Asked you to save the villain, and you made him cry again?

Chapter 89
After the door opened, Fang Shirong gave him a big hug directly.

Looking him up and down with red eyes, his eyes became more and more gratified: "I look more and more like your mother."

"Auntie, cousin."

Fang Ji has always been elegant, tall and tall, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and his demeanor is very polite and gentle.

Entering the room, the smile on Fang Shirong's face changed slightly.

Withdrawing her gaze from Pei Yi, she turned to look at Fang Ji, and asked, "Did you fall in love?"

Fang Ji adjusted his glasses, and smiled shyly, but sweetly: "Yes, aunt, let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, Pei Yi."

"Ayi, this is my aunt and cousin Fang Heng."

He stood beside Pei Yi, speaking in a soft voice, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and a bit of kindness in his gentle smile.

Pei Yi nodded politely, the simple home clothes made her clean and beautiful, she looked gentle, intellectual, and graceful.

While they were reminiscing about the past, Pei Yi went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea, and then prepared some pastries that she baked herself.

Fang Ju's center of gravity was always on her side, accompanying and helping the whole process, and finally sat down side by side.

"Auntie, cousin, these dim sums are all made by Ah Yi himself, and they taste very good."

Fang Ju adjusted his glasses, pursed his thin lips slightly, and his eyes were filled with tension.

Hearing this, Fang Shirong looked at Pei Yi with more and more satisfaction.

She, who never eats sweets, made an exception and ate a few pieces, praising her again and again, making Fang Heng's eyes full of horror.

He exchanged a look with Fang Ji, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he sat in the corner drinking tea in silence.

Fang Shirong came here this time just to see if Fang Ji was doing well, and went back to the hotel alone after dinner.

Watching her get into the car, Fang Heng was visibly relieved, with his arms on Fang Zhi's shoulders, his expression was loveless: "I can be regarded as free."

He pretended to wipe away his tears, and then told Fang Ji what happened at Fang's house.

The disgust in his eyes became more and more intense: "That woman Deng Yawen, vomit, the older you get, the more disgusting she is!"

Recalling Deng Yawen's pretentious tone, Fang Heng couldn't help shivering, so disgusted that his skin got goosebumps.

Fang Ju looked at him with a half-smile, moved a little to the side, lowered his eyes, and took Pei Yi's hand.

He looked at Pei Yi affectionately, with tears in his eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Ayi, aunt said you are very good, and she is very optimistic about us."

This is the first time.

His Ayi was recognized by his family.

Fang Ji's heart was extremely touched, his slightly chaotic forehead fluttered in the wind, half covering his eyes covered with a light layer of mist.

so good.

Ah Yi and I are not unblessed.

His voice trembled a little, and it was not difficult to detect his excitement at the moment.

Pei Yi raised her hand to brush away his fine forehead hair, her amber pupils gleamed with an extremely gentle watery light.

The red lips were slightly raised, and there was a faint smile: "That's really great."

Her gaze was deep, and she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with her slightly callused fingertips, coaxing softly, the atmosphere was so ambiguous that it made people blush and heartbeat.

Fang Heng raised his right hand silently, and said very humblely: "You two, can you wait for me to leave before showing your affection?"

"It's a rare business trip, can you stop feeding me dog food!!!"

It's rare to be out of Fang Shirong's supervision, he just wants to play recklessly, he really doesn't want to eat dog food anymore!

Pei Yi was taken aback for a moment, her cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly buried her face in Fang Zhi's chest, charming and shy.

"Oh, I forgot there are guests."

"Ha ha."

A burst of deep and magnetic laughter overflowed from Fang Zhi's throat, and he hugged her waist naturally, his eyes as dark as ink were full of tenderness and tenderness.

He looked back at Fang Heng, with a smile on his lips, and led Pei Yi back upstairs.

Fang Heng followed behind them with gritted teeth, like a big sulking golden retriever, aggrieved and pleasing.

……

Not long after the car was driving, Fang Shibiao called.

Fang Shirong looked at the phone in silence for a moment, but finally connected.

Immediately, Fang Shibiao's slightly anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sister, which hotel are you staying at?"

Hearing this, the smile on Fang Shirong's face faded a little, and his tone of voice was almost calm: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

He was silent for a few seconds, and his voice suddenly became a bit vicissitudes: "It's been so many years, the old man should calm down, right?"

"Qingtang has passed away for so long, he can't keep me from marrying again?!"

Fang Shibiao's voice went from low to high, with very strong complaints, and his tone gradually became more righteous.

"Heh" Fang Shirong only thought it was funny after hearing this, "Third son, you know in your heart that what the old man cares about is never that you marry again."

"..."

Back then, Fang Shibiao and Shen Qingtang's engagement to marriage was all proposed by him.

Fang and Shen were so optimistic about them back then, but they were so disappointed later.

Fang Shibiao was silent for a long time, his face became more and more ugly, and the resentment accumulated for many years finally couldn't be held back.

He shouted: "Speaking so much and taking so long, you all look down on Yawen!"

"Back then you asked me to marry Shen Qingtang for cooperation, and I was forced to abandon her. Now that Shen Qingtang has been dead for so many years, why do you still refuse to accept her!"

"The grievances she has suffered for me, what is not worthy of me, not worthy of the Fang family?!"

Fang Shibiao roared hysterically, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and his mood was extremely complicated.

Deng Yawen was so moved beside him that her eyes were full of tears, and she threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

"..."

Fang Shirong was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, tried her best to control her emotions, and her smile was full of sarcasm.

"Third son, you were the one who insisted on marrying Qingtang back then, and swore in front of the Fang family and Shen family ancestors that you would treat her well for the rest of your life!"

"Based on the relationship between the Fang family and the Shen family, there is no need for a marriage to strengthen it. You have always been the stubborn one!"

"Not only did you fail to take good care of Qingtang, you even neglected her only son for many years and often abused her."

Fang Shirong suddenly choked up.

Can't help recalling the conversation with Fang Jue after the meal, tears flowed uncontrollably.

She sniffed her nose, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and said in a colder voice, "Third brother, since you are so obsessed with obsession, there is no need for us siblings to continue talking."

After finishing speaking, Fang Shirong hung up the phone directly, and rubbed his sore brows with a long sigh.

Fang Shibiao was very unwilling, so he called her again and found that he had been blocked.

His old face stinks to the extreme, and the fingertips holding the phone turned white.

Deng Yawen forced out a few tears hypocritically, and sobbed against his chest.

"Honey, why don't we get a divorce? I'll take Yang Yang back to my hometown, so that the old man and the others can agree to let you go back."

She cried convulsively, but it made Fang Shibiao feel bad.

Deliberately said sharply: "What is Li, don't say such things in the future!"

"Don't worry, sooner or later, I will bring you and Yang Yang back to the capital!"

"husband"

Deng Yawen was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, it was hard to express.

Pulling the curtains, she slowly undid the belt of her pajamas.
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