Chapter 30 Son, you are a mistress!
After Feng Yizhou's words, everyone present subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves finally relaxed.
After the meal, Feng Yizhou’s face was filled with extraordinary satisfaction.
Normally, he is very restrained in his diet and never lets himself eat too much.
But this time, it was as if he was cast under a magical spell. His eyes were full of greed for the food and he couldn't stop at all.
But after a while, the food on the table was swept away as if by a whirlwind, and every plate was eaten up.
Seeing this, Nan Zhiyu pouted playfully, stared at the empty plate, and muttered softly, "I only ate one piece of the sweet and sour pork ribs, and the rest went into his stomach."
Feng Yizhou didn't think so. The meal put him in a very good mood, with joy all over his face.
He was even considerate enough to let Jiang Mu go home and rest, which was rare.
The moment Feng Yizhou walked in, Nan Zhiyu keenly noticed that the man looked at Li Ruochu differently.
There seemed to be a hint of a different emotion hidden in those eyes, which flashed by.
Afterwards, after Jiang Mu finished packing up quickly, Nan Zhiyu followed him out of Li Ruochu's house like a happy little bird, skipping and jumping.
Before leaving, she turned around and blinked at Li Ruochu, with a sly smile on her face, and said softly, "Sister, I'm going on a date, you should have a good rest at home."
"Nan Zhiyu, are you doing this on purpose?" Now that Feng Yizhou didn't say he was leaving, as the owner of the house, it naturally didn't make sense for her to chase him away.
As Nan Zhiyu walked out, she turned around, raised her eyebrows, and responded with a smile: "Sister, the one who is close to the water gets the moon first!"
After saying that, he gently and considerately helped Li Ruochu close the door.
At this time, Feng Yizhou was sitting on the sofa, his body straight, his legs elegantly crossed, his eyes like a scorching light, staring straight at Li Ruochu.
Li Ruochu felt extremely embarrassed when he looked at her, and her cheeks instantly became hot, as if they were being burned by fire.
She lowered her head in panic, and then rushed into the kitchen to wash the dishes like a frightened deer.
This is clearly my home, why do I feel like a thief?
As Li Ruochu was thinking, he turned around and glanced at Feng Yizhou, who was sitting on the sofa fiddling with his phone.
The slender fingers slid lightly across the screen, and every move revealed an innate elegance. No matter what she did, she seemed to maintain that kind of elegance that made people unable to take their eyes off her.
Seeing this, Li Ruochu also speeded up his movements.
However, when she came out of the kitchen after cleaning up, she was surprised to find Feng Yizhou asleep on her sofa!
His head was tilted slightly to one side, his eyes were closed, and his long lashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids.
The breathing was even and slow, as if falling into a sweet dream.
Li Ruochu looked around subconsciously. This was his home after all. It was really inconvenient for him to sleep here with a single man and a single woman in the same room.
But if we wake him up at this moment, it would be very awkward if Mr. Feng, who usually looks aloof and noble, gets grumpy.
Li Ruochu bit her lower lip, hesitated for a long time, and finally decided not to disturb him.
She tiptoed back to her room, taking every step carefully, for fear of making any noise and waking up the sleeping Feng Yizhou.
After taking out the blanket, she tiptoed towards the sofa, half squatted down, and gently covered Feng Yizhou with the blanket, carefully tucking in the corners.
The breeze outside the window blew slowly through the gauze screen, bringing with it a hint of warmth, gently caressing Li Ruochu's face, making her feel a little sleepy.
However, Li Ruochu had no intention of sleeping.
She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and turned to walk towards the study.
She wants to prepare a divorce agreement. She must take not a cent less than what belongs to her, and not a cent less than what does not belong to her!
She only hoped that Shen Yubai would sign the agreement happily so that she could completely break free from the shackles of this miserable marriage.
Two hours passed quietly, and Feng Yizhou woke up slowly on the sofa.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes and saw the blanket covering his body. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile unconsciously.
He picked up his phone and saw that his mother Luo Jingyun's message was still before bedtime. Without thinking, he sent a picture of the delicious food that Li Ruochu had just made.
His fingers tapped briskly on the screen: "How about finding you a daughter-in-law who is good at cooking?"
Just moments after the message was sent, Luo Jingyun responded with a shocked expression, followed by a sentence: "Son, are you bi?"
Feng Yizhou, who was originally happy to share his good mood, had his smile froze on his face when he saw the message from his mother.
Without saying a word, he put his mother on the blacklist.
A minute later, Feng Yizhou's father's WeChat profile picture started to move, and a message popped up: "Son, show me what the child looks like!"
There were a few cute emoticons at the end of the message.
It goes without saying that this was definitely sent by Luo Jingyun using Feng's father's cell phone.
Feng Yizhou shook his head slightly, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and replied: "Let's wait for a while. His family still doesn't agree with us being together."
"What? There are still people who look down on our Feng family? Son, if anyone in her family disagrees, do you want mom to help you solve it?"
Luo Jingyun sent another message, and the words were full of urgency.
Feng Yizhou sighed helplessly, and his fingers slowly typed out two words: "Her husband!"
After the message was sent, the other party was silent for a long time and there was no reply.
Just as he was about to turn off his phone, a dialog box popped up again: "Son, are you a mistress?"
Although Feng Yizhou was reluctant to admit it, Li Ruchu had not yet divorced.
When I think about it carefully, it seems that what my mother said is not wrong.
After hesitating for a long time, he slowly typed the word "hmm" on the screen.
After sending it, Feng Yizhou sighed softly and threw the phone casually on the sofa.
Perhaps hearing the slight noise outside, the door of the study room shook slightly and Li Ruchu walked out.
"Mr. Feng, you're awake!" The voice was as gentle as the spring breeze.
"Yeah." Feng Yizhou stood up quickly upon hearing the voice, straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, and his originally lazy posture instantly became straight, and his face returned to its usual calm and cold look.
"Then do you want to go home?" Li Ruochu tilted his head slightly, looking directly at Feng Yizhou, with a hint of inquiry in his tone.
Hearing this, Feng Yizhou's originally upturned mouth corners instantly drooped.
He was in a good mood, but at this moment he felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over his head, and the chill spread from the bottom of his heart.
He frowned slightly: "Secretary Li is so unwilling to see me?"
“No, no, no,” Li Ruochu waved his hands in panic, waving them in the air as if to dispel Feng Yizhou’s misunderstanding. “I think that inviting you to dinner before has disturbed your work. In fact, if Mr. Feng is willing, you can stay here for dinner!”
Feng Yizhou looked at Li Ruochu's eager explanation, and the haze in his heart instantly dissipated a lot. He smiled again and said, "Since Secretary Li has invited me so kindly, I can't refuse!"
Having said that, he sat down firmly on the sofa again, as if he really intended to stay for dinner.
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