Chapter 401: Explanation and Cover-up

Dong Feng Zhenzhen stopped talking, and after Fan Dong left, she endured the pain and stood up from the ground by herself.

Duan Qingyuan still stood there, watching her get up, silent.

After standing up, Feng Zhenzhen raised her eyes to look at Duan Qingyuan again. After biting her lip, she was determined to spit out all the pain in her heart during this time.

She said to Duan Qingyuan: "This is the second time you have pushed me...... Duan Qingyuan, I don't know why you are like this, you have changed during this time, and you have become scared and confused...... I don't like that ......."

As she spoke, her vision blurred, and her eyeballs seemed to be covered in a layer of mist.

However, she just didn't let herself cry obviously, and she pursed her lips again.

Duan Qingyuan didn't want to tell her about his troubles, and he didn't want to give her any explanation. Seeing that there were more and more people coming out of the hotel, and those people were easy to notice them, he lazily opened his mouth and said to Feng Zhenzhen, "Let's go home first." ”

He didn't ask or explain the other things, and he felt deeply uninteresting. Now he just wants to get out of here quickly, lest others recognize them, and then be photographed and become tomorrow's news.

Feng Zhenzhen guessed Duan Qingyuan's concerns again, and nodded lightly. Duan Qingyuan took the lead in stepping up, walked to the door of the car, and sat in the car. She slowly followed, her mind wandering.

On the way home, the two of them were silent like never before. For more than half an hour, he didn't say a word, as if the other party didn't exist at all. This also made Feng Zhenzhen's mood even more empty and lonely, so she would rather have a big quarrel with Duan Qingyuan, or she was scolded by Duan Qingyuan to the point of blood.

However, Duan Qingyuan was going to use cold violence, terrible cold violence......

When they returned home, the two of them didn't talk much. Duan Qingyuan took the Western medicines that Zhang Jianyue brought back from abroad upstairs, and when Feng Zhenzhen came out of the bathroom bath, he told her, "You take these medicines in the future, don't eat the other mess." ”

Feng Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, and then nodded again.

Duan Qingyuan reminded her coldly again, saying, "Read the instructions for eating by yourself." If you don't understand English, check it on the Internet. ”

Feng Zhenzhen still nodded, not daring to ask him anything. After Duan Qingyuan finished speaking, he went to the bathroom by himself, because it was very late, and he was going to take a bath and sleep.

After he entered, Feng Zhenzhen went to look at the medicines again. Her English was getting better and better, so she quickly understood what they were for.

Naturally, there was a hint of relief in her heart, and she secretly thought that Duan Qingyuan still cared about her. He went out today, probably to get her medicine.

The later it gets, the cooler it gets. Feng Zhenzhen was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep. Duan Qingyuan's words seemed to be sleeping soundly, and his breathing was soft and even, gentle and deep.

Feng Zhenzhen couldn't help but open her eyes again, lying on her side, facing Duan Qingyuan.

She thought that Duan Qingyuan was asleep, so she raised another arm and put it on his body to get close to him.

She had to admit that since she got married, she had many more happy days than unhappy days. So she is still very grateful to Duan Qingyuan and does not regret marrying him at all. At the same time she also understood herself, she loved him more and more, and almost to the bone. Every day her mood will be affected by his mood, he calms his face, she is unhappy, he smiles lightly, and her heart blooms.

In fact, Duan Qingyuan didn't fall asleep, Feng Zhenzhen's arm was on him, and he let her hold it. After a long time, Feng Zhenzhen was already asleep, but he still didn't fall asleep. He took Feng Zhenzhen's little hand, wrapped it warmly and safely in the palm of his hand.

Because they all slept late that night, they didn't get up until about 10 o'clock the next morning. This also shows that a good Sunday has passed a little way.

They eat breakfast and lunch together, so Feng Zhenzhen also cooks more dishes at noon, adding up to four dishes and one soup. Among them, two are what she particularly likes, and two are what Duan Qingyuan particularly likes.

However, while eating, today she suddenly became less fond of those dishes again. When I put it in my mouth and chewed it, I always felt that their taste had changed and it was difficult to swallow.

Seeing that she ate her favorite dishes very slowly, Duan Qingyuan stared at her again, opened his mouth to tell her the first thing of the day, and asked coldly, "What?" ”

Feng Zhenzhen shook her head at him and said nothing. Because she really didn't know why, anyway, her appetite suddenly changed, and she couldn't eat.

Duan Qingyuan guessed again that she might have suffered from heat stroke or a cold. After all, it's so hot outside, and the temperature is so low inside. It takes a person with good physique to be able to adapt to this large change in temperature in a short period of time.

"Don't go out and run around, it's easy to get sick. Stay in the house. He added.

Feng Zhenzhen also thought about it, and then said, "Well, I feel like I may have heat stroke." Because now my body is a little uncomfortable, but I don't have a good image, where is it uncomfortable. ”

Soon, Duan Qingyuan thought of something again, and said, "Then those medicines from last night, you can take them in a few days." ”

Suddenly, Feng Zhenzhen realized again that sometimes Duan Qingyuan really had a relationship with her. She nodded to Duan Qingyuan again, looking well-behaved, and told him, "I think so too......"

Duan Qingyuan stopped talking, because he had a good appetite today, so he lowered his head and continued to eat and eat......

At eleven o'clock, the couple finished breakfast and lunch. Then, as they had done yesterday during the day, they hid in the villa and entertained themselves and passed the time.

Drunk listening to the piano, smiling and singing, leaving a memorial memory for half a lifetime. The past is faint, the next life is crisp, and Hongchen is crying in love. Wandering several times to look at the hometown, thinking of Yuyan, dreaming back as before.

In the blink of an eye, a new week has arrived.

Duan Qingyuan went to work early in the morning, leaving Feng Zhenzhen at home alone.

Now that Feng Zhenzhen has resigned from her job in Siyuan Group and is a housewife at home, the Buddha has learned again. So in the afternoon, Buddha Wuxin contacted Feng Zhenzhen again and asked her to come out for tea and chat.

Feng Zhenzhen did not refuse, firstly because she stipulated that she had to go out every day, and secondly, because her impression of Buddha Wuxin was getting better and better.

Today, they met at the Yiqingyuan Tea House on Husong Road, a kilometer away.

When drinking tea, Feng Zhenzhen said very little, and her smile seemed very far-fetched, so that Buddha Wuxin could see at a glance that her mood was very depressed and dull today. Oh no, she must have been in a bad mood lately. Because he remembered that when he saw her the day before yesterday, she also looked preoccupied.

"Zhen Zhen, you are in the Duan family, are you more afraid of Zhou Weihong?" Buddha Wuxin couldn't help but ask her. I want to find out why she is unhappy and make her happy.

Feng Zhenzhen's eyes shifted from elsewhere to Buddha Wuxin's face, and she said with doubts in her tone, "No." Uncle Bu, why are you asking this? ”