help!My wife doesn't love wealthy families, she wants to divorce

Xia Rou can actually tell that Mr. Feng regretted it.

He regretted what he said once, that she was not worthy of being the daughter-in-law of the Feng family.

She believed that the old man really thought this way sincerely, but he didn't expect that she and Feng Yihan would be so entangled.

In order to save Bao'er, they had to give birth to Xiao Chen'an again, and because of Chen'an, they had to remarry, thus leading to today's scene.

In the past, Xia Rou would not take the initiative to hang out in front of Mr. Feng. The two hate each other, so why insist on going to him to make everyone unhappy?

but now--

She glanced at Feng Yihan who had a smile on the corner of his mouth and kept his gaze on her.

"Thank you, Dad." Xia Rou said.

What is there to say?

Love house and crow?

Maybe.

Xia Rou faintly smiled at Feng Yihan.

Due to drinking too much wine, Feng Yihan didn't last until the end of the wedding banquet and got drunk. Feng Lin, who was the best man, had to send him and Xia Rou back to Yijing Garden in advance, and Xia Baoer was left at the wedding site to be taken care of by others.

"Sister-in-law, can I ask you to take care of my brother?"

With all his breastfeeding strength, Feng Yihan was carried into the bedroom and laid down, Feng Lin asked tentatively.

"Well, let him lie down, I'll make him a bowl of hangover tea."

Both Aunt Zhou and Sister Lin took Chen'an and Bao'er to the wedding banquet, and Xia Rou could only make hangover tea by herself.

Feng Lin followed her to the kitchen.

Xia Rou saw him following, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"Well, sister-in-law, I did something wrong before, so I'm here to say sorry to you."

Feng Lin scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled, "But seeing that you and my brother have today, my brother is worth it."

"I forgot about the past." Xia Rou said indifferently, "You don't need to keep it in your heart."

Feng Lin's expression relaxed.

"That's good, sister-in-law, then I'm leaving."

"Ah."

After Feng Lin left, Xia Rou made sober tea and brought it back to the bedroom.

Feng Yihan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, he didn't take off his suit, his shoes were probably taken off by Feng Lin, and they were thrown here and there.

Xia Rou sighed, bent down to pick up the shoes and put them aside, put the hangover tea on the bedside table, pulled him up with difficulty and woke him up while taking off his suit jacket.

"Feng Yihan, get up and drink some tea to sober up."

Feng Yihan hummed, leaned on her shoulder with half-closed eyes, and let her drink half a bowl of hangover tea.

After feeding him the hangover tea, Xia Rou went to the bathroom to get a wet towel and came out to help wipe his face.

"Wash your face before going to sleep."

The wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Feng Yi opened his eyes.

His eyes were so clear that he didn't look like he was drunk at all.

"Rourou, I'm not drunk."

"You—" Xia Rou frowned.

"If I don't pretend to be drunk, those people will drink more alcohol. Leaving is the best way."

Feng Yihan explained, taking the towel from her hand and putting it on the bedside table.

"Come up and lie down with me."

Xia Rou was taken to the bed by him before she had time to agree, and then she was held in his arms and couldn't move.

"Feng Yihan—"

Today's Feng Yihan's mood seems a little bit wrong, Xia Rou is a little worried.

"Rourou, I am very happy today."

Feng Yihan kissed her neck, his voice hoarse.

Xia Rou suddenly felt soft in her heart, "Why?"

"You have finally become my wife, Feng Yihan, openly and aboveboard. Everyone knows that you are my wife."

Feng Yihan raised her chin as he spoke, and fixed her eyes.

"Mrs. Feng, I have loved you for a long time."