Chapter 1164: He's Not Rare, She's Not Rare!

"If you want me to accept you and recognize you as a daughter-in-law, then you can persuade Feng Chen to return to Feng's house."

Song Zhiyue said seriously: "I don't want to perfunctory you, and I won't be so selfish and persuade him to do things he doesn't want to do, so I can't promise you." ”

Feng Yi said: "Even if you don't get the recognition of the Feng family for the rest of your life? ”

His dark eyes stared at Song Zhiyue, which made her feel a sense of oppression, and she lowered her gaze.

"Whether you admit me or not, as long as he wants me."

Feng Yi looked at her complicatedly.

At this moment, the driver drove the car over.

He walked towards the car, and the driver hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for him.

After Feng Yi's car went away, Song Zhiyue breathed a sigh of relief, gradually loosened his buttoned fingers, and turned around and entered the living room.

Feng Chen was not in the living room, she went into the kitchen, and Aunt Xiao was eating.

They ate all the vegetables, and Aunt Xiao only ate pickles.

"Whatever you want to eat, make something for yourself again." She said.

Aunt Xiao smiled: "Madam, it's okay, I'll just eat this." ”

"What about him?" She asked.

"Mr. Feng went upstairs." Aunt Xiao replied.

Song Zhiyue came out of the kitchen, she went upstairs to the bedroom to take a look, Feng Chen was not there, she went to the study again.

She didn't knock and pushed the door open.

Feng Chen sat behind his desk and smoked, his face was very bad.

She stepped forward slowly, standing beside him.

Seeing Feng Chen's indifferent smoking, ignoring her, she pitifully pulled his sleeve.

"Are you angry?"

Feng Chen bit his cigarette, and through the white mist, a pair of black eyes became more and more deep and difficult to distinguish: "No." ”

Song Zhiyue: "You don't seem to be angry, he is an elder, I should send him." ”

"I'm not mad at you." As Feng Chen spoke, smoke overflowed from his lips.

Song Zhiyue understood that he was angry with Fengyi.

It was only today that she learned that the relationship between their father and son was so bad.

"What did he tell you?" Feng Chen's eyes were half-stard, and his voice was low and cold.

She said truthfully: "He asked me to convince you to go back to Feng's house. ”

The expression on Feng Chen's face became secretive, and he was silent for a moment and asked, "What are the conditions?" ”

Song Zhiyue didn't want to tell him, but she didn't want to lie to him.

"Accept me." She bit her lip, and after speaking, she was afraid that he would misunderstand, so she hurriedly said, "I clearly refused." ”

"Why refuse?" He asked seriously, and his deep facial features were full of masculine charm.

Song Zhiyue said: "I don't want you to do unhappy things, if you are unhappy, I will not be happy." ”

And she knew that this was unlikely, and she didn't want to add a block to his heart.

He refused to do this for Liang Weirong, let alone her, she still had self-knowledge.

Feng Chen's expression was in a trance, if he was replaced by Liang Weirong or other women, he would definitely not refuse this temptation.

After all, the second young grandmother of the Feng family is much more honored than being a lawyer's wife.

He pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, grabbed Song Zhiyue's hand and pulled it, and Song Zhiyue fell on his lap.

Song Zhiyue was about to ask him what to do, when he saw him raise her chin, his handsome face pressed over, and there was a wisp of tobacco between his lips and teeth.

When the kiss was emotional, Feng Chen hugged her to the desk......

It was already late when the two returned to the bedroom, and Song Zhiyue was tired and didn't want to move.

Feng Chen felt that it was just right, she still had a wound on her forehead, and taking a bath would definitely wet the wound.

(End of chapter)