Chapter 320 What is decadent?
The next day.
Jiang Ciyou went to Yan's house.
Xia Ling and Yan Feng's child stayed in an incubator for two weeks.
Just picked it up yesterday.
Feng Yuping has also been in a complicated mood recently.
Xia Ling was not satisfied with anything.
But I never thought she would die.
Now the man is dead and leaves behind a child.
The child was born without his mother.
It’s pitiful just thinking about it.
And this time Yan Feng seemed to have been hit hard.
During this period of time, I have been locking myself in the room.
He even refused to come out to eat.
Feng Yuping saw that Jiang Ciyou had a lot to say.
"How could I have given birth to a son like Afeng? It's been so many days, but he's still listless. He sleeps in his room every day, and when he wakes up, he drinks until he's completely drunk. He lives like a useless person."
Jiang Ciyou also felt complicated after hearing this.
"Maybe he hasn't recovered yet. Give him some more time."
Jiang Ciyou could only comfort her.
Yan Feng had said before that he was deceived by Xia Ling.
Xia Ling also drugged him, threatened him, and took advantage of him.
He wanted to strangle Xia Ling to death.
But after Xia Ling passed away, he behaved out of character and looked heartbroken.
Perhaps only Yan Feng himself knows what kind of feelings he has for Xia Ling.
Feng Yuping also sighed: "I know he is sad, but he is a man, and a man should hold up the sky, not to mention that he is a father now."
"Do you know what makes me angry? He hasn't visited Xiaobao for such a long time, not even once."
This actually surprised Jiang Ciyou.
Yan Feng had never visited the child when he was in the hospital before.
After the child came back, he didn't even look at it.
Is he afraid that the scene will bring back memories and remind him of Xia Ling when he sees the child?
Jiang Ciyou felt that it was not right.
Jiang Ciyou went to the baby room.
The Yan family hired two nannies to take care of the child.
When Jiang Ciyou went in, the confinement nanny had just finished feeding the baby and the baby had already fallen asleep.
Jiang Ciyou and Feng Yuping walked to the side of the crib.
Looking at the baby in the bed.
He has gained a little weight and looks a lot whiter than when I saw him in the hospital last time.
But it still looks thin and small.
Feng Yuping sighed repeatedly, "This child is so well behaved. He eats and then sleeps, wakes up and then eats. He doesn't cry or make a fuss. He's not annoying at all. He's truly an angel baby."
Looking at the baby's profile, Feng Yuping couldn't help but smile.
Before, because she didn't like Xia Ling, she thought that even if the child was born, it would have nothing to do with her.
There was no way she could help take care of it.
But now, looking at this lively little baby, its little arms, legs and face, my heart melts at a glance.
Feng Yuping likes it very much.
When I was in the hospital, I went to see him every day.
Now that I have it home, I can’t let it go.
Although she hired two nannies, as a grandmother, she did many things herself.
Jiang Ciyou stretched out his fingers and touched the flesh on the child's cheek.
Although she is thin, she still has two little balls on her cheeks, which is very cute.
"Has the baby been named yet?"
Feng Yuping shook his head. "Leave the naming to Afeng. As a father, he can't really ignore him. Go and scold him later. What we said is useless. Maybe he will listen to you."
Jiang Ciyou didn't say anything.
Just looking at the quiet little face in the cradle.
The child is no longer the wrinkled one he was when he was born.
Although she still looks thin and small, she looks much better now.
Moreover, the child's skin was extremely white, as if it had been soaked in milk.
"Not like Xia Ling, but a bit like Yan Feng."
Jiang Ciyou looked at the face carefully.
Although he is still very young, he was born with a high nose bridge, and you can see some of Yan Feng's shadow.
Feng Yuping was quite happy to hear this.
"Yes, he looks a lot like Feng when he was little. This child is really cute. His nose and mouth are like Feng's, but those eyes, on the contrary..."
Feng Yuping almost couldn't brake.
She wanted to say that he was somewhat similar to Jiang Ciyou.
She didn't know why either.
Jiang Ciyou grew up under her nose.
When she was a child, she wanted a daughter, so she was very rare.
Of course, she still remembered what Jiang Ciyou looked like when he was just born.
When the child opened his eyes, he looked a bit like Jiang Ciyou when he was a child.
Feng Yuping felt that this was fate after all.
But she was afraid that if she said it out loud, Jiang Ciyou would think too much.
After all, she is now married and has a family, and has drawn a clear line between herself and Yan Feng.
So this kind of thing can't be said casually.
Feng Yuping smiled faintly: "Her eyes are a bit like Xia Ling's, big, watery eyes, and look very innocent."
Jiang Ciyou didn't know why, but when he looked at the child, his heart felt weak.
But I feel sad for some reason.
Jiang Ciyou stayed in the baby room for a while and then went out.
She had already said goodbye and was about to leave.
As he was walking, he happened to pass by Yan Feng's room.
Jiang Ciyou stopped unconsciously.
Finally, I knocked on the door a few times.
There was no response from inside the door.
Jiang Ciyou pushed the door open directly.
Yan Feng was lying on the ground.
Wine bottles were scattered all over the floor.
The room also smelled of alcohol and tobacco.
Jiang Ciyou walked in straddling the wine bottles.
I saw Yan Feng lying on the ground, motionless.
Jiang Ciyou kicked his arm with her high heels: "Have you had enough?"
Yan Feng's eyes were already open.
His expression was just numb.
"Yan Feng, Xia Ling is dead. The dead cannot be resurrected. Cheer up and move on."
"Don't forget, you had a child before, and the child has no mother anymore. Don't you care about him?"
"Yan Feng, you are not a child anymore. You can't shut yourself off and hide in your shell when you encounter setbacks."
No matter what Jiang Ciyou said, Yan Feng remained motionless.
Jiang Ciyou finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He grabbed Yan Feng's collar and dragged him into the bathroom.
Then he turned on the shower and poured the cold water all over Yan Feng's face.
"Yan Feng, are you really a man? You've been like this since you were a child. When you encounter a little setback, you become devastated."
"What's the point of being like this? Do you know that Sun Hao, the shooter, is also dead? Do you know that someone hired a killer and Xia Ling took the bullet for me? You're just being dejected. Have you ever considered that the real killer of Xia Ling is still at large?"
"You don't care about anything. You don't want to avenge Xia Ling. You only care about your own feelings. You don't even want to take care of the child."
"Yan Feng, you are a selfish and incompetent man."
Ice-cold water poured down on Yan Feng's head.
Yan Feng shuddered with cold.
But there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
After a long while, he finally asked, "Who wants to kill you?"
Jiang Ciyou didn't expect Yan Feng to care about her first.
Seeing that Yan Feng had become much more sober, Jiang Ciyou turned off the water valve.
She said calmly: "Jiang Xiaoxiao."
A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Feng's eyes.
Jiang Ciyou continued, "I won't let her go. Just wait and see what happens to her. Xia Ling's death will not be in vain."
"So, please cheer up and stop looking so half dead. Also, didn't you say you hated Xia Ling for lying to you, for persecuting you, and that you wanted to strangle her to death? Now that she's really dead, isn't that just what you wished for? What are you so depressed about?"
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