"I'm right behind you, I have something to tell you."

Feng Chen heard that it was her voice, frowned, and was about to hang up when he took off the phone.

The nursery rhyme seemed to have a sense, and hurriedly said: "If you don't want me to come to the door, let's talk." ”

Feng Chen's hand on the phone did not pause, and it was cut off directly after she finished the last word.

But after driving a few meters, he was afraid that the nursery rhyme would really come to the door and be misunderstood by Song Zhiyue, so he stopped again.

He pulled over to the side of the road, got out of the car and strode towards the entrance of the community.

In the taxi parked at the entrance of the community, the driver saw that the nursery rhyme did not get out of the car, and looked at her strangely from the rearview mirror.

Nursery rhyme pondered for a while, stuffed the phone into her bag, took out her phone and paid the driver, and then got out of the car.

She turned around and was about to enter the community, when she saw Feng Chen walking out of it.

The man's steps were large, and his face was gloomy as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

Feng Chen strode up to her, just as the taxi driver started the car.

Feng Chen's black eyes were stained with thin anger: "Follow me all the way to my house, it seems that you are really not giving up, why, I didn't say it clearly enough at the banquet, and you want me to repeat the words of that day in front of the people of Jiangcheng?" ”

Tong Yao listened to his ridiculed words, her face changed slightly, she looked at Feng Chen's eyes, and said in a very light and light tone: "Even if your aunt commits suicide and is not rescued, you don't regret your decision?" ”

Feng Chen's eyebrows, eyes and eyebrows were haunted by a layer of haze, and he sneered: "I used to play the role of mother-daughter love in front of her, but now I wish she died early?" ”

"I didn't curse her." The nursery rhyme hurriedly explained, and then calmed down, "If you insist on going your own way again, your aunt will definitely be disappointed in you, and we can't guess what she will do, this time it's a cut wrist, and the next time it's possible to swallow medicine, if you really wait for her to be gone, will you regret it?" ”

"That's none of your business!" The dust is cold and there is no temperature.

"I'm just worried about my aunt." The nursery rhyme said, "Since you and Miss Song really love each other, I will no longer be involved in the middle of you, my nursery rhyme is not bad in terms of appearance and family background, I don't have to hang myself on your tree, but you also have to think about it." ”

The thin lips of the dust are pursed into a straight line.

Tong Yao saw that he didn't sarcastically and ridicule himself like just now, and took the opportunity to say: "I have a way to appease my aunt temporarily, you can think about it." ”

"Oh? Let's hear it. ”

It sounded like he was curious, but he wasn't curious at all, he just wanted to see what the nursery rhymes were up to.

The nursery rhyme pretended to be generous: "You can divorce Song Zhiyue temporarily, let's get engaged first, so that you can appease your uncle and aunt, and you can continue to associate with Song Zhiyue in private, I will cover for you, and after your aunt accepts Miss Song, we will dissolve the marriage contract, and you will remarry." ”

Feng Chen smiled coldly: "You are really generous." ”

What kind of mind is nursery rhyme, he thought of it as soon as he thought about it.

Isn't it just beating around the bush to let him divorce Song Zhiyue?

Tong Yao said: "I am also for you, for the good of my aunt."

If Feng Chen divorced Song Zhiyue and got engaged to her, she would become his fiancée, and she would always occupy the title of his fiancée.

She suddenly thought that if Feng Chen didn't marry her, it would be useless for her to keep this title empty.