Lin Ruoxue's words made me feel uncomfortable. She did it on purpose, nakedly provoking me, and clearly mocking me for being a divorced woman. To be honest, based on her attitude and the look on her face when she went to the hospital that day, I couldn't help but wonder if she had an Oedipus complex, and she was in love with her cousin Feng Zhenyang.
I didn't want to answer her, but because of my disability and my own safety, I pretended not to see through her and answered her question very politely: "I have no connection with him, so I can't help you."
"Lin Ruoxue, why are you here? Grandpa is looking for you!" Just as Lin Ruoxue opened her mouth, Feng Zhenqing appeared at the door without her noticing, his face grim: "What do you want to do?"
Feng Zhenqing didn't beat around the bush at all, and spoke in a tone that made Lin Ruoxue want to hurt someone. Hearing this, Lin Ruoxue's face darkened, and she was extremely unhappy: "I saw that my sister-in-law was bored alone, so I chatted with her. What's wrong? Feng Zhenqing, can you stop looking at people with tinted glasses?"
"You know whether I look at people with tinted glasses or not. Don't use your innocence to hurt others." Feng Zhenqing had already stepped into the courtyard while speaking. His pair of eyes, as soft as a woman's, looked at me meaningfully, then turned his gaze to Lin Ruoxue and said indifferently, "You are not a child in your twenties anymore. Don't treat yourself as a child. Have you ever seen a child approaching his thirties?"
"You..." Lin Ruoxue's face suddenly turned pale, and she seemed to want to say something, but in the end she said nothing, and stood up and left angrily.
Feng Zhenqing crossed his arms and looked at Lin Ruoxue's back as she walked away for a moment, then turned back and smiled at me, "Sister-in-law, have a good rest. I'm leaving first."
I nodded slightly and smiled back, feeling deeply depressed. Is this Feng Zhenqing an enemy or a friend? From the first time we met, I noticed him because of his appearance and the different temperament from the other members of the Feng family, but I just felt that he felt different from the Feng family, and I never thought that he would help me again and again after entering the Feng family. Why would he help me? Could he be the only good guy among the bad guys in the legend? Maybe... Maybe, I think he looks kind.
I was naturally going to ask questions out of doubt. When Feng Zhenyang came in, it was already late. It was so late, he should have come back from dinner, so I didn't leave him any food. Anyway... he also disliked the food I cooked, and he also disliked the food the nanny cooked. In fact, he disliked anyone's food except what he cooked himself or his mother cooked, so I simply didn't leave him any food to avoid being ridiculed for my kindness.
So Feng Zhenyang stared at the table, looking around, and finally felt a sense of loneliness and desolation at the empty table.
Before he could speak, I quickly asked, "You came back so late, I thought you must have eaten, so I didn't leave any for you. If you're hungry, you can order takeout!"
"Shen Jiaying, you can't abuse me like this! You said I worked hard all day and came home, but I couldn't even have a hot meal!" Feng Zhenyang put down his briefcase, sat down on the chair next to me, pretending to be sad and complained to me: "Why do I feel like I'm not married even though I'm married!"
"You just realized it?" I laughed, "So you might as well get a divorce! Hurry up and find someone who can wash your clothes, cook for you and take good care of you! I can't do that!"
It's not that I can't do it. Although Feng Zhenyang dislikes the food I cook, I think I can still cook well. If it weren't for my inconvenience, I would have done what I should do. Even though I said that my marriage with Feng Zhenyang was just a formality, I would naturally do what I could.
But I didn't say that, so I deeply hurt Feng Zhenyang. He snorted coldly: "I see you took good care of Zhao Yicheng back then..."
"Feng Zhenyang, have you not been beaten for too long? Are you feeling uncomfortable both mentally and physically?" I interrupted him immediately when I heard Zhao Yicheng's name. To be honest, I really don't want to mention Zhao Yicheng now, and I don't really want to talk about feelings with Feng Zhenyang. If possible, I really wish I had never met these two people in my life. It would be fine for me to be an ordinary actor peacefully, but I just happened to meet them. Now I want to escape but I can't.
Since he couldn't escape me, I had no choice but to stay at home for now, but I was uncomfortable, so I shamelessly abused Feng Zhenyang. Feng Zhenyang's face changed from full of sorrow to full of resentment: "Look at me, look at me, I just mentioned it, and you have this attitude, it shows that you don't love me at all."
"Yes, I don't love you." I admitted it generously without any hesitation.
Feng Zhenyang was completely speechless. He felt bored, so he threw his coat onto the sofa in the living room and asked me, "Is there anything to eat in the refrigerator?"
"You really didn't eat?" I was suspicious. I thought he had come back from dinner, but now seeing how weak he looked, it seemed like he really didn't eat.
Then I actually felt a little guilty. I looked at him and lowered my voice, feeling a little guilty: "Feng Zhenyang, you really didn't eat?"
"What do you think?" He was very unhappy, and then walked towards the kitchen, muttering to himself as he walked: "What kind of woman did I find!"
"You found a vicious woman!" I shouted back. Feng Zhenyang often said, Shen Jiaying, you are just a mouth that doesn't forgive people. You obviously don't think so in your heart, but you have to say some infuriating words!
Feng Zhenyang was probably used to it, so I didn't get mad at him, but I was very depressed. In his words, he was exhausted and had to serve me when he got home.
I objected to this. We sat on the sofa. The TV was playing an idol drama that Feng Zhenyang had collaborated with a female star a long time ago. I stared at the TV without even looking at Feng Zhenyang. I angrily responded, "Did I ask you to serve me? I didn't ask you to serve me! Am I the ancestor? Your cousin is the ancestor! If it weren't for her, I would have been disabled!"
"Hey! Shen Jiaying, you can eat whatever you want but you can't say whatever you want! How did my cousin provoke you? It's okay if you're unhappy with me, but why do you blame her for your injured foot?" I've known Feng Zhenyang for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen Feng Zhenyang protect a girl like this. He really protects her.
That's right, Lin Ruoxue is his cousin, it would be strange if he didn't protect her! But I just feel uncomfortable, Lin Ruoxue is hostile to me! Even Feng Zhenqing can see it, how can Feng Zhenyang not see it
He was so protective of Lin Ruoxue that I felt uncomfortable and my attitude was very bad: "Haha, that's right! Your cousin is so nice, it's all my fault!"
I wanted to ask him something, but because I was angry, I didn't ask him. I also said something that most men don't like. In this comparison, I am a super femme fatale, and Lin Ruoxue is an innocent and lovely little white lotus.
"Shen Jiaying, it's not... I was wondering what's wrong with you today? Why are you going crazy for no reason?" Feng Zhenyang moved closer to me, confused and depressed, and then he suddenly realized: "Is it... Is it my cousin who said something unpleasant?"
"Oh, that's just how she is. She doesn't think before she speaks! But she's not a bad person." Feng Zhenyang obviously knew that Lin Ruoxue had said something unpleasant, but he still tried to protect her: "At least, compared to some people who smile at you on the surface but stab you in the back secretly, she is a very good person. She just has a bad mouth."
Ha! That's called naive? That's called a bit of a bad mouth? Is that a bit of a bad thing? That's clearly a provocation! A naked provocation! But what about Feng Zhenyang? He still said that she was naive, but she was not naive at all! She was sick! She had a serious brother complex.
I don't know why, but the more Feng Zhenyang protected her, the angrier I got. Maybe I really thought of Feng Zhenyang as my husband. I said a lot of unpleasant things at the time: "Yes! She is innocent! She is not bad! She innocently came to tell me how good you two were when you were little, and that you chose to live in this house after you got married because you two often came here when you were little!"
"She was so naive that she asked me how Zhao Yicheng was doing! She was so naive that she stabbed my foot with a nail and went to the hospital with you to see me as if nothing had happened. She was so naive! As naive as a scheming bitch!"
I was full of sex smell, and I bombarded Feng Zhenyang and Lin Ruoxue with a series of words: "I think she has a brother complex! You are not bad either! You are almost the same as her!"
Oh my god! What did I say? After I finished talking, I realized that I seemed to have said too much. At that moment, I suddenly realized that I might care about Feng Zhenyang more than I thought. It was because I cared too much that I was so angry.
I scolded Feng Zhenyang bitterly, and he looked at me with a frosty face, anger evident in his eyes: "Shen Jiaying, what nonsense are you talking about? What... what brother complex, how could you come up with that? Just a few words I said to you turned out to be a brother complex, can you be a little more filthy in your thoughts?"
"My thoughts are dirty? Yes, yes, yes! My thoughts are dirty, but your thoughts are clean. You and your cousin's thoughts are clean, okay?" He made me so angry that I almost cried. What did he say about me? He said that my thoughts were dirty!
I was just imagining things! I didn't want to think about it, but Lin Ruoxue's behavior and Feng Zhenyang's protection made it impossible for me not to think about it. I suddenly thought that maybe what Zhao Yicheng said was right. The Feng family was a pit of fire. This wealthy family was too complicated, from the identity of the people to the feelings of the people.
I had another fight with Feng Zhenyang. We had a fight last month and today we had another fight. It shows that we are not really suitable for each other. Feng Zhenyang said I was unreasonable, but I think it might be that I am not suitable for this huge family and I don’t understand their complicated relationship.
Feng Zhenyang thought I should understand. His face was livid. He grabbed the remote control from my hand and turned off the TV. He held my shoulders with both hands, as if he was suppressing his anger: "Shen Jiaying, can you stop being so unreasonable? I'm tired enough, and you still want to quarrel with me when I come home! Let me ask you, how did my cousin offend you that you have to say such ugly words? Can you say such words casually? Besides, I'm still your husband. Do you know what you are saying? And who told you that it was my cousin who caused you to prick your foot?"
I was so angry that I simply turned my head away and didn't answer him. Feng Zhenyang, that damned guy, immediately turned my head away, his eyes like sharp swords: "Is it Feng Zhenqing? Do you know who he is? Did you believe him when he said he was my cousin?" (To be continued)