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Chapter 100

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    After the New Year, the two of them made their own living.

    Wanyun still had to deal with the mess of the lawyer, the police, and her gallery. Feng Jian's own company seemed to be in trouble, which he usually refused to reveal, and she didn't ask any more questions.

    Everything remains as it is, except that the two of them continue to live in Feng Jian's apartment.

    Feng Jian finished reading the newspaper at the dining table, rolled up the entire paper, and turned back with a frown: "Li Wanyun, breakfast is already cold!"

    Wan Yun walked out of the bathroom. She glanced at the table and said, "I remember this pudding expired yesterday?"

    Feng Jian was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "You haven't eaten this piece yet."

    Wan Yun glared at him and sat down: "What kind of food is this? It's just a random makeshift. Where is the porridge that Zhen's mother sent yesterday?"

    ¡°Heat it yourself!¡±

    "Tomorrow it's my turn to make breakfast, you can probably eat something good." Wan Yun flipped through the recipe book casually, "How about rosehip duck and butter clams? It doesn't look difficult to make."

    It sounds delicious.  But Feng Jian habitually sneered.

    "If the world ends, the food is gone, and there is no one to serve you. Miss, you are so picky, what else can you eat?"

    She thought for a while: "Expired pudding?"

    The end of the world is every morning.

    Feng Jian routinely watched Wan Yun's unfaithful behavior with a cold eye. However, his methods of stimulating her were limited, and he had to bear the responsibility in the end.  Wan Yun also saw Feng Jian solemnly talking about several items on the phone, and then turned to the vegetable market owner and said more solemnly, "Why are your tomatoes so expensive recently?"

    Without a servant, Wanyun is much more simple from hair accessories to dress.  During morning exercises, Feng Jian occasionally misses the spacious environment outside the mountainside villa.  But rather than secretly bickering about each other's character flaws, there was a more obvious dissatisfaction with the current state of their lives.

    Wanyun opened the door.

    He Long's face lit up when he saw his daughter, and then fell again because of Feng Jian.

    Feng Jian walked in as if he didn't see anything.

    When the food was served, He Long looked back and forth at Wanyun sitting on the other side and said, "Yunyun, the shirt you are wearing today looks familiar."

    Wan Yun smiled again without taking it seriously.

    After waiting for a while, He Long finally couldn't help but said: "You always wear old clothes to save money? But it's not like Xiao Feng and your mother's family can't afford these small amounts of money. Besides, your image is also Xiao Feng's image."

    When Feng Jian heard his name, he raised his head from the food and prepared to fight.

    He Long continued: "If a woman pays attention to her diet on weekdays, but suddenly lowers her standards. Otherwise, her husband is cheating, or she is pregnant -"

    As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of noise.  Feng Jian threw down the tableware and stood up, his face turned pale, and he frowned and looked behind him - Zhen's mother had just shaken her hands and spilled the entire bowl of hot soup on his pants.

    Facing Feng Jian¡¯s subsequent gaze, Wan Yun¡¯s face couldn¡¯t help but blush.

    She paused: "not really."

    Feng Jian nodded, with no expression on his face, and followed Zhen's mother out.

    With only two people left in the gorgeous room, Wan Yun finally scolded: "My mother always targets Feng Jian on weekdays. It's really hard for me to be a good person. From now on"

    He Long knocked on the table and said, "Yunyun, what do you think?"

    ¡ª¡ªWan Ling, who has always been ambitious, suddenly announced that he was ill. The police station notified the second uncle that the incident will be resolved smoothly next month. The uncle and the third aunt are waiting to see where the power will be weighed.  Just like the beginning of the whole turmoil, it is resolved on the spot, silently.  He Long was wise enough not to ask for details, except for one thing.

    "Yun'er, when will you return to the Li family?" He Long said eagerly: "You are in poor health, so you naturally have to avoid working hard. However, you also know that the decision you are making now"

    ¡ª¡ªIt¡¯s not unfamiliar to have someone who wants to speak but still has an expectant look.

    Feng Jian seems to be looking at herself like this lately.

    A mysterious acquirer suddenly appeared in his own company, buying shares from retail investors on a large scale.  At the same time, Zhou Yu's side seemed to be frequently putting pressure on Feng Jian to gain power.  In charge of two companies, Feng Jian was under too much pressure before the sudden change.

    These were what Secretary Feng Jian told Wan Yun, and the person involved did not say a word to her after all.  Wan Yun was grateful to him, but also restless.

    Today I went back to the villa in the middle of the mountain, and the roses at the foot of the mountain were blooming.  I don¡¯t know what kind of restless species it is, but it has such a long flowering period. Clusters of it climb out along the railings, never giving up any opportunity to deviate.

      He Long, who was sitting opposite, completely lost his patience in Wanyun's silence.

    The previous turmoil with her second uncle made her extremely sad, and she increasingly had a premonition that she would be left alone and helpless.

    He Long did not intend to taste the sweet taste of poverty again, and made up his mind to take all the benefits into his own hands. However, the core figure always refused to cooperate.

    He Long was so angry that he couldn't help but uttered evil words. He slapped the table and said, "You are exactly the same as that heartless brat! You only do what you take for granted! You are extremely selfish and unwilling to make the slightest sacrifice for others!  You don¡¯t even think about it. You and Feng Jian were married for business. You each had what you needed! Now in the peaceful and prosperous times, you two can still live in peace. If something happens in the future, and you don¡¯t have children or assets, I¡¯m afraid it will happen.  Feng Jian¡¯s character can put aside luxuries like yours without hesitation!¡±

    She said harshly: "By then, you will be a declining rich lady who has been abandoned twice by two men, your reputation has been ruined, you have been laughed at by the whole city, and you will die of old age, loneliness and despair!"

    Wan Yun couldn¡¯t help but laugh: "It declined a long time ago Also, why does my mother always want me to return to the Li family? Even if I come back to power, I may not be able to give my mother more benefits than I do now."

    "But we can have more money," He Long insisted, "If nothing else, you can be richer and more powerful than you are now. Besides, who doesn't want their family to be more prosperous and long-lasting?"

    Wan Yun spread his hands: "I'm married now. What's the difference between Feng Jian making money and me making money?"

    He Long shouted with great sarcasm and slapped the table: "He? Do you mean to ask Feng Jian to make money for you? To prosper our family?"

    Wan Yun made a face and shrugged.

    She said: "Why not?"

    The conversation with He Long was finally over.

    Wanyun went upstairs to find Feng Jian, who had not appeared for a long time.

    The man was probably too tired and actually fell asleep leaning on the sofa with his new pants hanging next to him.

    Wan Yun knelt down and gently touched Feng Jian's cheek.

    He Long¡¯s evaluation of Feng Jian is still echoing in his ears.

    The world may have always been divided into two factions.

    The school of economics believes that everything in the world can be sold at a clear price.  If not, it's just because the price is not high.  When the price reaches a certain critical point, the seller will choose to take action.  The sociological school believes that there are always things in the world that cannot be sold, and no price is enough to buy them with peace of mind.

    This marriage is based on interests, and it is unrealistic to seek emotional sustenance.  However, Feng Jian was probably a little different.  She couldn't tell, but she felt confident for some reason.

    Wan Yun has never been afraid of starting over in life. She is only afraid that the nightmare from ten years ago will come back: the person she cherishes will completely break up and leave her because of something she despises¡ª¡ª

    The pain of a broken finger.

    Wan Yun¡¯s actions obviously disturbed the opponent¡¯s fellow debater¡¯s dream.

    As soon as he opened his eyes and woke up, he saw that it was Wanyun who was harassing him, his face darkened and he couldn't help but feel angry.

    Wan Yun looked at him: "I will be gentler next time."

    Feng Jian frowned: "Please don't touch it!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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