Hidden Marriage Sweet Wife Palm Pet

When this photo happened, it was Feng Ziqian holding a concert in Shengshi.

Shen Yi was about to be laughed out of anger, "Mom, I know you don't like me, but don't you think it's too much for you to be so pretentious?"

Ever since she entered Shen's house, Tang Yajun and Qiao Ning had targeted her together, and she endured all of this.

It wasn't until Qiao Ning was sent abroad that she breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't expect Tang Yajun to get worse.

Shen Yi felt that there was no need for her to bear it any longer. She married into the Shen family to be a daughter-in-law, not a doormat.

Her eyes were cold, she looked straight at Tang Yajun, and said firmly: "You can throw away these things if they look intrusive, but Yu Cheng and I are not divorced, and you have no right to kick me out!"

"Ha," Tang Yajun couldn't help laughing, fine lines appeared in the corners of his eyes, and said disdainfully, "Shen Yi, Yu Cheng will bring Jing Rui back soon, do you think he will protect you?"

Shock appeared on Feng Ziqian's slightly angry face, "Xiaorui, she's not dead? Hasn't her body been found?"

Tang Yajun smiled triumphantly, "Of course not. Yu Cheng went abroad this time to bring her home. When they come back, the wedding will be held immediately."

Shen Yi clenched her fingers slightly by her side, her back straightened, "Did he tell you this himself?"

"Is it important?" Tang Yajun sat there, looking at her with dismissive eyes, "Shen Yi, haven't you figured out the situation yet? You are just a mistress who cares about other people's feelings."

"Oh, by the way, you don't know, the old man also likes Jing Rui very much. She is the daughter-in-law of the Feng family that all of us have long recognized. If it hadn't been for the sudden storm when they were traveling two years ago, the position of the young wife of the Feng family would have been changed. Not to you."

Every word Tang Yajun said hit Shen Yi's heart heavily.

She could barely stand.

Not even a single rebuttal could be uttered.

She stood there with a thin figure, and Feng Ziqian felt that Tang Yajun's aggressive appearance was particularly glaring.

"Enough." Feng Ziqian's face was filled with coldness, "Mom, why do you have to speak so harshly?"

Tang Yajun looked at her son in astonishment, "Ziqian! Where are you standing? Aren't you also very close to Jing Rui? You help Shen Yi talk, so you won't be afraid of her being sad?"

"When she is sad, there will naturally be a big brother to coax her!"

Feng Ziqian roared suddenly, the man who had always been gentle and soft-tempered suddenly became angry, shocking everyone, Tang Yajun looked at him dully.

But Shen Yi, no one felt sorry for her.

Feng Ziqian didn't know what was wrong with him, how could he suddenly understand a person he just met not long ago.

But at least from his point of view, Shen Yi is the most innocent.

Why should she suffer these humiliations?

Shen Yi pursed her lips. In this short moment, more than a dozen possibilities had evolved in her mind, but her face was still so calm.

She hooked the corners of her lips, and her bright eyes revealed unparalleled firmness, "Madam, no matter what you say, I will wait for Feng Yucheng to come back. In the meantime, you will definitely not be able to defeat me."

After that, she turned her head and raised her jaw towards the huge garbage bag, "Throw away these things, there's no need for me to come and get them."

After finishing speaking, she stopped looking at Tang Yajun, turned around and left.

Her back is thin and straight.

Even the servants in the old house were a little touched.

The young lady had been living in the old house before, and her character was obvious to all. How could she be treated like this?
Feng Ziqian looked at Tang Yajun who was drinking tea as if nothing had happened, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, "You did this kind of thing just after Grandpa left. Mom, how did you become like this?"

After that, he turned and walked out.

Tang Yajun's hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air, she looked at the huge garbage bag in front of her, although she did humiliate Shen Yi, why did she feel that she didn't have the joy of a winner at all?

She threw the cup on the ground angrily, pointed at the garbage bag, and shouted, "Don't you hurry up and throw these things out? It's an eyesore!"

Several servants looked at each other.

With Uncle Chen gone, the servants in the old house lost even a single backbone.

Several people looked at each other and went to carry the garbage bag away together.

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All the way out of the old house, Shen Yi suddenly remembered that she came here in Feng Ziqian's car.

Just about to turn on the phone to call Didi, Feng Ziqian's voice came from behind, "I'll see you off."

The two got into the car.

Shen Yi turned on the phone and called Feng Yucheng directly.

She didn't believe that what Tang Yajun said was really what Feng Yucheng meant.

If yes, why didn't he call and tell her?
After a few seconds of pause, the phone was connected.

"Hey?"

"Hey?"

Two female voices rang out at the same time.

The light in Shen Yi's eyes seemed to be shattered all of a sudden, and there was a name in her heart that was about to come out, but she still asked, "Who are you?"

The other party immediately replied: "I'm Ah Cheng's girlfriend Jing Rui. He was too tired and just fell asleep. What's the matter? I can tell you."

Shen Yi's throat was sore, "It's okay..."

The belly draft she had typed in advance finally turned into a blank at this moment, and she couldn't say a word.

Over there, Jing Rui didn't know why and asked: "Who are you?"

"I'm his friend...a business partner." Shen Yi replied immediately, "It's nothing serious, sorry to bother you."

After finishing speaking, Shen Yi hung up the phone.

Shen Yi put the phone back into the bag, looked at the swaying leaves blown by the wind outside the car window, her eyes were a little empty.

Somewhere in the body is cold.

She couldn't explain this feeling, her heart was sour, as if something was lost.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, she seems to have never owned what she lost.

Kind of funny.

Feng Ziqian turned his head and saw the woman's dazed expression. His heart seemed to be stabbed a bit. He searched for his own words and comforted him: "Don't take what my mother said too seriously."

Shen Yi's eyes regained focus, looked ahead, and smiled softly, "If I really take it seriously, wouldn't I have to move out of Feng Yucheng's house today and live on the street?"

Although she was smiling, there was a hint of disappointment on her face.

Feng Ziqian couldn't smile, he looked at her seriously, "No, even if that's the case, with me around, I won't let you go home."

Shen Yi suddenly turned her head to look at him, then staggered his face, and raised her jaw towards the front left, "Stop the car, I'm a little thirsty."

Feng Ziqian followed her gaze.

Violet Entertainment Club.

Feng Ziqian rarely came to this kind of place, for the sake of safety, he opened a separate box, just the two of them.

But even so, there are still women knocking on the door asking if there is any need for service, or to be more lively.

He refused them all.