What do you want to hear?
Guan Feng sat with his legs bent, his body sideways, looking over from the doorway and no one knew what he was looking at.
He rested his hands lazily on his knees, and after a moment he slowly said, "Xiao Yan, what do you mean by doing something for me?"
His voice was deep, yet tinged with coldness.
Xiao Yan felt cold sweat on his back. Listening to his words, he seemed to see a sharp sword emitting a cold light in the night.
"No, no."
"I mean, you've done me a favor, so I have to repay you."
Guan Feng smiled and slowly stood up. "Yes, that's a good idea. We should be grateful and repay kindness, right?"
He picked up his coat, shook it twice in his hand, and put it in his arm. "I still have to go pick up my wife and take her home. I'll be leaving now."
"Take care."
Xiao Yan watched Guan Feng disappear through the doorway, a cold smile slanting from the corner of his mouth. "What are you pretending to be, you little bastard?"
Guan Feng stood at the door and didn't rush to leave. He lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed the sunshine falling on his body.
He was wearing a black sweater and dark suit pants.
The whole person stood there with an outstanding temperament.
Such a person cannot blend in with the crowd.
The driver drove over, straightened his clothes, trotted over to open the door, and respectfully let Guan Feng get in the car.
"Mr. Guan, my wife is in the hospital for a follow-up examination."
"Go and take a look."
He held his forehead with his hand, his headache coming back and causing waves of pain.
Inside the hospital.
Ouyang Lan was now in a state of embarrassment and numbness, with no light in her eyes. She stared blankly at a spot on the white wall, her gaze calm and cold.
The thin body cast a small shadow in the light.
The leather shoes landed on the ground, following the shadows.
Guan Feng's hand fell on her shoulder. Ouyang Lan subconsciously trembled with fear, "Who?"
Ouyang Lan suddenly looked up at Guan Feng, and suddenly, fear and terror swept over her eyes.
"Wife."
He called her again, and Ouyang Lan finally reacted, "Guan Feng."
Just as they were about to go in for inspection, Guan Feng pulled Ouyang Lan's hand and stood up, "It's our turn."
The doctors and nurses passing by recognized Guan Feng and Ouyang Lan.
"Mr. Guan really loves his wife."
"Yes, there are not many men who are gentlemen and take care of their families like this."
“It’s this background…”
"What can one's birth determine? Look at Jingrui and Song Yuchen, they are of noble birth. It's not like the red flag is flying at home and the colorful flags are flying outside."
"Too."
When Ouyang Lan heard their discussion, she felt that everything was extremely ironic.
The words they said were Guan Feng’s most beautiful masks.
Ouyang Lan stared coldly at the man beside her, "You got what you wished for."
His character is established, and he can stand on the moral high ground and accuse everyone.
Guan Feng seemed not to hear her words. He held her hand and said affectionately, "No matter what, honey, I will definitely find the best doctor for you. We must have confidence, okay?"
Ouyang Lan just smiled.
He actually hoped that he would go crazy or stupid, and that everything would go according to his plan.
Ouyang Lan calmed herself down.
She couldn't do that.
She had to endure it until she saw Guan Feng fall from the platform and his mask shattered.
Let everyone see how terrifying and hateful his true face is!
The couple had smiles on their faces, but they were both thinking about killing each other.
On the way back, Guan Feng asked the driver to go to the restaurant that Ouyang Lan often went to.
Ouyang Lan nodded and said yes, and also said thank you to her husband.
Guan Feng looked at her meaningfully.
This is best.
He needs a pendant or a plaything around him to maintain his image in front of the public.
Ouyang Lan was willing to do it, which would save him a lot of worry.
The two of them sat face to face, with lights, flowers and red wine, which was the atmosphere that Ouyang Lan liked.
Guan Feng even considerately cut the steak and placed it in front of her.
Ouyang Lan wiped her mouth and said, "Thank you, I'm done eating."
Guan Feng cut the steak and stared at the blood oozing out. "If a person dies, he will just be a pool of rotten meat."
He looked up and found Ouyang Lan staring at him while shaking her red wine glass. "What? Are you so eager for me to rot and die?"
"Guo Yao is dead."
Ouyang Lan stopped what she was doing and stared at Guan Feng after a moment.
Guan Feng leaned back with a smile on his face.
This smile was like a knife hanging over Ouyang Lan's head. She stared at Guan Feng quietly.
The skin on his face was trying his best to restrain himself.
The hands hidden under the table were clenched tightly.
The blue veins on her neck revealed her emotions, and Guan Feng looked at her as if he was admiring a great work of art.
"Are you scared?"
He actually knew all these things. Did he think he had something on me?
dream.
"What are you afraid of?"
Ouyang Lan drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp. "I would be afraid? Guan Feng, you still underestimate me."
Ouyang Lan slowly put down the red wine glass, "So now, what do you want me to do for you?"
"You know, I've always admired your intelligence."
"I will never let you down. Thank you for taking so much trouble to clear up this big mess for me."
Guan Feng lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers, letting the smoke rise slowly upwards. "Nothing I need your help with."
"I'm helping you deal with it because you're my wife."
Guan Feng slowly stood up and walked towards her, and considerately helped Ouyang Lan take her coat and put it in the crook of her arm, "Okay, let's go."
Ouyang Lan looked up at him.
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