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Chapter 65

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    Wan Jin and He Long stayed at the Mid-level Villa for a week.

    When it comes to his little daughter¡¯s thoughts, He Long doesn¡¯t even care.  However, when it comes to matters between men and women, take precautions if you can.  Instead of dragging Wan Jin home and letting her attack Feng Jian behind his back, it would be better to put it in front of her and watch her behavior indifferently.

    Although the two of them are guests, due to their seniority, the host and his wife have always been casual.  Instead, the housekeepers and chores in the mid-level villa began to gather around the mother-in-law.  He Long was born as a dancer in her early years. Years of rich life can hardly wash away the oppression and meanness in her temperament, let alone her lofty personality.  He Long had just delegated Li's business affairs to his son-in-law, but now he had to take on the housekeeping duties, and he was becoming more and more impatient.  The colder her attitude towards Wan Jin became, the more critical she became towards Feng Jian.

    Wan Yun said to Feng Jian: "My mother is actually very new. When there were orphans and widows, many people wanted to get married, but she refused them all, saying that if a woman can do well on her own, why should a man do it? After so many years, she has also  We sisters have never been forced to get married, there is no pressure.¡±

    Feng Jian glanced at her and thought it was He Long who felt sorry for Wanyun alone.  Otherwise, why would Wan Jin be pushed out without hesitation during the marriage?

    Wan Yun said helplessly: "There are things she didn't do well. I always hope you will see my kindness and be considerate."

    Feng Jian was noncommittal and turned to discuss the second person who made him uncomfortable: "At least talk to Wan Jin. She is on vacation now. Instead of staying at home all the time, why not go out and play more with your mother."

    Wan Yun hesitated to speak, and finally smiled bitterly.  How to explain to this incomprehensible guy that Wan Jin came back just for him.

    Feng Jian studied her expression for a while: "You want to ask who will pay for their travel expenses?"

    Wanyun glanced at him: "If you can persuade Jinjin to go out to relax, my mother will naturally follow her."

    Feng Jian snorted coldly.  He remembered Wanyun's joke.  Although He Long and Wan Jin were an eyesore, if they drove away the mother-in-law and sister-in-law with their own hands, it would seem that they were looking forward to getting along with Wan Yun.

    So Feng Jian responded with a fake smile: "Then continue living, I'm not that stingy."

    ??In fact, there are other ways to deal with it.

    Feng Jian discovered by chance that as long as he had a gentle attitude towards Wan Yun, he would be a good person.  He Long became friendlier to him, and Wan Jin was able to put away her uncomfortable eyes and look elsewhere.

    So when the curator saw Feng Jian coming to pick up Wan Yun¡¯s car in person, he turned to Wan Yun and said, ¡°This situation is very strange.¡±

    Wan Yun deeply agrees.

    Feng Jian¡¯s way of expressing kindness to others is really not something that normal people can accept easily.  I always believed that professional people should do professional things. Feng Jian spent some time reading a few psychology books, then put them down with a curled lips.

    So every morning, Feng Jian would praise Wanyun at the dining table for four people.  Men are really not good at these sweet words, and after a few words of snake oil were spoken, they were embarrassed and speechless. Later, Feng Jian simply printed out short sentences of praise and put them on her bedside table.

    Sometimes Wan Yun listened expressionlessly to Feng Jian's dry reading of the lines, but He Long said lightly: "Xiao Feng cares about you, how can you ignore it?"

    At this moment, looking at the man who was leaning against the door and looking at his watch irritably from time to time, Wan Yun pointed upstairs and motioned for him to wait a moment longer.

    The curator beside him was already walking quickly towards Feng Jian.

    Feng Jian believes that his daily compliments are the biggest concession to express goodwill and resolve family conflicts.  And today he took the time to pick up Wan Yun because of Wan Jin.

    ¡ª¡ªThe former fianc¨¦e, now the sister-in-law, and the future debtor.  Wan Jin is indeed like the white rice in Feng Jian's heart, soft and sticky, and it touches the eyes.  Although his impression of her was acceptable, the presence of that little girl always seemed to remind Feng Jian that he had chosen marriage for the sake of profit.

    Therefore, the attitude is cold and you can avoid it if you can.

    The two of them started talking again because of the shepherd dog at home.

    Wan Jin is currently living in her eldest sister's house shamelessly. He Long doesn't want to take care of her anymore, and Wan Jin is not willing to get close to Wanyun, so he always teases the two dogs in his daily life.  Zhen¡¯s mother complained privately more than once, saying that because of the young lady¡¯s willfulness, the servants at home always had to pick up frivolous dogs anytime and anywhere.

    Feng Jian didn¡¯t take it seriously. He ran every morning and was used to two dogs happily leading the way.  I got up an hour early that day, and on a whim, I took a discarded razor and shaved the long snow-white hair of the two shepherd dogs into strips, and then ran three laps with the two unhappy dogs.

    When Feng Jian came back out of breath, she saw Wan Jin wearing goose-yellow suspender pajamas and standing barefoot at the door, waiting.

    The girl¡¯s face in the morning light has a pure and gentle flavor,And the cool breeze picked up, tugging at the hem of her skirt.

    Wan Jin stared blankly at the two beloved shepherd dogs being led by Feng Jian. Their previously neatly trimmed long hair looked as if they were being chewed by each other.  She was frightened, angry and angry. She felt that everything was not going well and everything she loved in the world had been deprived of her.  Under the equally surprised gaze of Feng Jian across from him, Wan Jin felt all the grievances welling up from deep in his heart, and suddenly he covered his face and cried.

    Feng Jian took a step back.

    Wan Jin squatted on the grass and cried sadly, not knowing the reason.  But in the early morning, the servants in the villa were barely awake, and it was really a waste of time.  Feng Jian's first thought was to call Wanyun to rescue him. However, he didn't bring his cell phone with him, so he had to pass by the small fountain before going upstairs to call Wanyun.

    He hesitated and subconsciously loosened the traction chain in his hand.  The two shepherd dogs immediately ran up, wagging their tails back and forth, trying to lick Wan Jin's face.

    Wan Jin raised his head with tears on his face and asked, "Who secretly cut this hair? Mom? Or eldest sister?"

    Feng Jian coughed, and Wan Jin's tears flowed more fiercely, and she said bitterly: "Theythey all bullied me"

    Feng Jian thought that he was used to being bullied by Li, so he could only express his deep sympathy at this moment.  And recalling the psychological book "How Men Express Friendly Signals to Women", the third sentence of the third section of Chapter 6, "in uncomfortable moments, express your care and support at the right time."

    Feng Jian said softly: "If you feel uncomfortable living here, you can go out to relax. Don't worry about finances, I will help you arrange everything."

    Wan Jin looked at Feng Jian in tears and suddenly sobbed: "Feng Jian, youdo you remember why you chose me to be your wife in the first place?"

    Feng Jian answered the old question without reservation. The situation is different now, but there is no need to dodge.  Feng Jian frowned and answered again unchanged.

    Wan Jin listened blankly. Before Feng Jian finished speaking, she seemed to have no courage to face him again.  The girl suddenly stood up, turned around and ran away covering her face.

    Psychology books have never taught anyone to face such a situation. Feng Jian stood there dumbfounded. When he saw the sheepdog turning to pounce on him, he vaguely felt that he was in trouble.

    Feng Jian has never been good at dealing with this kind of trouble. Before going home, he thought about it and wanted to ask Wanyun for confirmation.  But at this moment, Mr. Hu, who had outstanding aesthetics but whose IQ was questionable, ignored his impatience and was asking Feng Jian various weird questions.

    Later, the curator said euphemistically: "Xiao Feng, I am really grateful that you arranged for Xiao Ke to join your company. But that's enough. I don't like old-fashioned men like you, so don't borrow any more.  I come here for every opportunity." The curator cruelly rejected Feng Jian and sighed, "Besides, you already have a little girl, and I like her very much and don't want to compete with her for a man."

    Feng Jian frowned and listened a few times before she finally understood. Thinking that both of them always made the same mistake, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "You think I like people of the same sex? Then why should I marry Li Wanyun?"

    The curator disagreed: "Nonsense, all the men in the world want to marry Xiao Yunyun, okay?"

    Feng Jian was silent for a while, then said expressionlessly: "Mr. Hu, what do you think a person needs to do to express that he dislikes you very much?"

    The curator replied affirmatively: "How could it be? How could there be any human being in the world who doesn't like me?"

    Feng Jian curled her lips coldly, Wan Yun had already gone downstairs and walked to Feng Jian's side: "You can go, but you need to accompany me to the gallery again."

    The two of them were halfway through when the curator suddenly reacted.  He said loudly from behind: "Feng Jian, if you don't have a crush on me, why do you always stare at my butt?"

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did not do anything to the curator, Feng Jian slowly turned around and said to the curator word by word: "I am currently learning lip reading on my own." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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