Feng Yu pretended to be fragile and unconfident, staring at An Lan.

"Really?"

In this way, An Lan completely forgot about the shyness in her heart. She had no doubt that the aloof Feng Yu would be so unable to withstand the blow. With her hands and feet in a panic, she just wanted to comfort Feng Yu.

"Well! Really, I will never leave you unless you let me leave."

No longer shy, An Lan firmly and solemnly told Feng Yu what he really thought in his heart.

She had never thought about leaving Feng Yu, she just considered whether he needed her. If he needed her, she would stay without hesitation. When he didn't, she would leave calmly. It was her active choice from beginning to end.

"I decided not to let you leave me."

Feng Yu's expression suddenly became serious, and he spoke in a serious voice with a slightly angry tone.

An Lan couldn't control Feng Yu's moodiness, so she had no choice but to follow his wishes.

"I trust you."

After saying this, Feng Yu was comforted. An Lan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She sighed helplessly, in fact, Feng Yu was quite like a childish child sometimes.

in the following days.

The Feng family plays out the same scene every day.

The business world is all-powerful and ruthless. Feng Yu, the overbearing CEO who always speaks the truth, chases his little wife around the house.

"An Lan, are you tired? How about we take a break."

Feng Yu had said this countless times.

Even good-tempered An Lan can't stand it now.

She slowly stood up from the yoga mat. As she got older and older, her waist became much heavier. The book said that proper exercise would help the child's birth, so An Lan practiced yoga seriously every day.

This made Feng Yu feel bad. Seeing An Lan's uncomfortable look, Feng Yu wanted to fast forward the time and quickly drag out the brat who was torturing An Lan.

Seeing An Lan stand up, Feng Yu quickly stepped forward and helped her up.

"You brat! If you torture my woman again, I will teach you a lesson when you come out!"

At this time, An Lan was completely angered by Feng Yu.

"If you say this, the baby will be sad."

After saying that, An Lan turned around and left without looking back. No matter how hard Feng Yu tried to admit his mistake, she was too stubborn to ignore him.

"I was wrong, An Lan, didn't I feel sorry for you? OK, OK, I won't talk about this brat."

Obviously Feng Yu didn't realize where he was wrong at all.

An Lan entered the room, closed the door hard, and quickly locked it, which was very painful for Feng Yu.

"An Lan, I was really wrong..."

Feng Yu's pitiful wailing sound spread to every corner of Feng Yu. The housekeeper and servants seemed to have been accustomed to this normal situation and were doing their duties normally.

"My wife has a good temper, but this time she seems to be really angry."

"No, who would have thought that the young master can talk so much. Now as soon as the young master comes out, the wealth at the door will run away."

"Guess how many days my wife will lock up the young master."
Chapter completed!