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    While the two were talking, Feng Jian had already moved all the albums.  He took a breath, closed the back door, stepped into the driver's seat neatly, started the car, and drove away.

    Wan Yun and the dean were still standing side by side under the shade of the trees, watching his car disappear around the corner.

    There was a long silence.

    The curator turned around and said to Wan Yun mercilessly: "I think he forgot about you after he moved the paintings, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha with you."I think"

    When Feng Jian turned around and drove back, his mood was definitely not much better than Wanyun's.  However, the curator didn't care about the embarrassment of the two of them at all. He just supported the tree and laughed, almost falling down.

    "You married a - wonderful person, wow!" He smiled and said to Wan Yun.

    Wan Yun got into the car without saying a word and glanced at Feng Jian while fastening his seat belt.  In this silence, the other party continued to drive as if nothing had happened, without any intention of apologizing.  Until Wanyun sighed and patted his arm beside him.

    "Don't be nervous. It's just a small thing. I'm not angry with you."

    Feng Jian still held the steering wheel and mocked: "That's ridiculous, who said I'm nervous?"

    Wan Yun paused: "Do you know you have been speeding for five minutes?"

    As the background of this sentence, the alarm bell suddenly rang.  The traffic policeman rode a motorcycle and caught up with Feng Jian's car, gesturing to him to pull over and preparing to issue a fine.

    Feng Jian said to the traffic police: "I pay three times the fine. Can I stay in the police station for the whole weekend?"

    The traffic policeman took his driving number and said without raising his eyes: "Sir, I have been a traffic policeman for ten years, and you are not the first to threaten my husband like this."

    Feng Jian is sure that he is not the last one. What a terrible fate.

    There is something about Wanyun that Feng Jian admires more, and that is her generous personality.  There was one thing about Wanyun's character that Feng Jian really disliked, and that was that he always suspected her of being fake and generous.  After getting in the car, Feng Jian saw Wan Yun smile, saw her eyes looking out the window again, and saw that she did not blame herself for what happened before.  But Feng Jian judged others by himself, and always suspected that Wanyun wanted to settle accounts with his wife.

    With everyone having their own thoughts, they finally arrived at Li¡¯s old house.

    To Feng Jian¡¯s expectation, unlike Li Kongque¡¯s noisy family, Li¡¯s old house is a simple and low-key old building.  It's not even in a wealthy area, just located on a quiet street corner in the old city.  Next to it is a Japanese hardware store, and not far away is an open-air fruit stall. The sun sets, and the street scene is extremely quiet and peaceful.

    Feng Jian got out of the car and raised his eyebrows: "It looks like a scene in old Shanghai."

    Wan Yun walked next to him and seemed surprised by his interest in the old house: "Do you like it here?" Then he smiled and said, "Everyone in the family, except me, thought this place was too gloomy, so after we separated when I was ten years old,  Move individually.¡±

    Feng Jian said: "They think this place is not worthy of them."

    Wan Yun looked at him with a calm tone and no sarcasm.

    Feng Jian handed the car keys to the housekeeper.  The two of them silently stepped into the glass greenhouse in the old house in the dusk.

    The uncle was smoking leisurely, the third uncle was chatting with someone on the phone excitedly, and the others, centered on He Long, were watching the photos of Wanyun and Feng Jian taken at the resort.

    Seeing the two people coming in, He Long first waved Wan Yun to come and sit next to her, then implicitly stroked the mouth of her cheongsam with the back of her hand, and then said with a smile: "Xiao Feng is here? Why have I felt so cold for so long?  I haven't seen you." Then he said as if talking to himself, "Look, I have this son-in-law. It's better not to have one at all - I just got married and just finished our honeymoon, and now I'm starting to play the game of the dragon with me.  . What do you think I should do to see him more often?"

    Feng Jian¡¯s head swung around like an electric fan. After greeting the group of people, she immediately replied to He Long without thinking: ¡°You can see me if you go to the company to work more often on weekdays.¡±

    ¡°Is this an accusation that she doesn¡¯t work?  He Long gave Feng Jian a hard look in his heart, but he just continued to laugh: "Why do I still have to work in the company? You are such an old man, so making money and progress will be left to you young people."

    Feng Jian simply sat down on the sofa opposite, nodded and said, "That's right. I'm usually at the company. If you need anything, you can call me or my personal cell phone."

    He Long was choked by Feng Jian's "not bad".  As a mother-in-law, every time she sees her frivolous son-in-law, she always disagrees with him, and she has the urge to step on him.  It's a pity that every time before committing evil acts, I regret thinking that he is Wan Yun's husband-in-law. It really makes my heart cringe.

    Second Aunt saw He Long drinking tea to cover up his embarrassment and anger, and was very happy to see the drama of disagreement between the two people with foreign surnames continue to play out.  She held the photo in her hand, laughed so hard that He Long felt a little uncomfortable, and then lightly sow discord: "Xiao Feng, how about your honeymoon?"p; Feng Jian said in a deep voice: "If you don't have anywhere in particular you want to go, then go to the beach with me for a walk."

    On the way to the beach, no one spoke at first, and then I forgot who complained about the weather first.  The deadlock between the two was finally broken.

    Wan Yun said casually: "You really pay attention to safety, don't you?"

    "Because I grew up on Linlang Street." Feng Jian noticed that the woman next to her stopped for a moment, then said calmly, "Have you heard of it? It seems you are not so ignorant."

    Linlang Street, the most famous neighborhood in Xiacheng District, has a total of eighteen streets.  The origin of gangs in this city, the only things related to it are drugs, robbery, selling silver, and arms.

    Feng Jian continued: "If a woman walks alone on Linlang Street, the consequences may not be too good." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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