Chapter 249 He Has a Trump Card

Yan Feng lowered his eyes and said, "I hid it from you. I didn't abort the child, but I had my own reasons."

Jiang Ciyou's face was calm: "You don't need to explain to me about the child. After all, the child is innocent, and I don't want to commit a sin. I just hope that after the child is born, you two will be qualified parents."

Yan Feng's eyes seemed to flash with a hint of surprise: "So, you forgive me for the child's matter."

Jiang Ciyou just thought it was funny: "Yan Feng, given our current relationship, can we talk about forgiveness or not?"

"Xiaoyou, are we not even friends now?"

Jiang Ciyou looked at him sarcastically: "Of course not. If I become friends with someone who is a habitual liar and has betrayed me time and again, then all the tears I shed and the suffering I endured in the past would be what I deserve."

The look in Yan Feng's eyes dimmed a little bit.

"It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me, Xiaoyou. I just want you to understand that Xia Ling and I got married because she forced us to do so. I don't love her at all. You are the only one in my heart now."

Jiang Ciyou looked at him with amusement: "Yan Feng, are you crazy? Who told me that you only loved Xia Ling? If you had been consistent, I would have respected you as a romantic. Now Xia Ling's baby is already seven months old, and you come to tell me these things. The word shameless is not enough to describe you."

Yan Feng was humiliated by what Jiang Ciyou said.

Especially the contempt and disdain in Jiang Ciyou's eyes deeply hurt him.

But he was not as angry and upset as before.

He looked like a frost-bitten eggplant: "I know you look down on me. You looked down on me before, and you look down on me even more now."

He looked up blankly and stared at Jiang Ciyou: "But Xiaoyou, every word I said to you today came from my heart."

Yan Feng said, "In fact, for so many years, I have always felt inferior to you. You are better than me in every way. You are like a beam of light wherever you go, attracting everyone's attention. You may not believe it, but from childhood to adulthood, I have always lived in your halo and shadow. In front of you, I always feel ashamed of myself. I feel inferior to the dust."

"Even after college, when we fell in love, I was still afraid of you. I felt like I couldn't control you. I was always worried that you would meet a boy who was better than me, and that you would fall in love with someone else. Back then, Xia Ling used a diary to stir up a relationship between us, but I didn't even have the courage to confront you."

Yan Feng's eyes were filled with regret: "This is the thing I regret most in my life."

Jiang Ciyou was unmoved: "Why are you telling me this now?"

Yan Feng grabbed Jiang Ciyou's hand and said, "So, I want to be brave for once, I want to follow my heart and tell you everything in my heart. Xiaoyou, you and I have been together since we were born. We have been together for twenty years. How many twenty years can we have in a lifetime?"

"I don't believe you have no feelings for me at all. Can you give me a year? No, three months. Three months is enough. I will definitely divorce Xia Ling and cut off all ties with her."

Yan Feng knelt down directly.

He rested his forehead on the hand holding Jiang Ciyou: "Don't be angry with me, come back to me, okay? I love you, Xiaoyou. Now I know how much I love you. For so long, you have been in my mind day and night."

Yan Feng almost burst into tears: "I really hope we can go back to the past. If possible, I will definitely beat up the old Yan Feng. Xiaoyou, come back to me, okay, okay?"

Jiang Ciyou was not moved.

She looked down at Yan Feng.

Then he pulled his hand away and slowly took two steps back.

"Yan Feng, I have said everything that needs to be said. Please stop acting out your own feelings here."

"Late love is worth less than grass. If you really regret it, take good care of your wife in the future. Both of you should stop bothering me."

After Jiang Ciyou finished speaking, he opened the door and planned to leave the private room.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Bo Jinxiu.

When Bo Jinxiu saw Jiang Ciyou, he hurried over.

At this time, Yan Feng also chased out from inside.

"Xiaoyou, don't go..."

Before he could finish, Yan Feng saw Bo Jinxiu's stern face.

Bo Jinxiu glanced at Yan Feng's face and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yan Feng didn't say anything. He wanted to see how Jiang Ciyou would answer this question.

He even hoped that Jiang Ciyou would not explain.

If Bo Jinxiu misunderstood, he would feel better.

Jiang Ciyou said nonchalantly, "He just confessed his love to me in there."

Yan Feng: “…”

After listening to this, Bo Jinxiu's eyes turned colder when he looked at Yan Feng.

There were still traces of tears on Yan Feng's face.

Seeing Bo Jinxiu's cold eyes, I felt a chill down my spine.

"It seems that Master Yan still has too little to do. The work report must be 5,000 words every day, not a single word less."

After saying that, he walked straight to Jiang Ciyou and put his arms around Jiang Ciyou's waist.

The voice suddenly became much softer: "Wife, let's go home."

Bo Jinxiu called her "wife" naturally and intimately.

It is hard to imagine that these two words came out of the mouth of the abstinent and cold Bo Jinxiu.

Jiang Ciyou was disturbed by his shouting.

The tip of my heart felt like it was scratched by a feather.

She raised her hand, naturally touched Bo Jinxiu's chin, and said, "Let's go, husband."

It was the first time that Jiang Ciyou called her husband.

Bo Jinxiu's body visibly stiffened for a moment.

Then, looking into the depths of Jiang Ciyou's eyes, there was a hint of joy that seemed to be overflowing.

The two left hand in hand.

Yan Feng looked at the two people's backs and stood there in a daze for a long time.

The two of them seemed so well-matched, as if they were meant for each other.

The happier they looked, the more upset Yan Feng felt.

He has been convincing himself for so long.

Since Jiang Ciyou is happy now, don't disturb her.

But he is not a saint.

He endured it for so long, but the moment he saw her, his rationality collapsed.

He said out loud all the words that he had buried deep in his heart, but all he got in return was her contempt and indifference.

She is no longer the Jiang Ciyou of the past.

He eventually lost her.

Yan Feng lowered his eyes, his heart aching.

But soon, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes again.

He still has a trump card, doesn't he?

A trump card that is enough to make Jiang Ciyou return to him willingly.