After swapping bodies with the scumbag husband

Feng Yunheng didn't know, what exactly did Bai Xinran want to do?
If she said she had money, she must have it, but he couldn't guess how much it was.In fact, this morning, when Shen Yan went to look for Bai Xinran, Feng Yunheng had been downstairs in the company.

He resisted not going up.

If it was in the past, he would have rushed over as soon as he received the news.

Today, he deliberately left room for Shen Yan to play.

He just wanted to see if she had grown up?
During this period of time, Shen Yan's changes, as her husband, he naturally noticed.To be honest, Feng Yunheng's mood is very complicated.

On the one hand, he hopes that Shen Yan can take good care of herself and become a woman in charge of her own affairs.But on the other hand, he was very tangled.

I want her to grow up, but I don't want her to be too strong.

Because if Shen Yan becomes very powerful, according to her independent personality, she is now financially independent, owning a car, a house and savings.

To be honest, Feng Yunheng was under a lot of pressure.

The pressure here is on him...

But it was impossible for him to let Shen Yan know about such a thing.

If she knew, she would have to laugh at him.

So Feng Yunheng was suffering in his heart, but he couldn't say it out.

He just used "appropriate" when talking to Shen Yan.

That means, there is always a time for him, right?

Shen Yan pondered for a moment, then said: "Then are you obedient?"

The simple five words made Feng Yunheng think too much.

In his mind, he quickly made an analysis, and finally thought that he had done nothing wrong, so he said to Shen Yan: "Listen."

"Then let's not ask."

"..."

I knew it would be like this.

So, what was he expecting just now?
I knew there would be no surprises, only shocks.

But Feng Yunheng was still not reconciled, he asked Shen Yan: "Then tell me, what is your husband used for?"

This question really stuck with her.

Shen Yan seemed to have never thought about it?

No, during the past two years when she was deceived by Feng Yunheng, she really thought about it.

She wanted to give Feng Yunheng a baby, and then they could travel as a family of three.Even though his grandma didn't treat her well at that time, Shen Yan was still full of expectations.

But now, her state of mind is completely different from that time.

But it doesn't mean it's serious, it's so serious that if she is given another chance to choose whether she will get married or not, she will say no.

Shen Yan looked at him, and spoke out the deepest and most true thoughts in her heart.

"I don't think you are useless. You are my backing. I still have to rely on you when I encounter problems that I can't solve. But before that, I can't just turn to you for trivial matters, right?"

"Is Bai Xinran a trivial matter?"

"Of course she doesn't count." Shen Yan felt a little guilty, "What I mean is, I'll try to solve it first, if it doesn't work, then you go out, doesn't it show that you are better than me?"

"Shen Yan."

"Aha?"

"Do you really think so?"

"Of course it's true."

"Then, do you want to prove it to me?"

When he said this, his eyes suddenly sank and became meaningful.

Shen Yan had a premonition that something was wrong, and wanted to run, but it was too late.

She was lifted up and carried into the downstairs bedroom.

In the living room, she could still hear her struggling voice, "Brother, I haven't cleaned up my bedroom for a long time, there is dust everywhere!"

"No, I cleaned up this morning."

"..."

Shen Yan vaguely remembered that Feng Yunheng went out later than her in the morning, right?

So when exactly did he pack it up?

Why did she smell "conspiracy"!

This guy must have planned for a long time to eat her!

If there is a kind of "calculation" in this world, it will make people experience happiness.That probably means being "calculated" by the person you love, right?
the other side.

Su Song was so drunk that she was carried into her car by Yi Wen.

Seeing his car still lying in front of the bar, for a moment, she wanted to get the car keys from Su Song, and then find a substitute driver to drive his car back.

But she was too lazy to do so.

This supercar is Young Master Su's favorite car.

Su Song has quite a lot of luxury cars, but this one is his favorite, not one of them yet.

She doesn't even know why.

Looking at the white car, if it was scratched one or two times, he would probably feel distressed to death.

"Forget it, I don't want to worry about it so much. It's my utmost benevolence to get him back, and I'm not someone to him."

Yiwen told himself this way, and his mood became much more comfortable.

She took Su Song back to her residence directly.

Throw it on the sofa.

Hearing movement in the next bedroom, a small figure ran out.

Yiwen went to the kitchen, boiled the hangover soup, then turned and went to the bathroom, twisted a wet towel, intending to wipe Su Song's face.

When she came out, she saw Fang Qianqian lying on Su Song's body, wiping the sweat from his forehead with her hands.

It's late autumn now.

It wasn't cold, but it definitely wasn't warm enough to sweat at will.

It was because Yiwen dragged him up alone, she was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and so was he.

When she went out, she made sure that the little girl was asleep before she dared to go out.

But unexpectedly, did he surprise her when he came back?
Woke her up.

Yiwen felt very embarrassed.

She came over with a wet towel and said, "Did you wake up, or haven't you slept all this time?"

"Auntie Yiwen, I set an alarm clock on my phone and only slept for half an hour."

"Would you still set the alarm clock?"

"Dad taught me that."

"Awesome." Yi Wen didn't want to mention her father, Fang Han died unexpectedly, maybe it will be easier to explain such a thing when the child grows up in the future?

Thinking of this, Yiwen's eyes dimmed.

She boasted that Fang Qianqian didn't get off Su Song, so she handed over the towel and said, "Use this, don't dirty your pajamas."

Fang Qianqian was wearing the pajamas she bought newly today.

For so many years, Yiwen has been waiting for Su Song. She only has her own clothes at home. Although she is not tall, children can't fit her clothes.

I had no choice but to take her out to buy pajamas, and by the way, I also bought a few changes of clothes, underwear and so on.

It was also during the day, when she took Fang Qianqian to buy toys, she suddenly understood why Su Song put the child in her foster care?

Not only because she is also a woman.

It's also because most women are more careful than men, especially when it comes to things like taking care of children.

How many men live exquisitely?
Su Song is definitely not exquisite. He may be exquisite. He is not exquisite and has no experience in taking care of others, especially children.

Although she has no experience.

But at least, Fang Qianqian can eat and drink enough in Yiwen's place, and her quality of life is still guaranteed.

Yiwen looked at the busy villain, her busy little hands, and suddenly became motherly, and asked her: "Little girl, if I let you live with Papa Su and Auntie Yiwen, would you like it?"

"Then will Aunt Yiwen marry my father Su?"

"Uh, this question." Yiwen thought for a long time before saying frustratedly: "Of course I am willing. It is your father Su who is a difficult person to deal with."

"Qianqian likes Auntie Yiwen."

Such a simple statement of confession actually moved Yiwen.

She really wanted to hug Fang Qianqian and kiss her hard.

"Let me do it." Finally, she took the towel and wiped Su Song's arms and neck with her own hands. Fang Qianqian stood beside the doll and suddenly said, "Auntie Yiwen likes Papa Su. "

Yiwen couldn't help but laugh.

Of course she likes Su Song.

And it's never a shameful thing to do.

Yiwen thinks that she is close to engraving the words that she likes Su Song on her face.

Everyone in the world knows it, and Su Song himself knows it, but he just pretends to be stupid.

Although Yiwen didn't speak again after that, the corners of her mouth could not be controlled to rise.

Until she packed up Su Song and went back to her room to sleep.

As soon as she lay down, the door was pushed open.

The bed in Yiwen's room was very high, and from her perspective, she couldn't see anyone opening the door at all.

——Because Fang Qianqian's height is not enough to be seen.

She somehow wanted to laugh.

Fang Qianqian hugged the rabbit doll, stood at the door, and asked her crisply: "Auntie Yiwen, does Papa Su sleep in the living room?"

"Yeah, I don't have any other rooms in my house. You have one and I have one. All he has left is the sofa."

"Oh."

"what happened?"

"I want to sleep with you."