God of War's Love: Forced to Marry a Cute Wife

Chapter 210 Chapter 223
The sweet days go by so fast.

Ever since she became the second master's veritable woman, Song Feiyu's mood is always a little crazy.I laugh when I stare at the documents, I laugh when I pass the president's office, and sometimes I laugh when I make coffee in the pantry.

Since the last time in the cafeteria, after being hugged by President Luo in a high-profile manner, everyone in the company has no idea that the future proprietress is the little girl with noodles in clear soup.

Cinderella, the real Cinderella.

Although in private, some people commented sourly: "Only the person involved knows whether it is happiness or not. Who would not show affection? Who knows the purpose?"

Such comments reached Song Feiyu's ears, and she was not sad at all, because happiness was indeed only experienced by the person involved.

It just so happened that she was the person involved, so she felt the burning madness that was growing day by day under the indifferent appearance of the second master.The pampering that allows her to do whatever she wants is getting bigger and bigger day by day.

She was not an honest girl in the first place, but now that she is indulged by the second master, she is even more courageous and fat.Chang took his own initiative to take the third child out to meet people, and even took him to Wangjia Mental Hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Of course, there must be seven or eight bodyguards behind him.This must not be careless, no matter how stupid she is, Song Feiyu, but when it comes to the matter of the third child, she will never dare to be sloppy.

Yan Jinhuan is like a bird out of the cage, never flying back to Yan Donglian's control range.But the strange thing is that Yan Donglian not only didn't stop her, but also covered her at Yan's house, proving that she was studying in England.

Thinking about it this way, she is actually a pretty good cousin.

Occasionally, I send a text message to say hello, or ask her out for a meal when I find time, but all aspects are in good condition.It was even more natural for her to stay by Luo Ziyu's side.

The lives of the two children were really carefree. They chatted in bed from the moment they opened their eyes in the morning, then had breakfast, lunch and dinner together, basked in the sun on the lawn, and listened to music and sang songs together.

Jin Huan is very talented in comics, and often draws some strange and four-dimensional things in front of Luo Ziyu's handsome face, euphemistically calling it the comic version of "Brother Yu".But those paintings are quite meaningful, most of them are two little monsters, holding hands to sleep, eat, play, in short, they are inseparable.

She always smiled and acted like a baby: "Brother Yu, do I draw well?"

Mr. Luo's answer remained unchanged for 3 years, with a stunning smile on his face: "It looks good."

For them, time hardly flows.But this time, a few months really passed by.

Wei Xue's illness has improved greatly, and in the first few days of the Chinese New Year, accompanied by medical staff throughout the whole process, she went to the "Xingyu" villa as a guest.Of course, the guest was Song Tianlong, who was recovering day by day.

This is equivalent to a family reunion. Since it is a reunion, Li Luo's presence is naturally indispensable.

In order to avoid Wei Xue's psychological burden, this time he did not notify the Chief Chief to come.The so-called old friends meeting each other will definitely remember the dead husband, which is not good for Wei Xue's condition.

In the past few months, Miss Wen has also made various efforts to mend her relationship with the Luo family.The psychiatric report issued by the doctor is naturally her trump card.It's a pity that Mr. Chief didn't see any guests.

Not only did Mr. Chief not see any guests, but he also clearly stipulated that Miss Wen was not welcome in this family.When the guard soldiers saw Miss Wen's vehicle, they had the right not to let it go.

Deputy Mayor Luo was caught in the middle, seemingly in pain, like a sandwich biscuit trying to survive, comforting the other end while steadying the other end, in short, life has to go on, doesn't it?

(End of this chapter)