Flash marriage love: Feng Shao, deep routine!

Chapter 8 Are we even a little bit alike?

Qiao Yiran heard the other party proudly showing off, and probably had a choice in his heart——

Qin Feiyu.

On her wedding night, the female celebrity who had been rumored to have an affair with Feng Yuchen.

Sure enough, after the other party finished listing Feng Yuchen's love and favor for her, he reported his family and gave him an ultimatum.

"If you are sensible, give up the position of the Fourth Young Mistress, you are not worthy of him at all, otherwise I will not be polite!"

Qiao Yiran sneered, she didn't expect this woman to be so stupid, she couldn't help but come to her door so soon.

Compared to Liang Xiaoxing's anger beside him, Qiao Yiran was quite calm.

"I don't have the time to grab a man from you. I want to take it at any time without saying hello to me."

"you!!!"

Qin Feiyu was so angry that she couldn't say a word.

Qiao Yiran didn't plan to wait for her to recover before breaking up with her, so he hung up the phone and blacklisted her.

Liang Xiaoxing took back his phone and stopped checking Moments. He pulled Qiao Yiran to sit on the bench next to him, his beautiful almond eyes almost spitting fire.

"That Qin Feiyu is just a third-tier star, right? Not long after she became popular, she started not knowing what her last name is. I'll help you vent your anger and cut off her resources. I think she still dares to be arrogant!"

Qiao Yiran waved his hands, his eyes were as calm as his face.

"Forget it, it's not necessary, it's just a fly. As long as it doesn't threaten my official status, it doesn't matter to me if she maxes out Feng Yuchen's card. After all, our marriage has no love, and I have more important things to do."

Liang Xiaoxing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

Qiao Yiran smiled, further showing that he was very open-minded.

"Feng Yuchen has a flirtatious nature. This is a well-known fact. Since I am married to him, I can naturally accept his messing around outside. If you see these news again, you can just ignore them. I really don't care."

Seeing that she didn't tell lies, and her expression didn't change at all, Liang Xiaoxing exhaled, and patted Qiao Yiran's shoulder, "Okay, you've already said that, so I can't say anything else, anyway, I need my help Whatever you say, I will do my best.”

"Okay!" Qiao Yiran didn't refuse this time, and agreed to her best friend's kindness.

"It's getting late, hurry back, or your father will look for you all over the world again, so I should go back too."

"Ok."

After parting ways, Qiao Yiran took a taxi back to the old house.

Because of Madam Feng's request, they were required to live in the old house three days before the wedding, and Madam Feng had to watch over Feng Yuchen so that he would not mess around and hurt Qiao Yiran's heart.

It was past nine o'clock, and the whole old house was immersed in the black night, dotted with lights, reflecting the stars in the suburbs, very beautiful.

"The fourth young lady is back."

"Ah."

Qiao Yiran was a little tired, but with his own personality, he asked the housekeeper, "Is the Fourth Young Master back?"

"Yes, Fourth Young Master has already rested in the bedroom."

Qiao Yiran raised his eyelids in surprise, a little surprised.

"He's back? Are you sure?"

Didn't Feng Yuchen continue to go out to have fun after sending her to the hospital, and actually arrived home before her?
The butler was quite sure, "The old madam asked the fourth young master to come back on the phone."

"Oh, so that's it, okay."

Qiao Yiran suddenly realized, a little funny and a little moved in his heart.

Old Madam Feng really treated her very well, but she was destined to disappoint her.

Even though Qiao Yiran was looked down upon by everyone at home, the housekeeper still did his duty.

"Fourth young lady, do I need to prepare a supper for you?"

"No, I'm a little tired today, I want to rest early."

Qiao Yiran bid farewell to the housekeeper, and went back to the building where Feng Yuchen was. After pushing away the wedding room, Feng Yuchen was sitting on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone in one hand and holding a glass of red wine in the other. Brother son.

"I still know to come back."

Feng Yuchen didn't even look at Qiao Yiran, and just pointed at the phone screen.

"I don't need you to take care of my itinerary, just take care of yourself and don't let those wild women bother me."

Qiao Yiran was inexplicably angry when he saw his face, and there was some fire in his sly and beautiful black pearl-like eyes.

If it wasn't for God's carefully crafted face, with Feng Si Shao's temperament of changing women like changing clothes, there would be 90.00% fewer women who would stick to him, and he wouldn't be troubled so quickly.

"How dare you be unhappy? I don't want to be with you yet! If it wasn't for grandma, you think I want to be in the same room with you. It's really boring."

Feng Yuchen cast a sideways glance at her, clearly disgusted, before he finished speaking, he took a sip of the red wine in his hand.

Qiao Yiran was really tired today, and he really didn't have the energy to fight wits with him, so he just took a shower and rested.

After she came out, she was afraid that someone from Mrs. Feng would guard her to consummate the house, so she simply threw a set of quilts to Feng Yuchen.

"You sleep on the sofa."

Feng Yuchen caught the quilt in astonishment, and threw it aside, anger welling up in his heart.

He is so old, no one dares to let him sleep on the sofa, Qiao Yiran is really a coward!

With a cold snort, his sharp eyes swept across Joey Ran's pretty face, and he said without hesitation, "I will sleep on the bed and you will sleep on the sofa, or you will sleep with me, choose one."

"Feng Yuchen, are you still a man? Are you a gentleman?"

Joey is so angry that he doesn't want to talk to each other. In this case, isn't it natural for a man to sleep on the sofa?

It's fine if he doesn't have the slightest self-awareness, and he brought it up by himself, yet Feng Yuchen still shamelessly asked for a bed!

"What? Want to fight with me?"

Feng Yuchen shrugged his shoulders, his thin lips curled up in a sexy arc, but the words he said were brightly provocative.

"asshole!"

"Tell me, if Lin Tianhang knew that the one who beat his precious son was his daughter, how would he react?"

Feng Yuchen spoke lightly, as if he didn't know how big a bomb he dropped.

As if the pause button had been pressed, Qiao Yiran stood there stiffly, trying her best to suppress the shock that almost appeared on her face, but her mind kept swiping the screen. How could Feng Yuchen know that she was Lin Tianhang's daughter? !

This is a secret that Old Madam Feng doesn't even know!

She transformed from Su Yixia into Qiao Yiran, changed her name and surname, and came back for revenge. She thought she had already cleared her ponytail. Unless it was a DNA test, no one would know her relationship with Lin Tianhang, and Feng Yuchen exposed it so quickly. Open real identity? !

Is it because Feng Yuchen's methods are powerful, and he is not as good as the superficial dandy who achieves nothing, or is it because she thinks too highly of herself...

Joey thought about it, but kept his original expression on his face, and separated himself from Lin Tianhang.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm an orphan, how can I be father and daughter with someone like Lin Tianhang? Do we have a little similarity?"

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