"I also want to officially inform you when I bring her back, don't arrange other women for me, I have the final say in my own affairs."

Feng Yi was angered by his last words: "Do you still have a father like me in your eyes?" ”

Feng Chen's face was indifferent: "Didn't you know it all along?" Why let me say it myself. ”

"Presumptuous!" Feng Yi was furious, "You never go back to this home, and when you come back, you will work against me, you are really the opposite!" ”

"Since you know that you won't be happy when I come back, don't call me back next time." Feng Chen's face was expressionless.

The anger of the two was about to erupt, Wen Mei was afraid that they would quarrel, so she hurriedly said: "Ah Chen, don't say a few words, don't make your father angry." ”

Feng Chen glanced at her, saw that there was pleading in her eyes, put down the teacup in his hand and got up, and looked at Feng Yi again.

"Whether you like her or not, you can't change my decision."

With that, he strode up the stairs and went upstairs.

Song Zhiyue was worried about whether Feng Yi would embarrass him, when he saw him push the door and come in.

She was stunned for a moment: "It's over so soon?" ”

Sealing the dust, his inky black eyes darkened: "It's time for us to go back." ”

Looking at his serious expression, Song Zhiyue guessed that something unpleasant must have happened, and this unhappiness was eighty percent related to her.

She didn't ask anything, took the coat from the side and put it on, and stood up on the sofa.

Feng Chen stepped forward to help her: "Can you go?" ”

Song Zhiyue nodded, she took a small step, her ankle hurt badly, but she gritted her teeth and didn't get bored.

I'm going to be a good girl, at least I'm going to have to lie in bed for a week or two, how will she go to work then?

As soon as she thought like this, her body suddenly lost her balance and was picked up by Princess Fengchen.

She instinctively hugged his neck, looking at the breezy and moon-like man, her heart was sweet.

But thinking of someone downstairs, she bit her lip and said, "You better let me down, I can go." ”

"It only takes me three minutes to carry you to the car, and it takes you twenty minutes to walk slowly, why waste time if you can save time?" After Feng Chen finished speaking, he strode out of the room.

Song Zhiyue muttered in a low voice: "But it will be seen by your parents, they don't know what they will think of me." ”

Feng Chen's face was indifferent: "For people who don't like you, why do you care about their thoughts." ”

She didn't want to, but it was his parents.

She is with him, not just to fall in love with him, but to marry him and be together for the rest of her life.

Falling in love is a matter of two people, but getting married is a matter of two families.

For his parents, she has to respect and care about everything.

Feng Chen carried her downstairs, she didn't know how to face Feng Yi and Wen Mei, so she buried her head in his arms.

Wen Mei saw him coming down from upstairs with Song Zhiyue in her arms, her face was very ugly.

And Feng Yi's face had been blue since just now, and when he saw that he was about to leave without saying hello, his face was even more gloomy.

Wen Mei called him: "Ah Chen, let's leave after dinner." ”

He finally came back once, anyway, Feng Yi already knew about Song Zhiyue's existence.

Wen Mei wanted to leave Feng Chen, spend a while with Feng Yi, and repair the split relationship between father and son.

"No need." Feng Chen said a word without replying, and walked out of the living room with Song Zhiyue in his arms.

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