Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

Chapter 234 Revenge

They got into the car and Feng Yi turned on the heater, and the car became warm instantly.

Chang Yao turned her head and looked at him: "Have you ever praised Assistant Wu like this before?"

"He is not as useful as you." Feng Yi said.

"It's easy for people to misunderstand you like this. There's something going on between us." Chang Yao turned her body sideways to observe him.

Feng Yi turned the car into a small road and parked it on the side of the road: "After I solve Yu Man's problem, our relationship will be made public."

Chang Yao asked, "How public is it? Is it within the company?"

“Let everyone in the circle know.”

Chang Yao's face froze. If they made their relationship public in such a high-profile manner, and Yu Man told others about her past, it would be devastating to their relationship.

She didn't want Feng Yi to know her embarrassing side, but she also didn't want to be separated from Feng Yi. She wanted everything, but in the end she might get nothing.

"I think it would be better to keep a low profile. Let's talk about this topic after you have dealt with Miss Yu's matter."

Feng Yi agreed. Winter nights always come quickly. It was still daytime when they left the company. They talked for a while and it was dark.

The street lights were on, but the lights where the car stopped were off, making the road before and after dark.

Chang Yao looked around and some images flashed through her mind, and her breathing became heavier.

Feng Yi came over and unbuckled her seat belt, then lifted her up and held her in his arms.

"Does this environment remind you of anything?"

Chang Yao swallowed nervously. When she was in college, she had encountered students in heat who would hide in the corner and do it directly. At that time, she could walk forward without changing her expression. But now, whenever she gets close to Feng Yi, her mind is filled with pornographic images, which is too unhealthy.

She leaned against Feng Yi's chest and said, "It's very cold. Let's go back quickly."

Feng Yi kissed her earlobe, leaned close to her ear and slowly said, "Help me unbuckle my seat belt."

The deep and magnetic voice burned her ears. She could not bear it and kept using her hands to unbuckle Feng Yi's seat belt.

Unfastening the seatbelt was like releasing a prisoner. Feng Yi's movements became unbridled, and they were deeply trapped...

After it was over, Chang Yao climbed back to the passenger seat and tidied her clothes. Feng Yi saw her put on her clothes and opened the window to ventilate and let out some ambiguous smell.

Chang Yao's cheeks were flushed. She lay by the window, blowing the cold wind, trying to cool down the remaining heat.

They slowed down, Feng Yi started the car and drove towards the villa. They were silent along the way, but they were still reminiscing about what had just happened.

After returning to the villa, Feng Yi went straight into the kitchen, took out the ingredients, washed them and cooked himself.

He had previously given the cooking robot the task to test its stability, but when it comes to cooking, he still prefers to do it himself.

He unplugged the robot and put it in the cabinet below, as if it were no longer in use.

Half an hour later, Feng Yi brought out the dishes and Chang Yao went in to serve the rice. They had consumed too much energy, and since it was past the usual meal time, their appetites were particularly whetted.

After eating and drinking, Chang Yao went upstairs, took out a bottle of medicine from her coat pocket, took out the pills and put them in her mouth, picked up the cup of water on the bedside, and swallowed them with water.

She put down the cup, and Feng Yi just walked in: "What are you doing?"

Chang Yao stuffed the medicine bottle into her pocket: "Take vitamins."

"I asked you for a list of vitamins last time, but you didn't give it to me. I asked someone to prescribe you a better one."

This bottle of medicine is not real vitamins. How can she tell Feng Yi the list? She looked up at Feng Yi and seemed to see a miniature shadow.

If they could have a child, how beautiful the girl would be if she looked like her father.

If they can make it to the end, they should have children, two, and if they are lucky, they can have a full set of good characters.

"Feng Yi, do you like children?" Chang Yao blurted out.

Feng Yi suddenly remembered that they had been together for so long, but he had never taken any precautions, and Chang Yao's body had not responded at all. Was she pregnant?

"Now is not the time, if you have..."

Before Feng Yi could finish his words, Chang Yao interrupted him: "We've been together for so long, if we wanted to have sex, we would have already had it. I'm infertile."

Chang Yao listened to his words and wondered whether he didn't like children or didn't want to have their children.

Feng Yi's unfinished words were stuck in his throat and he could no longer say them. What he actually wanted to say was that if they had a child now, they could set a date for the wedding. He would never let his child be accused of being an illegitimate child.

When he heard that Chang Yao was infertile, which meant that they might not have children in the future, he could accept it, even if it meant the Feng family.

It doesn't matter. It's very easy to have a baby now. If the Feng family insists on using this as an excuse to bully Chang Yao, they can find someone else. As long as the child is his, it's fine.

Chang Yao pushed him away: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to take a shower."

She locked herself in the bathroom and seemed to have never seen Feng Yi approach children. Maybe Feng Yi just didn't like children.

After taking a shower, she lay on the bed with her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. Feng Yi looked at her lack of interest, turned off the lights and went to bed with her.

The next day, after breakfast, they went to work. Usually, this road was congested but passable, but today it was blocked and they didn't know what was happening ahead.

Chang Yao turned the bike around and rode towards a small road, where she could avoid the congested road by making a circle.

She crossed the small road to the main road and passed through the open path of the hospital, where she happened to see Qiu Heng entangled with a girl.

Didn’t Zhuang Xue hire a lawyer? Why is Qiu Heng still fine? Is it because there is insufficient evidence?

Qiu Heng stepped back to block her: "Is the baby in this belly mine?"

The girl didn't take it seriously: "I've been with many men, not just you. I don't know whose it was, and I've had an abortion now."

Qiu Heng's face flushed with anger: "Calculate the time, the child is mine. I am the father of the child. Shouldn't you ask my opinion before getting rid of the child?"

The girl thought his hands were useless, yet he was still so naive: "I'm worth hundreds of millions, are you worthy of me?"

"Okay, I'll let everyone see if I'm worthy."

The girl narrowed her eyes. "Qiu Heng, right? Even if I don't get married in this life, I won't marry you. What good is there for me to do with you? Living in a house that looks like the same toilet as mine, haggling over every penny you buy, and then having to live with your poor parents, right?"

Qiu Heng was furious: "Bitch, shut up, shut up right there. You love to be with men so much, fine, go with them."

He took out a small crossbow from his pocket. It was designed based on the principle of the slingshot he used as a child, and was made to suit his current hand strength.

He aimed at the girl's lower body and shot at close range. The skewer, which was thicker than a barbecue skewer, pierced into the girl's body, and the girl screamed in fear.

When the driver heard the scream, he immediately got out of the car and restrained Qiu Heng.

Qiu Heng laughed like crazy: "You should be thankful that you crippled my hand, otherwise, I would stick sticks all over your body, hahahaha."

The girl yelled at the driver: "What are you standing there for? Call a doctor!"