Feng Zhenyang! My mind cleared up instantly. I paused for a moment and said in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"
"It's okay, I just miss you..." Feng Zhenyang was very calm, as if nothing unpleasant had ever happened between us, as if he had never returned to the Feng family chaebol, and he was as gentle as ever: "Shen Jiaying, I miss you so much."
I originally thought that Feng Zhenyang and I would never have any contact again, and I thought he would never contact me again. After all, he had made his choice, and I had also made my choice.
Now that he contacted me and said such words, I couldn't help but feel a little surprised and a little excited. However, reason overcame emotion. I paused for a while and said indifferently: "Feng Zhenyang, are you crazy?"
"Can you open the door first? I have something to tell you." Feng Zhenyang ignored my indifference and threatened me in an extremely gentle voice: "If you don't open the door, I will confess my love to you on Weibo now. Do you believe it?"
Tang Xiaomei said that everyone is shameless, it just depends on the circumstances. Feng Zhenyang is usually shameless enough, and since he announced his identity as the grandson of the head of the Feng family chaebol, he has become even more rampant, and he has made shamelessness his living.
He was clearly going to marry Qi Xiaoyu, but he still wanted to mess with me. If I hadn't been betrayed by Zhao Yicheng before, I probably wouldn't be able to let go.
Anyway, I am not a 17 or 18-year-old girl. I can still control myself in the face of Feng Zhenyang's tenderness and affection. What if I open the door? If I open the door, Feng Zhenyang can't eat me, let alone do anything extreme to me. If he really goes crazy and does something weird to me in my current state, he will be a beast.
Feng Zhenyang has always considered himself a handsome man with correct values. He thinks he is not a beast, not even a beast in human clothing. So I have nothing to be afraid of. As long as I know in my heart that being a mistress is wrong, I will not be afraid of meeting him.
I stumbled up from the sofa, took the key to open the door with one hand, put the phone to my ear with the other hand and warned Feng Zhenyang nervously: "Feng Zhenyang, don't mess around! I'll open the door now! But I tell you, I opened the door not because I still have feelings for you, I was threatened by you, don't think too much!"
I'm really afraid that Feng Zhenyang will do something stupid. When he goes crazy, he's as bad as Han Xiaoxiao. And his blood cells are extremely similar to Han Xiaoxiao's. They both like to take TV dramas seriously and take extramarital affairs as true love.
"Shen Jiaying, what's wrong with your face?" Feng Zhenyang threatened me to open the door by posting a confession on Weibo and said he had something to tell me, but after I opened the door, he asked about my face first.
I didn't want him to get involved in my business anymore, so I just brushed it off: "It's nothing, I accidentally scratched myself while filming, it will be fine in two or three weeks, if you have something to say, say it now, if you have something to say, fart now!"
"Tell me what happened to your face first. Which crew are you from? Who... who did it?" Feng Zhenyang completely forgot about his business. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Who did it? There's such a long cut. Tell me who did it! I'm going to beat him to death!"
I was a little speechless. Feng Zhenyang had a good temper, but he would easily lose his temper if someone bullied me. He said that he was being righteous. Before he broke through the wallpaper, I naively thought he was being righteous. It was not until now that I suddenly realized that he was not being righteous at all. Bullshit righteousness! He was clearly being tempted by her beauty.
But it was precisely because of his lust for me that I developed an attachment to him, and then it turned into a secret crush on him.
When I was in high school, the girls in my class poured water on my head while I was in the bathroom because I was poor, frustrated, and had to sit next to their idol Feng Zhenyang. They made me wet all over. They were so childish, just like I was in Meteor Garden.
I returned to the classroom in my wet school uniform, and Feng Zhenyang asked me what happened. I was a naive kid that year, and I never expected Feng Zhenyang to beat me up. Being honest, I told Feng Zhenyang everything, and I sounded very aggrieved. It was winter, and I was splashed with cold water. How could I not feel aggrieved
In the end, the girls in the class felt even more wronged. As a boy, Feng Zhenyang showed no gentlemanly manners at all, and even disregarded the friendship between classmates. He beat up the girls who poured cold water on me one by one...
The result was that Feng and I were sent to the office of the director of training, an old bald man whom the class called the Mediterranean. The Mediterranean trained Mr. Feng first, then me and then me, and finally together. And then you tell us, with a straight heart, that you can't fight, you can't fall in love early, it's dangerous to fall in love early .
The funny thing is, not long after that, the dean of discipline got a senior girl pregnant, and the senior girl's parents came to the school and beat her up. The dean of discipline's wife helped the senior girl's parents beat her up together, and the sound of "pa pa pa" was so loud that it echoed throughout Qinghe High School!
We have never seen the dean of discipline since that day. Lin Zhiquan from the class said that he saw the dean of discipline near Qinghecheng Station two years ago. The elderly dean of discipline was riding a tricycle under the scorching sun.
This has gone a bit off topic, but in short, Feng Zhenyang is very scary when he gets angry. When I was in high school, I developed inappropriate feelings for him because of his bad temper and the fact that he would beat people up for me.
Now I am also afraid that my emotions will outweigh my rationality, so I said to him coldly: "It has nothing to do with you who got hurt. If you have something to say, just say it quickly. Don't stand at the door all the time. It's not good for people to see you."
"Since you think it's not good to stand at the door and be seen by others, then you should invite me in for tea! Do you have a pig brain?" Feng Zhenyang thought he was very smart, and as he said this, he squeezed into my house.
I was so slow to react that I was too late to react. By the time he squeezed in, it was too late. I sat on the sofa, feeling very depressed, and retorted: "Oh, I want to treat you to tea. If you drink too much, Qi Xiaoyu should treat me to tea!"
To be honest, in the past, I would have been sullen in the face of Feng Zhenyang, but now, I seemed so calm when talking to him, as if we had never had that relationship. Apart from this way of getting along, I really didn't know how to face Feng Zhenyang.
I don't want him to think that I still care about him. Feng Zhenyang knows me too well. The more I hate him, the more I care about him. This little bit of care may not be a big deal now, but I can't guarantee that because of this little bit of care, I will become the third party in Feng Zhenyang's future marriage.
I hate third parties, so I naturally don't want to become a third party that everyone despises. So, I have to pretend that I don't care at all, and at the same time I have to keep reminding myself that Feng Zhenyang is engaged to Qi Xiaoyu, and even though he doesn't love her, they will become husband and wife in the near future.
Adhering to the quality of a good woman who is determined not to be a third party, I urged Feng Zhenyang regardless of the pain on my face, "If you have anything to say, say it quickly, and leave quickly after you're done. If Qi Xiaoyu brings another lunatic to kill me tomorrow, I'll drag you down with me even if I become a ghost!"
I tried to appear natural. The more natural I was, the less I would seem to care. After all, Feng Zhenyang and I had only been in a relationship for about a month. Besides, it had been so long, so it was normal for me to talk to him like this. Shen Jiaying, stay calm!
I raised my eyes and stared at Feng Zhenyang calmly: "Did you hear me? Hurry up and fart and leave! Don't meddle in other people's business!"
A man and a woman alone in the same room, even though I have comforted myself countless times, I am still nervous. But Feng Zhenyang, that bastard, saw through me at a glance. Not only did he see through me, but he also exposed me. His handsome and charming face was filled with danger: "Shen Jiaying, why are you so nervous? Will I eat it or something? Even if we break up, you can't treat me like a scourge! Besides, you were the one who dumped me!"
As for Feng Zhenyang's shamelessness, I can only say that he is even worse than Zhao Yicheng. I wanted to pretend, but now with his attitude, I can't pretend anymore. I couldn't help but reveal my true feelings. I was very resentful and angrily accused him: "Hey! Feng Zhenyang, you are engaged. You can't get rid of the engagement set by your family. You still come to provoke me. The most ridiculous thing is that you actually... want me to give you an underground lover after marriage! You think you are the emperor! If you are not flirting, you are in heat all day long! Who do you think I am?"
Oh, I am so angry! How could I know such a person? And I have been friends with him for more than ten years. I even had a crush on him! What's more infuriating is that when he was so shameless, I found that I still had feelings for him! This is simply terrible.
"You are the one I will spend my whole life with!" Even more terrifying, Feng Zhenyang said something shocking with a serious face: "I have made up my mind. I will not marry Qi Xiaoyu. I will also make it clear to her..."
"Then what about your parents?" Although I hoped from the bottom of my heart that Feng Zhenyang would do this, when he really wanted to do it, I was extremely worried, fearing that he would be hurt because of making this choice.
Feng Zhenyang spread his hands and said, "Although my father is a little older, it is not easy for my fifth uncle to do anything to him. Besides, there is also my grandfather. My fifth uncle dare not act rashly."
"But you didn't say that before!" If I remember correctly, Feng Zhenyang didn't say that before. Could it be... as Han Xiaoxiao said, the reason why he was threatened by his fifth uncle was not because of his parents, but... because of me. But I... what is there about me that is worthy of being threatened
However, Feng Zhenyang's serious face made me more convinced of what Han Xiaoxiao said. Since I asked this question, Feng Zhenyang's expression has gradually changed. He took a deep breath, hesitated to speak, and finally skipped my question and asked me: "Jiaying, if we are related by blood, I mean, if, would you mind?"
I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but I felt that Feng Zhenyang’s hands were shaking when he asked this question. (To be continued)