"But..." Feng Yuan immediately saw what he was thinking and, not one to miss a good show, added fuel to the fire, "A real man should chug a whole bottle, aren't you afraid of your wife?"
Feng Chi's eyes flashed coldly, as if afraid that his words would hit Wen Jiu's straight-male nerve, especially since he had just managed to calm him down!
Anyone could see that Feng Chi was on the verge of exploding in anger, and everyone at the table instinctively fell silent.
Shen Huaian glanced at Feng Yuan, whose smile was deepening, and silently lowered his head to eat his meat.
He appeared calm on the surface, but was actually panicking inside!
Good heavens! Where did my brother bring back such a crazy beauty?
Isn't anyone going to do anything about this?
Shen Qianshan glanced at Feng Yuan and continued peeling shrimp.
The charcoal fire was still burning, but the air conditioning on the table was quite strong.
[Oh my god, my wife was right, President Feng really is fierce!]
Seeing him smile so much in front of his wife, I almost forgot that President Feng is also a ruthless person.
[Nonsense, he's the big boss of the Feng Group, how could he lack presence?]
[Where are the brave warriors who were ready to draw their swords and President Feng- on? Come out and speak!]
[...]
"Why isn't anyone saying anything?" Wen Jiu found it amusing and countered Feng Yuan's question, "Are you all afraid of my wife?"
"..."
"Hahaha, I'm scared too!" Seeing everyone silent, Wen Jiu laughed until his stomach hurt, and said righteously, "What's wrong with a real man being afraid of his wife?"
Wen Xiaojiu patted her chest proudly. "A man who isn't afraid of his wife isn't a good man!"
"..."
[Yes, that's fair and to the point.]
[This little idiot, does he still think he's the dominant one? [laughing and crying emoji]]
[Well, as expected of my wife, even President Feng couldn't help but laugh, hahaha]
From towering icebergs to endless spring rivers, all you need is a silly wife [doge emoji]
Feng Yuan: "Pfft!"
Hahaha! That's hilarious! It's so funny!
"I think I understand now why so many people like you."
Feng Yuan suddenly moved closer, meeting the man's cold gaze with a light laugh, her red lips parting slightly, "Just... be careful with your food."
"Hmm? What's dirty?" Wen Jiu blinked, looking down in confusion. "Is it the alcohol on your clothes?"
"No, my dear prince."
Feng Yuan ruffled the innocent kitten's hair, showed him his calloused palms, and smiled meaningfully, "They're hands."
Wen Jiu:???
Is he really drunk?
Otherwise, how could they not understand human speech?
Feng Chi's expression was cold and deep, and he subtly tightened his grip.
Something dirty... It's from the same organization as Feng Yuan, so it can only be the person I've been looking for.
Moreover, this person had contact with Wen Jiu, or more accurately, they had touched hands.
Feng Chi narrowed his phoenix eyes, his gaze gradually turning dangerous.
Gu Xun.
Having spent years walking the line between life and death, Feng Yuan saw through the cold rage in the man's eyes at a glance. He shrugged casually, drank his wine, and sat back down next to Shen Qianshan.
Shen Qianshan continued feeding the animals expressionlessly, "He knows."
"Yes, but I still don't understand." Feng Yuan said casually, "I'm very curious; something very interesting must have happened between them."
She couldn't let Wen Jiu know, yet it was closely related to him.
Shen Qianshan reminded him helplessly, "Being too curious isn't good."
Based on his understanding of Feng Chi, he wouldn't have hidden the truth from Wen Jiu unless it was too tragic.
If the past weren't so heavy, why would one remain silent about their beloved?
Feng Yuan understood the unspoken meaning in his words and silently looked at the two of them.
Feng Chi gently but forcefully removed the wine bottle from Wen Jiu's hand. Wen Jiu was not happy and looked aggrieved as she scolded him, asking if he hated her when she was drunk and thought she was embarrassing.
"How could that be? I like you so much, I like you no matter what."
Feng Chi spoke, his thin lips brushed against the boy's ear, and he whispered, "You're just too adorable; I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
"You forgot about last time..."
Wen Jiu slowly recalled the events, her face growing increasingly hot.
"I..." Wen Jiu stammered, pushing the bottle away hastily, her ears burning, "Fine, I won't drink it anymore..."
Feng Chi chuckled softly again, picked up a beef skewer, and held it to his lips. "Sweetie, let's eat this."
"Oh." Wen Jiu her mouth and mumbled softly, "Fine."
The man was clearly smiling, but Feng Yuan still sensed a sadness hidden in his eyes.
She calmly withdrew her gaze and said to Shen Qianshan, "I know what I'm doing."
Early morning, Imperial Residence.
Wen Jiu lazily turned over in her sleep, unconsciously reaching out and groping around on the bed.
There were no dolls, and no Feng Doggy.
What's even more uncomfortable is that my arms feel particularly heavy today, and it's difficult to even lift them.
Wen Jiu frowned impatiently and mumbled indistinctly, " Feng Chi..."
I scratched my head, struggled to wake up from my dream, and sat up.
However, the next second, he was pulled back by a strong force.
Wen Jiu:?
With her peach-blossom eyes blinking in a daze, Wen Jiu glanced left and right at the chains binding her limbs, remaining silent for several minutes.
The brain hasn't fully rebooted yet.
"I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming..." Wen Jiu muttered to herself before closing her eyes again, her sleeping face peaceful and serene. "There must be something wrong with how I woke up."
I'll wake up again!
Feng Chi, who had been watching the sounds coming from the bed:...
Another ten minutes or so passed, so long that Feng Chi thought he had fallen asleep.
Just as I was about to go over to check, I saw the person on the bed suddenly jump up, making the chains rattle.
His voice, hoarse from just waking up, roared with earth-shattering force, " Feng Chi, you dog!"
"How dare you treat your father like that! Come out here! I'll beat you until you beg for mercy on your knees!"
"Nonsense! Pervert!!!"
Wen Jiu thought to herself that she hadn't done anything wrong last night, just had some barbecue and drank two bottles of wine... and she hadn't acted out while drunk!
How did I end up here when I woke up?!
They even dared to chain me up?!
Unable to get a word in edgewise, Feng Chi sighed silently and stood up, "Wife..."
"Who's your wife?" Wen Jiu glared at him. "Get your father untied!"
What's wrong with you so early in the morning?!
Despite his wife's extreme rage, Feng Chi bent his knuckles and tapped the safe.
One sentence immediately diverted Wen Xiaojiu's attention. "Do you know what's in here?"
Wen Jiu struggled to recognize it for a few seconds, feeling it looked very familiar.
"I've seen it before?"
Feng Chi fingerprint recognition, the cabinet door was opened, and an agreement was slowly and deliberately taken out.
Unfolding the document, familiar large characters came into view.
Marriage Agreement
Wen Jiu:...
It's really no wonder Wen Jiu was slow to react. When she first saw this agreement, Wen Jiu was like this: OO
This is what he looks like now:(:-I
At this moment, Wen Jiu especially wanted to post on the forum to solicit opinions from various famous doctors in the martial arts world.
What should I do if my wife is disobedient and always acting crazy? Will beating her cure her?
I need help urgently.
"Article Seven of the Marriage Contract: Party A is not allowed to expose any flesh in front of anyone other than Party B, including but not limited to abs, thighs, waist..."
Before she knew it, the man started reading the contents of the agreement again. Wen Jiu dazed and confused, and for a moment she thought she had traveled back to when she first arrived.
Otherwise, Party B has the right to withhold Party A's ginseng.
Feng Chi spoke calmly and deliberately, closing the agreement after reading it aloud. His expression was as serious as if he were reading a verdict. "That's all."
Wen Jiu:¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿
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He's started again! He's started setting another trap for his wife! Hahaha!