Feng Yichen didn't know how long he had been sitting in the chair, all he knew was that the light in the study changed from bright to dark, and then from dark to bright again.

Those grievances and hatreds that he didn't know about had all turned into sinful debts.

Isn't it good to have one width and two widths?

Isn't everyone happy?

Why do we have to go this far?

If you like someone, don't you want to see her happy to feel at ease?

Feng Yichen stood up, staggered out of the study room, went downstairs, went to the wine cellar, and got very drunk.

When Feng Shaojin found him, Feng Yichen was lying on the stone slab, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were drunk, his mind was full of thoughts, and he was about to speak.

Feng Shaojin frowned, smelling the mellow smell of wine in the room, looking at the wine bottle rolled down on the ground, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Brother, what is it like to like someone?" Feng Yichen smiled, raised his hand and rubbed his head after a hangover, "Do you think about her occasionally, and wish her a good life?"

"Who are you talking about?" Feng Shaojin asked alertly.

"Heh!" Feng Yichen closed his eyes and shook his head: "I'll just ask."

His clothes were half open, and half of the head of the wooden doll hidden on his chest poked out.

Feng Shaojin narrowed his eyes, and grabbed the wooden doll in his hand.

"Give it back to me." Feng Yichen's heart flickered, even the drunkenness subsided by half, and he reached out to snatch it.

Feng Shaojin raised his hand, avoiding his attack, and saw clearly the lifelike face of the wooden doll.

It turned out to be Chu Yunyao!

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin gritted his teeth resentfully: "It's not good to like someone who is worthless, but I want to like Mo Lingyuan's woman!"

Feng Shaojin angrily threw the wooden doll back into Feng Yichen's arms, "If you are both a teacher and a friend, you will feel this way."

"Then what do you do to Mo Lingwei?" Feng Yichen took the wooden doll and held it in his palm like a treasure, "Since you like her, don't you want her to live well too?"

"This handsome doesn't just like Ling Wei." It was rare for Feng Shaojin to open his heart to the drunk Feng Yichen. He opened a bottle of wine and sat down beside Feng Yichen, his voice hoarse and exhausted: "You and How long has Chu Yunyao only been together?

From the very beginning, you knew that Chu Yunyao was the young wife of the Mo family, and it was impossible for you to have any results.

As for Chu Yunyao, she has deep affection for Mo Lingyuan, and she has never had the slightest affection for you.

Your feelings for Chu Yunyao can only go so far.

But I'm different from Ling Wei, I liked her from the beginning, and I just wanted to grow old together.

We've actually dated, and we've even started talking about getting married.

She should belong to me obviously, how do you let me watch her marry someone else, watch her have children for other men?

You will not understand! "

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Shaojin took another sip of wine: "A man in this world, whoever really owns her, will never let her go in this lifetime."

Feng Yichen's thin lips moved, revealing a wry smile, his voice was pale and feeble, "Brother, Ling Wei is pregnant!"

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Time and space seemed to stand still at this moment, Feng Shaojin thought he heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

"Mo Lingwei, she is pregnant for more than a month..."

Feng Yichen put down the wine bottle, not daring to look at Feng Shaojin's ecstatic expression.

From the moment he chose to deceive Feng Shaojin, he stood on the opposite side of Feng Shaojin, and could no longer gain Feng Shaojin's trust...

Feng Yichen couldn't imagine how desperate Feng Shaojin would be at the moment the lie was exposed, and how should he face it?