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When the recruit came, he brought a bag with him, and when he left, he couldn't even hold his bag with both hands. When she and Feng Ziyan got married, only old lady Feng gave her a pair of jade artifacts. She thought that since she was born and grew up in the Feng family, everyone treated her like a family member, so she didn't take the greeting gift to heart. However, after seeing that she was still a big boy and a small bag, she felt that she had been overthinking it at that time.

From start to finish, there was an essential difference between Feng Ziyan and Feng Yanheng, the main wife's son and the illegitimate child, not to mention this little orphan girl who lived in the Feng Family for free. Perhaps Lu QingZhou was just being slow, but Feng Ziyan had already stood up and left.

Due to his relationship with Feng Yan Heng, Lu Qingzhou did not want to leave so early. After all, Feng Yan Heng had always been good to her.

"I have something to take back with me."

Feng Ziyan did not give Lu Qingzhou the chance to warm up to him, he took his coat and pulled Lu QingZhou away.

"Little Mei, escort the Second Young Master out."

Xiao Min Jun instructed her servants to send off Feng Ziyan and her wife. Feng Ziyan's jaw tightened, she pulled Lu Qingzhou and left. For some reason, she felt that he was angry. She thought that there was still a huge gap between them. They had been married for three years and had lived together for more than half a year, yet she was still unable to see through his happiness. He had no idea what he was thinking.

Some people said that couples would melt into each other's looks and ways of thinking after a long time together, but she felt that these words were unscientific when it came to her and Feng Ziyan.

They went back the same way as before. Feng Ziyan drove without saying a word, but Lu Qingzhou could see from his side that he had been pursing his lips. His brows and chin were slightly knitted, and his jaw was taut. This was the expression of displeasure on his face. Lu Qingzhou played with his fingers. Every time he returned to the Feng Family, Feng Ziyan would have this kind of expression.

Today, she could tell that even if that male student still accepted recruitment was impudent and did not have a roof over his head, she still had the heart and heart to go up and down the Feng Family. She only needed to look at the Feng Family's greeting gift to know about it. Their love for her was completely different from their love for Lu Qingzhou. It was an acceptance that came from the bottom of their hearts, and to her, it was more courteous than the kinship of their family.

Since she was a child, she had been taught to follow the rules. She didn't dare to speak out loud and speak her mind, but that man was different. He could say whatever he wanted, and he wasn't even angry at the Feng family's old man for scolding him as a damned old man. Lu Qingzhou thought, if he said something disrespectful, he would probably end up never stepping into the Feng Family again.

As the car drove into the garden, Lu Qingzhou followed behind Feng Ziyan and entered. Sister Xia seemed to have guessed something long ago. The dishes on the table were ready, but they were still steaming hot. Cover with a mesh cover for fear of getting dirty or cold.

"Sister Xia, you should go eat something after you've prepared dinner."

Feng Ziyan changed into a pair of shoes and used an admonishing tone to tell Lu Qingzhou to go eat. He walked directly to the balcony. Half of the curtain to the French window was closed, and Feng Ziyan happened to walk behind the curtain, so Lu Qingzhou could not see him.

When Sister Xia opened the lid, the dishes in the bowl were still steaming. Lu Qingzhou picked up the bowl and began to eat the rice. Indeed, other than the two old and young clowns, no one else was really full. Lu Qingzhou ate a few mouthfuls as he felt his heart clogged up. Even if Feng Ziyan wasn't happy, she wouldn't be happy. Maybe she wasn't a member of the Feng Family to begin with, so no matter what they did to her, she would feel grateful. After all, they had raised her, given her a beauty, and even given her a home, she had nothing to complain about.

Feng Ziyan was different. Feng Ziyan was the bloodline of the Feng Family, and had a kinship with the Feng Family that could not be cut off. Any one of this disrespect was enough to break his heart. Their wedding had been arranged in defiance of the Feng family's arrangements, but they had received a marriage certificate. The Feng family did not force him to do anything about the wedding and just let him do what he wanted. But Feng Yanheng couldn't, no one was willing to agree if he said he wouldn't get married.

Feng Yanheng had already signed the marriage certificate with the man who still accepted the marriage, but she knew that it was impossible for Feng Yanheng to not get into the limelight. Lu Qingzhou put down his bowl and stepped onto the living room's carpet. Accompanied by the rustling sounds as they moved, he walked towards the balcony.

Dreaming Garden was located half an hour's drive away from the center of the city in the Rich District of Yishan City. At night, other than the sound of insects and the rustling of the mountain wind, there was no other noise. The dark night only had a few stars in the sky, lighting up the silence of the night sky.

She looked at the marquis on the balcony. A hint of scarlet was in front of her, and the light from the house reflected off his back. Only his silhouette could be seen clearly in the darkness. The little bit of scarlet was blinded by the wind, and the air was suffused with a faint smell of tobacco. She saw Feng Ziyan's hand reach for the scarlet spot, take it down, flick away the ash that had been blown away, and then it would never move again.

He stood silently under the night sky, the wind blowing against his face. Lu Qingzhou suddenly felt a pang in his heart. The loneliness and loneliness caused him to feel even more desolation.

Sad, when did this word appear on Feng Ziyan's body? When she saw him, she only felt a sense of aloofness and aloofness! He had never thought that he would also be lonely. But now, she realized that her true face had always been lonely.

If a person did not have a home, he would not be injured. However, if a person had a home, he would be even more lonely than if he had no home. That was a kind of cruelty.

"Go in, the wind will blow cold outside."

Feng Ziyan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out. He did not turn around, nor did he intend to move. Lu Qingzhou's steps became sluggish as she did not know what to say to comfort him. Normally, she would only cry and act pitiful to him in times of trouble, but in his heart, she could not help him at all.

"Sister Xia said that if you don't eat now, the food will get cold."

She thought for a moment and then said, "Sister Xia said that she was a little tired after working all day and wanted to finish the housework so that she could sleep earlier."

"Got it, go in."

In the darkness, Feng Ziyan's shoulders relaxed slightly. He turned around, half his face hidden in the shadows of the living room lights. The other half of his face was as handsome as ever.

Lu Qingzhou stood on the spot, waiting for him to come over. When he passed by her, Feng Ziyan suddenly pulled her hand. His hand was cold but strong. This action was like a fire in winter, warming Lu Qingzhou's heart. In an instant, tears filled her eyes.

It was unknown if Feng Ziyan had warmed Lu QingZhou's face or even the latter's face. Perhaps from the moment they held hands, they were destined to live forever.

Feng Ziyan returned to the dining table and swept away all the food on the table. In the end, she even drank two big bowls of soup. Seeing his good taste mouth, Lu Qingzhou's heart finally settled down.