Chapter 211: Don’t even think about snatching her man!
Translator: 549690339
Feng Yihan’s eyes were panicking, and she was really panicking.
She had been scalded by the boiling water and cried to him, but he did not react at all.
He even carried Luo Yangyang away and did not even want to say a word to her.
Feng Sheng’s cold eyes did not look at Feng Yihan’s tearful face. Instead, his gaze fell on her hand that was holding him.
“Let go.” Feng Sheng’s voice was so cold that it pierced through everyone’s eardrums.
Feng Yihan’s hand, which was holding her tightly, suddenly stiffened.
She looked up at Feng Sheng with reluctance and grievance.
Did he really dislike her that much?
Feng Yihan’s heart ached to the extreme when she was ignored and even disgusted by her sweetheart.
She did not understand. Ever since she was young, she had tried her best to show Feng Sheng her best side.
But why was Feng Sheng so cold to her after so many years?
She had worked hard to make herself better. Did she do something wrong?
Feng Yihan’s silent eyes were filled with longing, but Feng Sheng refused to even spare her a glance.
Perhaps it was because Feng Sheng had built up his prestige over the years.
Finally, Feng Yihan slowly let go of her hand.
What should she do to get into Feng Sheng’s heart?
Luo Yangyang stood silently at the side.
Looking at Feng Yihan from such a close distance, she saw the infatuated look in her eyes when she looked at Feng Sheng.
It was not her imagination. Feng Yihan really liked Feng Sheng.
Moreover, they seemed to have a deep relationship.
Once Feng Yihan let go, Feng Sheng did not want to stay any longer. He held
Luo Yangyang’s hand and went upstairs.
Luo Yangyang still wanted to pull her hand back, but she gave up in the end.
She was wearing black socks and not even shoes. She let Feng Sheng lead her upstairs.
With every step she took, Luo Yangyang could feel Feng Yihan’s sharp gaze on her back.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the French windows of the hall, and the warm light illuminated the quiet beauty of the stairs.
Feng Yihan stood at the staircase and looked up blankly. Feng Sheng held Luo Yangyang’s hand and walked up step by step, getting further and further away from her.
As she looked at them, Feng Yihan also felt that the backs of the adult and child on the stairs were so harmonious and beautiful under the afterglow of the setting sun, like a happy couple returning home.
Feng Yihan was shocked when she thought of this.
In the next second, she brutally killed this thought.
Big Brother would never like that bitch Luo Yangyang!
Impossible!
She definitely wouldn’t let them be together. Eldest Brother was hers!
It was hers!
Feng Yihan glared at Luo Yangyang’s back as she walked upstairs.
Luo Yangyang, don’t even think about snatching the man from her!
Don’t even think about it!
Because of jealousy, Feng Yihan was so angry that she even forgot the pain from the burn on her foot.
“Han Han, why are you standing at the stairs?”
When Feng Yi returned, he saw Feng Yihan standing alone at the staircase, her eyes fixed on the stairs.
He looked around before he left, but there was no one on the stairs.
“All?” Feng Yi’s gentle voice entered her ears. Feng Yihan, whose vicious gaze had instantly faded, was a little dazed for a moment.
When Feng Yi looked at Feng Yihan, he caught the vicious look in her eyes.
His moist eyes darkened a little. He didn’t like the look in Feng Yihan’s eyes.
Feng Yihan looked at Feng Yi and quickly reacted. The pain of the burn was immediately transmitted to her brain.
“Second Brother, I’m scalded.” Feng Yihan’s aggrieved face scrunched up, crying as she threw herself into Feng Yi’s arms.
“Burn? How did you get scalded?” When Feng Yi asked this, his gaze landed on the messy coffee table.
Feng Yihan’s hand that was holding Feng Yi paused. She raised her pitiful face and looked at Feng Yi with tears in her eyes.”Younger Sister has boiled water, sob sob…I was scalded..”