Chapter 139: I don't want to forgive
Duan Qingyuan's hands were casually inserted in his trouser pockets, looking at Zhou Weihong, his eyes were full of tiredness and laziness, and his tone was still impatient, "I said everything, I don't need you to care, why don't you listen?" What's the benefit of you taking care of it? β
At this moment, he is really irritable. If Zhou Weihong wasn't his mother, he would definitely push her away again.
Duan Qingyuan's words were so negative, and his face was full of anger, which made Zhou Weihong's heart more and more fearless and uneasy.
"Say, son. Mom doesn't mean anything else, so she cares about you. After all, this marriage of yours was brokered by me. Zhou Weihong said again. Even if Duan Qingyuan thought she was annoying, she insisted on asking.
Duan Qingyuan understands Zhou Weihong's temperament, and for what she wants to know, she will definitely break the casserole and ask to the end.
He tilted his head again, looked away, and sighed helplessly: "We are nothing. I was in a bit of a bad mood when she accidentally broke my phone. β
Duan Qingyuan's heart did not suspect that Feng Zhenzhen was out of the gui, and it was still at this time. It's just that he is unhappy, because Feng Zhenzhen doesn't trust him, doesn't rely on him, insists on going his own way and tries every means to hide many things from him, and doesn't really regard him as her husband.
When Zhou Weihong heard this, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then asked, "She did it on purpose?" β
She thought that if Feng Zhenzhen did it on purpose, it would be too wrong and too strange. She really has to take care of it, and she can't spoil her.
It's okay, why did you break Duan Qingyuan's phone? Duan Qingyuan's mobile phone has a lot of important business information stored.
Duan Qingyuan looked at Zhou Weihong again, glared at her coldly, and then replied, "She had no intention." β
Zhou Weihong's eyebrows remained unchanged, still with a half-believing expression, and he asked puzzledly: "Then why are you so angry?" β
Duan Qingyuan casually found an excuse and said, "Because there is my past in it, the phone is broken, and it can't be copied." β
The word "past" in Duan Qingyuan's mouth was like a sharp needle, piercing Zhou Weihong's heart deeply.
His past, she's a mother, it's clear.
After the tingling pain in his heart passed, Zhou Weihong's face changed completely, and he sighed again, and said to Duan Qingyuan: "Forget it." Qingyuan, let it pass in the past, and give up if you can't find it, don't blame Zhen Zhen. β
Compared with Gu Manqing, she loves Feng Zhenzhen a hundred times more. What kind of woman Gu Manqing is, she knows a lot more than Duan Qingyuan. Once, she was especially grateful to Feng Yuliang. Because Feng Yuliang took Gu Manqing to Southeast Asia, Gu Manqing found what she really wanted, so she took the initiative to leave Duan Qingyuan.
Suddenly, Duan Qingyuan's tone became much better, and in turn comforted Zhou Weihong, saying, "Don't worry, I won't." I was just in a bad mood, so I went out for a walk. Mom, go back, don't bother me. β
Zhou Weihong refused to leave for the time being, she still had something to say, and opened her lips.
Unexpectedly, her eyes suddenly looked at a familiar figure behind her.
That figure, slender and beautiful, with a cold and cold temperament, is like a faint and quiet lilac.
Zhou Weihong watched her approach them step by step, and her deep eyes slowly widened.
Finding the change in Zhou Weihong's expression, Duan Qingyuan quickly expected that it was Feng Zhenzhen who came out.
"Zhen Zhen ......" When Feng Zhen was less than a meter away from their mother and son, Zhou Weihong called out to her softly.
Feng Zhenzhen held her hands behind her back, walked and walked, walked and walked, and did not stop until she reached Duan Qingyuan's side.
At this moment, Zhou Weihong's heart was a little panicked again. She didn't know if Feng Zhenzhen heard her conversation with Duan Qingyuan just now.
Having said that, just now, Feng Zhenzhen did hear their conversation. I heard what Duan Qingyuan said, and there was his past in the phone. Although she knew that Duan Qingyuan was lying to protect her, she was still a little uncomfortable in her heart.
No matter what, she could see that Duan Qingyuan had been thinking about his past with Gu Manqing.
Feng Zhenzhen was not in a hurry to see Duan Qingyuan, but looked at Zhou Weihong, and said to her in a gentle and polite voice: "Mom, thank you." Next, I said to Qingyuan myself, you go into the house and rest. β
Looking at Feng Zhenzhen, there was more and more confusion in Zhou Weihong's eyes. However, she tried her best to hide it from the public. At this moment, Feng Zhenzhen was talking to her, and she was stunned for a moment before she reacted.
"Ah...... Okay, you talk, you talk, I'll go into the house. Zhou Weihong nodded and said.
Feng Zhenzhen smiled again, and when Zhou Weihong was gone, and even her back was gone, she took a slight step forward, and at the same time turned around and faced Duan Qingyuan.
At this time, Duan Qingyuan, like an unconscious and unconscious puppet, stood silently. Expressionless, empty-eyed, I don't know where I'm looking.
Feng Zhenzhen knew that it would be difficult for him to forgive her this time. However, she still did not give up on him.
"Qingyuan, I'm sorry, I won't be like this in the future......" She apologized to him seriously, looked up at him and said. The pair of peach-blossom eyes were big and bright, flashing with a smart and dazzling light.
But Duan Qingyuan turned a blind eye and heard nothing, and Feng Zhenzhen was a roadblock blocking his way, and walked straight forward after bypassing her.
Feng Zhenzhen saw that he hurriedly walked away a lot, and hurriedly ran to catch up.
"Qingyuan, don't go, you wait for me, what I said is true, I was wrong......" Feng Zhenzhen said while chasing, in order to let Duan Qingyuan's anger disappear, he once again let go out and followed him stubbornly.
Duan Qingyuan still pretended not to hear, and walked faster. Feng Zhenzhen chased and chased, and the more she chased, the harder it became, and finally caught up, and she was tied with him again, so she dragged one of his arms and didn't let him continue walking.
"Qingyuan...... Don't ...... like that," Feng Zhenzhen pleaded cheekily again.
Duan Qingyuan still walked, but because he was dragged by Feng Zhenzhen, his speed was obviously much slower.
"What are you doing? Is it okay to let go? Duan Qingyuan asked her again, his tone was so cold that he could move people's bones.
However, Feng Zhenzhen was fearless, Duan Qingyuan was willing to talk to her, and she was already very happy. He shook his head again, hugged his arm tighter, and said, "I won't let go." Unless you promise me, you don't blame me. β
Originally, Duan Qingyuan just looked indifferent, but now that Feng Zhenzhen said this, a layer of anger appeared on his face, and he pursed his lips contemptuously.
He felt that Feng Zhenzhen was so naΓ―ve, and in order to hide the unsightly things, he ruthlessly threw his mobile phone. Then in a few words, I wanted him to forgive her, hum.
"Impossible. Let go, or I'll be unkind to you. Duan Qingyuan said coldly.
Feng Zhenzhen has always been fearless, even if Qingyuan's cold arrogance at this time caused her skin to pimple, she still didn't let go.
She said in a stubborn tone: "You're welcome, you're welcome, I'm not afraid." I'm going to follow you tonight anyway. I'll pay you for your phone too......"