Became the boss's sweet wife after divorce

Did he think he was just having a temper tantrum?

The red eyes trembled slightly in the eye sockets, and the hope that was full of them was instantly shattered.

A strong sour feeling gathered in his heart, and he was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe.

It was he who overestimated his position in his heart.

In the video, just after He Shenming finished speaking, he turned his head away, his eyes wantonly skipping the face of the boy in his arms, but the video stopped abruptly.

It's just entertainment.

Feng Yue explained to He Shenming in his heart.

After all, He Shenming is also the only son of the He family. From the moment he was born, his status was doomed to be extremely noble.

How could someone as noble as him make others laugh at him?

In front of so many people, he would definitely not let himself lose face.

As for the boy in his arms, it was just a joke during his entertainment, the two of them must be innocent.

After comforting himself, Feng Yue walked out of the room and put Jingjing in his arms into its nest.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Jingjing's head, and said softly, "Stop running around, and sleep well."

Jingjing opened a pair of big and innocent eyes, looked at Feng Yue and called softly: "Meow..."

The little guy was put back into his nest from the warm embrace, obviously looking dissatisfied and even aggrieved.

Feng Yue laughed helplessly, squatted down again, and reached out to stroke its little head: "You are so clingy, if one day I leave, what will you do?"

"Meow..." Jingjing called out obediently again, then closed her eyes comfortably under Feng Yue's touch, and started snoring after a while.

In the middle of the night, Feng Yue started burning again.

In a daze, he had a dream.

He dreamed that he couldn't afford it, but He Shenming never came back.

He lay on the bed, just waited, waited and waited.

His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, but he kept holding on, hoping that He Shenming would come back and see him for the last time.

Later, He Shenming did come back. He stood by the bed, still holding the little boy in his arms.

His bottomless eyes narrowed slightly, but the brows had a faint upward arc. He just looked at Feng Yue on the bed with disgust and sarcasm, without saying a word.

And the little boy in his arms was so well-behaved and harmless one second, but the next second he stared at Feng Yue on the bed with innocent and pure eyes and laughed viciously.

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Feng Yue woke up suddenly.

He was panting heavily, the scene in the dream made him palpitate and flustered.

It's already dawn, and the sky outside the window is gloomy and cloudy. It seems that there will be rain today.

Feng Yue took the phone, but He Shenming still had no news.

He wrapped himself in a thick coat, went out top-heavy, and went to a nearby pharmacy to buy some medicine.

When Feng Yue went back, he happened to see a familiar car downstairs from the apartment building.

It was He Shenming's favorite business car. It was black, just like its owner, deep and low-key yet luxurious.

Seeing He Shenming's return, Feng Yue almost instantly forgot all the unhappiness in his heart, and walked towards the car at a faster pace with joy on his face.

The car stopped, and He Shenming got out of the car elegantly, wearing a thick black cashmere coat.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer.

He walked towards him impatiently and happily, just opened his mouth and shouted: "Shen..."

In fact, he only yelled for a while, but all the words were stuck in his throat in an instant, and they were blocked in his throat.

His eyes were fixed on He Shenming's direction.

At almost the same moment, another door of the car opened.

Last night, the little boy in his arms got out of his car.