feng Yihan stared at Luo Yangyang's door, and after a vicious curse, he went downstairs.

After Luo Yangyang returned to the room, she ran directly into the bathroom to take a bath. She soaked for nearly two hours before getting up.

I was lying in bed and wanted to sleep, but I turned over and over, but couldn't sleep.

After tossing and turning on the bed for three hours, Luo Yangyang rolled left and right holding the quilt, but still did not fall asleep.

"Ah!" In the silent bedroom, Luo Yangyang suddenly yelled and stood up, sitting up on the bed.

Because of the rolling back and forth, Luo Yangyang's originally supple long hair was slightly fluffy.

Under the dim, warm yellow light of the bedside lamp, she could see her two eyes staring at the end of the bed unblinkingly, her eyes were still hollow, and her whole person looked like a demon.

After Luo Yangyang suddenly screamed and sat up, he sat on the bed like that, motionless as if it were petrified, and didn't even tremble the thick and curled long eyelashes.

In the middle of the night, when the wind was rustling outside the window, Luo Yangyang suddenly screamed and jumped up and then sat still on the bed. If a timid person sees it outside the window, he might be frightened.

Suddenly, Luo Yangyang moved.

"Go crazy, go crazy!"

She was holding her head in both hands, rubbing her hair irritably, and lying down on the bed again.

"Too annoying!"

Luo Yangyang was tumbling on the bed like a carp on a hot pan, using his hands and feet together, turning left and right with huge movements, just one accidentally rolling out of bed.

"Luo Yangyang, you can't be mad! Then how can the ring be thrown away as soon as it is thrown away?"

At this moment, Luo Yangyang, who was too annoyed, rolled on the bed tormented.

"The impulse is the devil! The impulse is the devil! Ah-crazy!"

Luo Yangyang kicked with excited slender legs, rolled into a ball of quilt, and kicked off the bed by her.

Suddenly in a tumbling room, Luo Yangyang stood up and sat up again.

She didn't believe in canonization, she didn't believe in herself.

If the mother disagrees with her being with the canonization, let her choose between the canonization and the mother.

She was not sure that she would choose to be canonized. If she accepted his ring now and couldn't be with him in the future, it would hurt him even more.

On the other side is the biological mother who gave birth to her and lives with her. How dare she break her heart.

but……

Luo Yangyang turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows. The curtains were so dense that she couldn't see the scenery outside.

Thinking of the lonely scene of the canonization standing alone in the snow, her heart suddenly shrank and hurt again.

In the next moment of distress, she jumped out of bed almost reflexively.