“Can you try to move a finger on me?”
Feng Yi walked towards Feng Wei: "Come on, can you try to move a finger on me?"
The living room downstairs.
“Sister Jiang Li... why don’t we go up and take a look?”
Hearing the commotion upstairs, Mo Huang was worried that Feng Yi would suffer a loss, so he couldn't help but look at Jiang Liwen.
Hearing this, Jiang Li gave Mo Han a calm look, and then shouted to the second floor: "Uncle Feng, I still have something to do. Can you let Feng Yi come down now?"
As soon as they heard Jiang Li's voice, the expressions of the people upstairs changed.
“Sister Jiang Li…”
Feng Yi ignored Mr. Feng and others and walked towards the stairs.
Others saw this and adjusted their facial expressions to keep up.
“Sister Jiang Li, are you here to see me?”
Going downstairs, Feng Yi walked up to Jiang Li and opened his mouth to ask.
Hearing this, Jiang Li smiled and said "hmm" and said, "Silly boy, why do you want to hang up the phone?" As soon as she said these words, all the grievances rushed into Feng Yi's heart almost instantly, and his eyes were red and tears were flowing. It surged out uncontrollably and slid down his face.
“Why are you crying? Don’t you know that men don’t shed tears when they bleed?”
He casually took out a pure white handkerchief from his bag, and handed it to Feng Yi: "Take it, it looks so ugly. If you don't believe me, ask Mo Han."
However, the tears in Feng Yi's eyes simply couldn't stop. No matter how he wiped them away, they still kept falling. It showed how wronged he was, how much he trusted and relied on Jiang Li, so much so that he didn't show any concern in front of Jiang Li. Conceal your emotions.
Mr. Feng and others came downstairs, all looking embarrassed.
Besides embarrassment, Fang Su's eyes were more filled with anger. She ignored him and rushed towards Jiang Li, wanting to scratch him.
“Comrade Fang, are you sick?”
Hooking Feng Yi's arm, Jiang Li quickly dodged away, preventing Fang Su from succeeding.
"You're the one who's sick! If you hadn't been so nosy, how could my son be like this? How could he be fighting against his father and me, his mother, and his brothers? Bitch! How could I have a man myself? Restless, I think he’s just a broken shoe!”
Fang Su had a ferocious expression and her mouth was fragrant. Listening to the dirty words in her mouth, Mr. Feng's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Xiao Fang, do you know what you are talking about?
Not to mention that Xiao Jiang is the goddaughter of Lao Song and his wife, even if Xiao Jiang has won honors for our country in foreign competitions, you cannot tolerate such verbal humiliation! "
Fang Su said sharply: "What's wrong with me just humiliating her? Who told her to do nothing? Kidnap Feng Yi and go against our family!"
“You are a crazy woman!”
Feng Yi looked directly into Fang Su's eyes: "Don't you know how I walked out of this family and why I severed ties with this family? Now you want to put the blame on me, Sister Jiang Li, don't even think about it!
Say that I am against your family, yes, I am going to be against your family, but who told you not to be a good person, to plot against me one after another, and to ask me to take the blame for Feng Xiao? "
"Xiaowu...I have already apologized to you! I will handle He Xue's matter myself. It has nothing to do with you. Can you be less hostile to your family?"
Feng Xiao couldn't help but feel excited when he saw Jiang Li. Ever since they first met during the Spring Festival the year before last, he couldn't help but feel charming. However, he couldn't find a suitable reason to get close. He could only think about it in his heart and hope. During the holidays, I can meet the person I love at the Song family.
However, due to what happened during the Spring Festival the year before last, the Song family and their family moved less and less frequently, and during the holidays, they were rarely invited to their homes.