Last night, he lost to Feng Chen, Feng Shen was in a very bad mood, and after dinner, he went to Bihai Chaosheng Pavilion with his friends to drink.

The matter of Feng Chen's return to the Feng family has always weighed on his heart, so he drank a little too much last night.

The woman he had kept outside took him back to her residence.

He was woken up by Liang Weirong's phone, reached out and touched the non-stop phone, connected it and put it in his ear, and when he heard Liang Weirong's voice on the phone, he suddenly sat up.

Although he raised a woman outside, he never spent the night outside, just for fear of being known by Fengyi.

So when he heard Liang Weirong ask him where he was, he realized that he was not sleeping at home.

Two bare-bare arms wrapped around him and wrapped around his neck: "Honey, who is so annoying, disturbing dreams early in the morning." ”

Feng Shen didn't know that Feng Yi and they were next to him, and he didn't know that Liang Weirong was hands-free.

The sequelae of drunkenness, his head hurt badly, and he rubbed his temples: "What's the matter?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he heard Feng Yi's roar, and his hand shook in fright, and the phone almost fell.

After hanging up the phone, he picked up the clothes on the ground in a panic and put them on, and when he buttoned the clothes, the woman behind him wrapped them up.

Feng Shen shook off her arm, turned around and looked at her angrily: "Why am I here?" ”

The woman looked at his angry eyes, shrank in fright, and said with a fluttering look: "You asked me to bring you back last night." ”

Even if she didn't tell the truth, Feng Shen's heart knew it.

This woman left him overnight many times, and every time he finished his errands, he lifted his pants and left, and last night was obviously her little thought.

"You've hurt me!" Feng Shen roared, put on his pants, and left before he had time to wash.

***

After breakfast, Feng Yi called Feng Chen upstairs.

Song Zhiyue and the three of them were downstairs in the living room, Wen Mei looked at Song Zhiyue: "Do you and Ah Chen want to have a Chinese or Western wedding?" ”

Song Zhiyue thought for a while and replied, "Western-style."

She wanted to wear a wedding dress of her own design.

Liang Weirong was stunned suddenly, Feng Chen and Song Zhiyue are going to hold a wedding?

She slowly lowered her eyelashes, her heart aching.

Wen Mei nodded: "Are there any requirements?" ”

"Nope." Song Zhiyue paused for a moment and said, "My mother has bothered us. ”

Wen Mei listened to her words: "This is what I should do." ”

Song Zhiyue glanced at her unexpectedly, if Feng Chen was in front of her, Wen Mei would not be surprised if she said such a thing.

But Feng Chen was not there, but Wen Mei suddenly said such a "friendly" sentence, which made her a little flattered.

Wen Mei was thinking that Feng Chen was very attentive to Song Zhiyue, and she followed Song Zhiyue in everything first, so that Feng Chen would listen to her.

In the past, because she did not agree with Feng Chen and Liang Weirong to be together, the relationship between mother and son was a little estranged, so she could take the opportunity to ease up.

And their mother and son should be of one mind, unanimous to the outside world, and not let Feng Shen take advantage of loopholes.

Another point is that she deliberately said it to Liang Weirong.

In this way, Liang Weirong will believe that she really accepted Song Zhiyue.

Liang Weirong's heart will definitely be unbalanced, so she will be even more resentful of Song Zhiyue.

Resentment and jealousy can cause a person to get carried away and do unreasonable things.

Wen Mei said: "I have already seen the days, and I should get married at the end of next month, that is, on the twenty-eighth, what do you think?" ”

Song Zhiyue didn't have any opinions, and nodded: "It's all up to my mother." ”

Wen Mei was very satisfied with her obedience.

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