The wrong love is deep, Luo Shao indulges in indulgence

Wen Ya clenched her fists tightly, trembling with anger, and asked angrily with tears streaming down her cheeks, "Third brother, how could you go to get the certificate with Yu Muxi without saying a word? Are you being cheated by her? You didn't even talk to your family Say, have you ever respected your relatives, your elders?"

Luo Wanfeng put the red book in his pocket, and said unhurriedly, "I have notified everyone."

Wen Ya was puzzled, "When did you notify?"

"An hour ago, family group."

Wen Ya hurriedly took out her mobile phone and opened WeChat immediately. Sure enough, there was a message in the family group that she had muted: "Notify all family members that Mu Xi and I have received a marriage certificate today."

No one spoke in this group at all, and it was three months ago that Luo Xiangyang reposted the article "How to Prevent Seasonal Influenza".

And Yu Muxi was also pulled into the group.

"This... this..." Wen Ya was so angry that she didn't know how to express her angry and sad emotions at the moment.

All her hopes were dashed.

Luo Wanfeng said in an indifferent tone: "Go back. I will take your third sister-in-law to Mom's birthday party next week, and then I will announce the wedding date to everyone."

"Third brother..." Wen Ya threw herself into Luo Wanfeng's arms heartbroken, hugged his waist, clung to him tightly, and burst into tears, "How can you marry Yu Muxi... oh Woooo..."

Luo Wanfeng sighed helplessly, and broke Wen Ya's hand restlessly, the more he broke Wen Ya's hand, the tighter Wen Ya's embrace became, and he couldn't tear her away even after a few tugs.

Although Wen Ya is his step-sister, deep down in his heart he very much dislikes women touching his body.

As soon as he got angry, he grabbed Wen Ya's arm, pulled her hard, and pushed her away roughly.

"That's enough." Luo Wanfeng said displeased, "Go home and cry, don't rub your tears on me."

Putting down the words, Luo Wanfeng turned and walked towards the big house.

As soon as he took a step, the moment he raised his eyes, he met Yu Muxi's lonely and sad eyes. She leaned against the door frame, looking at this side quietly, indifferently, without any warmth.

Luo Wanfeng's heart twitched inexplicably, a little flustered.

Just now Wen Ya was cuddling and cuddling him, did she see it all?

Wen Ya left Luojia Beiyuan in tears.

Luo Wanfeng approached Yu Muxi.

She remained motionless, leaning her head sideways on the door frame, her eyes dimmed, as calm as water.

Luo Wanfeng explained: "Don't get me wrong, I don't have any thoughts about Wen Ya, and the relationship is very simple, they are step-siblings."

She didn't misunderstand, she knew that he was not interested in Wen Ya.

so what?

Wen Ya's existence is like a disgusting bedbug, threatening her.

As for Luo Wanfeng, he couldn't cut off all contact with Wen Ya like before, and when he saw Wen Ya approaching, he would throw her out like trash.

He couldn't do it anymore, because he regarded Wen Ya as a stepsister in his heart.

Yu Muxi remained silent, and slowly turned around and entered.

Seeing her sad and indifferent appearance, Luo Wanfeng was more poignant and delicate than Lin Daiyu, he felt angry, grabbed her arm, and dragged her to him.

Yu Muxi jolted and fell into his arms. She supported the man's strong chest with both hands, and looked up at his eyes with her wet almond eyes.

He held back and asked word by word: "From the moment I saw you, you always treated me like you were indifferent, with a cold face and no warmth. Didn't you say that we loved each other very much before?" ? That's how you love me?"

Yu Muxi's soft voice was weak, "If you marry me, you just want to give Xiaoxing a complete family, and now I am willing to cooperate with you."

Luo Wanfeng felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, damn it, he seemed to be emotional.He said sharply: "I married you not just to give Xiaoxing a home, I need a wife, and I just happen to like you."

Yu Muxi's voice was choked up, and she softly said softly: "Wan Feng, can I wait for you? Wait for you to recover your memory, wait for you to remember the little things we have experienced."

Luo Wanfeng held back his anger and lowered his voice: "I'm right in front of you, you don't need to wait."

"You're not him." Yu Muxi murmured lonely, "He wouldn't treat me like this."

"This is the only one for me, Luo Wanfeng, why not him?" Luo Wanfeng asked angrily.

Yu Muxi felt her arm hurt, and could feel his anger spreading.

Don't want to make him angry.

She asked softly in a begging tone, "My arm hurts a little, can you let me go?"

Luo Wanfeng was slightly taken aback, and realized that he was a little out of control, so he quickly let go of Yu Muxi.

Yu Muxi took a step back, left his embrace, and lowered her eyes to look at the floor.

She was silent again.

Luo Wanfeng clenched his fists tightly, opened his mouth slightly, but hesitated to speak.

With her pitiful and depressed appearance, he felt that it would be a sin to say anything more about her.

He was really uncomfortable, and walked into the villa angrily, pulling the collar button of his shirt irritably as he walked.

He entered the study and slammed the door heavily.

10 minute later.

Ah Qian came to the study and stood respectfully.

Luo Wanfeng sat in front of the desk, upset and irritable, and asked displeasedly, "Ah Qian, was she also so indifferent to me before?"

Ah Qian shook her head, then nodded again, "Third Young Master, what you said most before is that Miss Mu Xi is always hot and cold towards you. In fact, her personality is like this, neither warm nor hot, kind of soft and quiet."

Luo Wanfeng was even more annoyed when he heard that, "Is there any difference between me now and before?"

"No difference." Ah Qian replied seriously.

Luo Wan stood up angrily, put his hands on his hips and came to the window to breathe, the irritability in his heart made him very uncomfortable.

"I don't understand what she is thinking, saying that I am not him, and I have to wait until I recover my memory. What did I do to make her so obsessed with it? Isn't I still the same person now?"

After Luo Wanfeng vented, Ah Qian frowned.

In an instant, Aqian finally understood.

"Third Young Master, are you jealous of yourself now?"

Luo Wanfeng looked back at Ah Qian in astonishment, raised his handsome eyebrows lightly, and said disdainfully, "Am I jealous? Or my own jealousy?"

Ah Chi nodded.

Luo Wanfeng snorted coldly, "Oh, nonsense."

A Qianyu said earnestly, "Third Young Master, in fact, it's not you who Miss Mu Xi fell in love with, but your heart and all your care for her over the years."

Luo Wanfeng looked bewildered.

As a bystander for many years, Ah Qian said with special emotion, "Third Young Master, Miss Mu Xi is not like Wen Ya, a woman with a brain in love. She knows exactly what she wants. If your heart changes, she will not change your mind." Will love you again. She will not be ignorant and obsessed with your good-looking skin."

Luo Wanfeng was even more upset. He brushed his short hair with both hands, leaned against the window with his fists clenched, and tried his best to recall the past.

But he couldn't recall that blank memory, and his mind ached.

What if he couldn't remember it for the rest of his life?

Has she always been thinking about him in the past, and ignoring herself now?