Feng Family.

An Lan sat alone in front of the wide dining table, with rich and nutritious dishes in front of her.

She had long been accustomed to eating lonely supper alone, but An Lan was vaguely looking forward to Feng Yu's appearance in her heart, but the more she waited, she realized how ridiculous she was. Feng Yu was just doing some small things that aroused ripples in her heart on a whim.

Perhaps Feng Yu had forgotten it long ago, but he was stupid and unforgettable.

The delicious chicken soup also became dull because of An Lan's sadness.

The maids serving the side couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"I thought the young master changed his mind, but it seemed like it was just a flash in the pan."

"No, I didn't react for a while when the young master suddenly cared about his wife. I thought the young master was looking for Miss Mai."

"The news is that the young master will take Miss Mai to the reception tonight."

"Yeah!"

......

The maids' private gossip came into An Lan's ears without saying a word. She was like a wooden man, listening to their enthusiastic discussion without expression.

It was just a result that could be predicted, so what was there to be sad about her? An Lan quietly put down the bowls and chopsticks and walked back to her room silently.

When the maid went to clean up, I realized that the wife, who usually had a small bowl of rice, seemed to have only eaten a few small bites today, and only drank half a bowl of chicken soup, not to mention the dishes, as if she had never touched it.

I guess the wife was sad. The maid sighed silently and began to clean up the dining table neatly.

A cocktail party.

The exquisite boys and girls were wearing brilliant clothes and wearing masks of different styles. Mailinlin secretly found that everyone's eyes seemed to be gathering on her, which further enhanced her confidence. She must be the one who thought she was overwhelming.

But I never noticed that the men wearing different masks had a vulgar gaze in their eyes, and they all wanted to taste the first taste of the deliciousness.

Just then, the lights snapped and turned off.

In the darkness, Mailinlin was pulled by a powerful force, thinking it was Feng Yu, and she asked in a tentative voice.

"Feng Yu, is it you?"

But the other party smiled coldly, and then Mailinlin discovered the man's hand... She was so painful that she could only make a muffled sound.

A click.

The lights in the venue light up again.

Only then did Mailinlin see clearly that she was surrounded by three or four strange men, and the people around her were doing the same thing. The women seemed to be numb and did not resist. She was the only one who was desperately calling for help.

"Ah! You actually bit me!"

The man slapped Mailin, who was rebelling, and slapped her with great strength, making the corners of her mouth look bloody.

"I am Feng Yu's woman, you can't treat me like this! Let me go! Let me go!"

Mailinlin, who was completely imposing, was so scared that she tried her best to call for help. She kept shouting Feng Yu's name during the interruption, but no one stopped moving.

The man clamped Mailin's chin with a hard force, a hint of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice like a warning.

"No one can save you!"

Maillin Linlin could not think of what kind of person Feng Yu was. Without his consent, how dare these disgusting men around her touch her? She kept crying but no one paid attention to it.

Outside the cocktail party.

Feng Yu threw away the gray mask with great disgust. If it weren't for the punishment of Mailinlin, how could he have come to such a disgusting place? But after entering here, it would be impossible to get out.

To solve the difficult trouble of Mailinlin, Feng Yu couldn't wait to return home, wanting to see if his pure and lovely wife has improved her today.

"Young Master."

The maid greeted him respectfully and stepped forward to take the young master's coat.

"Where is the wife? How is she doing today? Have you had a good meal?"

Feng Yu asked in a deep voice without stopping.

"Go back to the young master, the wife is in the room. The wife didn't eat a few bites of dinner, maybe she didn't have the appetite."

The clever maid secretly wrote down what happened to her wife, just to ask her about her wife for fear that the young master would rise again.

I thought the young master would not come back with Miss Mai, but I never thought that the young master seemed to really care about his wife.

"How can you not eat?"

Feng Yu looked worried and murmured to himself in a low voice. Then he ignored everyone and came to Anlan's room.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

"An Lan, can I come in?"

An Lan, who lay down quietly but couldn't sleep, was frightened by the sudden knock on the door, but she still couldn't get used to Feng Yu who often looked for her.

Did Mailinlin say something and come to vent her? An Lan felt a little scared in her heart. She hugged her belly, feeling a little unwilling to face Feng Yu, afraid that he would slander the child with cold words.

Feng Yu really couldn't wait patiently, so he opened the door and strode towards Anlan.

Seeing him walking towards him with great momentum, An Lan reflexively lowered his head and closed his eyes.

"Don't you feel comfortable? Have you eaten so little dinner, are you hungry?"

Feng Yu thought An Lan was uncomfortable, so he looked concerned and stepped forward and asked softly.
Chapter completed!