Cheng Feng said it directly, but Yan Huaining's pupils instantly widened: "Why?"

Cheng Feng still had no emotion on his face, but a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Just... I am her husband."

"And... for Xiaota, this place is really harmful and has no benefits. You are a psychiatrist, and you should know better than me."

The six simple words, like countless small stones, were constantly smashing into his heart.

He was so distressed that he even sat down, his body was shaking, and he stared at Cheng Feng with his eyes wide open and he couldn't believe it.

His eyes were cold: "Although you have indeed taken care of Yang Yu for several years, and I am very grateful to you for taking care of her for several years, I hope you will not say anything casually in the future. Yang Yu will never marry you."

Cheng Feng tapped his hand on the table: "Nothing is absolutely absolute in this world. Yang Yu and I were an unmarried couple four years ago. If you hadn't suddenly inserted it, we might have been married four years ago. At that time, she had her father and mother who loved her, and Yang was her backing."

Cheng Feng said, slowly glanced at Yan Huaining: "Maybe... we will have one or two cute children."

"But now, it's not too late. We have a lifetime of time with Xiaotao."

Yan Huaining's facial lines were tightly tight, as if the next second, his anger was about to spread.

Cheng Feng shook his head lightly, stood up slowly, and put his hand into his pants: "I would never be able to joke about such a thing. If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate. We were already married four years ago."

Yan Huaining clenched his hands tightly. As soon as Cheng Feng finished speaking, he clenched his fists with both hands and punched him.

Cheng Feng frowned and did not fight back.

Yan Huaining punched again and punched several times in a row. It was not until Yang Yu's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and then he suddenly stopped.

"stop!"

When Yang Yu came out of the lounge, she saw Yan Huaining slamming Cheng Feng with her fist. She almost subconsciously and couldn't help but scream. Her mind went blank and she walked towards Cheng Feng directly.

He held his shaking body with his hand, turned his head, and looked straight at Yan Huaining with hatred.

After about ten seconds, he turned to look at Cheng Feng and asked with concern: "How are you? Do you want to go to the hospital? I'll call an ambulance."

Cheng Feng pulled his lips and looked at her dotingly: "You forgot that we are doctors? Okay, don't worry, I'm really fine, just help me in and rest."

"Yeah." Yang Yu nodded obediently and only looked at Yan Huaining for a while.

Her face was still a little pale, but her expression seemed to have recovered. Her black eyes were not as vague as before, and there was a strong sense of hatred.

Yan Huaining held his hands tightly, and he didn't even dare to talk to her. He could only watch her help Cheng Feng walk past him.

When passing by him, Cheng Feng curled his lips and looked at him, frowned, and instantly understood.

Cheng Feng just said those things to him on purpose and stimulated him.

This Chengfeng...
Chapter completed!