Above, please use some force

He Wen let out a snort from his nasal cavity, showing contempt and impatience, "Ms. Fang, I have no hostility towards you, at most I just don't like you."

The last time he was hijacked by Feng Qing and had an accident in the hospital, Fang Jie came to see him, because Fang Jun was present, he endured the many negative emotions in his heart, thinking that there would be no chance to meet.

The man on the opposite side looked gloomy, his hair was unkempt, and he was very irritable.

Looking at the man's ring finger, Fang Jie frowned, "When will you get married? As Fang Jun's mother, I should be eligible to participate."

"What? Fang Jun didn't inform you?" Looking at the middle-aged woman opposite, He Wen's inner anger soared, his voice was cold, and his tone was mocking.

Sure enough, Fang Jie's calm and noble temperament changed a little. Her son has not informed her yet, or she hasn't tried to resolve the inexplicable conflict between her and this man.

"You remind me of a child I met back then."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly changed. He Wen, who was originally lazy, shrank his pupils, and almost threw the water glass in his hand on the ground.

And Fang Jie also began to examine in her heart, the words that she hadn't thought of just now had an extremely strange effect.

She frowned and looked at He Wen.

After a while, Fang Jie's eyebrows twitched. It's no wonder that the few times I met her, she felt that something was awkward. It was the eyes. The things in these eyes were very similar to that little wolf.

Shen Cheng is one of this man's lovers, and that Shen Zheng is indeed dead, could there be some kind of connection between the two that she doesn't know about...

Finding that her thoughts were a bit chaotic, Fang Jie slowly adjusted, and her eyes returned to calm.

"Do you know Shen Zheng?" This sentence was even more abrupt. Her son kept silent to her, and it was impossible for him to get any secret.

He Wen was still sitting on the sofa, but instead of lying reclined, he put his legs up on the sofa, looked sideways at the snowflakes hitting the balcony glass, and took a sip of boiling water with his head raised.

"I don't know." The tone was obviously very light, but it seemed to be crushed from the throat.

Many years ago, Daoxiang Village was a poor mountain village. He lived a life with that woman today, and he would not expect to be alive tomorrow.

One day, Fang Jie came to Daoxiang Village and, as Shen De's secretary, brought a sum of money and food.

Later, when he moved to Shen's house, he met Shen De's third woman, Feng Qing. By chance, he knew that Fang Jie knew Feng Qing.

Many things have been explained, including Fang Jie's motives for pushing him into the pond, the reason why she intentionally or unintentionally provoked his relationship with Shen De in front of Shen De, and so on.

If the people in the village hadn't rescued him that year, he would have drowned in the pond and become an underwater ghost.

Once human nature encounters some kind of attack, it will be irrepressible. He Wen locked Fang Jie with sinister and vicious eyes at this moment, as if he would pounce on him at any time.

Fang Jie was keenly aware of the hatred and killing intent from the other party, which was not a good omen.

A gust of wind swept through the living room, and the clock on the wall was ticking.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a man walked in. It was Fang Jun who came back from get off work. He was holding two big bags of food in his hand, and the relaxed expression on his face disappeared immediately after seeing the scene in front of him.

Putting the bag on the table, he hurriedly changed his leather shoes and walked over, "Mom, why are you here? Didn't you mean the flight tomorrow afternoon?"

From the corner of his eye, Fang Jun was carefully observing the expression on the face of the man on the sofa. Fang Jun pursed his lips. He planned to find an opportunity to tell the story at night, but he was caught off guard when it happened suddenly.

Seeing her son's cautious and nervous expression, Fang Jie sighed in her heart, no matter men or women, once they fall into it, there is no turning back.

She thought of the woman who died in front of her, who spent her whole life around Shen De's side, but in the end she died without a whole body.

"Mom?" Fang Jun frowned, reminding Fang Jie that he seemed a little distracted.

Fang Jie stretched out her hand and brushed the loose hair on her cheeks behind her ears, "I have something to do tomorrow, so I adjusted the time."

An oppressive silence followed.

"Is it snowing heavily outside?" The eyes of the person standing in front of him could not be more clear, He Wen handed over the water glass, raised the corners of his lips, and couldn't see how much smile there was.

Fang Jun's heart tightened, he took the water glass, and instead of drinking it, he put it in the palm of his hand, "The garden behind the community is completely white, and the weather will be fine tomorrow, so I'll take you out for a walk."

Fang Jie, who knew she was not welcome, stood up and picked up her coat, "Okay, I'll go first."

Fang Jun glanced at He Wen, he strode up to Fang Jie, and sent her out of the apartment. When he came back, He Wen was nowhere to be seen in the living room. He closed the door and prepared to go upstairs, but he saw her standing by the refrigerator door in the kitchen.

Walking over and hugging He Wen from behind, rubbing his cold cheek against his neck, Fang Jun asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah." Seeing the tomatoes in the refrigerator, the corners of He Wen's eyes twitched, and the hot spot behind him felt sore and tingling instantly.

Raising his hand to close the refrigerator door, Fang Jun held He Wen's shoulder to make him face himself, leaned over and rubbed his forehead, breathing alternately, "He Wen, let those things pass, okay?" He didn't know All things, vaguely know a little bit.

After a long silence, He Wen grabbed the back of Fang Jun's head and bit his lower lip fiercely, the small black mole was replaced by a scarlet blood stain, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, "Give me a bowl of noodles. "

Fang Jun was shocked, he raised his hand to stroke He Wen's disheveled hair, and watched with tender eyes, "Thank you."

"The word thank you is worthless to me." He Wen patted Fang Jun's cheek, and pinched the utensil in his crotch provocatively, "In the future, I need to use more force on the bed."

At night, Song Ziyu came back, followed by a ball of fiery red balls.

"Wooooow, I lost the fat ball, I'm so sad, I can't sleep well, and I can't eat well." Yu Bao ate the dumplings angrily, and said vaguely with his mouth puffed out.

Squinting at the empty plate in front of her, He Wen twitched the corner of his mouth, "I can tell." It's the third set.

Concisely and slowly, he sandwiched the dumplings and dipped some seasonings, "Is there a cat hunting notice posted in the community?"

"Yeah." Song Ziyu lowered his head and ate, the corners of his lowered eyes showed a tired expression, "I guess it won't have any effect."

That fat cat will probably never come back.

Then there was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves on the dining table. Yu Bao cried loudly with his mouth open, and there were still chewed dumplings in his mouth that he hadn't eaten. Several men saw it.

"I'm full, you go ahead." After Jian Jian finished speaking, she quickly ran into the bathroom on the first floor.

Song Ziyu and Fang Jun, who were a step behind, endured the discomfort in their stomachs, and looked cold.

"The bathroom on the second floor is broken?" He Wen followed Shen Cheng upstairs, glanced at the two stupid men downstairs, and couldn't help teasing.