Chapter 1505: Not all divorced
Chapter 1505 Not all divorces
Now, Tan Zhongnan told them the content of the call.
Tan Mu felt that the people behind it would definitely be anxious.
And, planning to seal his father's mouth before he wakes up.
If this is the case, it means that those people will go to the hospital...
Thinking that Tan Mu was in the hospital, An Lin couldn’t help squeezing the steering wheel tightly.
"An Lin, I don't want you to take risks."
The concern in Tan Mu's tone made An Lin feel warm, and a smile appeared on her lips, "My cousin and I are in the same category as sisters, and don't put it to harm me."
Feng Wanfeng and her are only one year apart in age. When they were young, they often lived in her house, and their relationship was really good.
**
Just as Feng Wanfeng said on the phone, she cooked half of the dishes, An Lin liked to eat half of them, and the other half Feng Wanfeng liked to eat.
An Lin was dragged to the table by Feng Wanfeng and sat down. Looking at the table full of food, she made no secret of the joy in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Cousin, you are so kind."
Feng Wanfeng gave her a smile, opened the chair next to her, sat down, and handed her the chopsticks, "Now you know I’m all right."
"I always knew it, by the way, why didn't I see Jin Chen?"
An Lin withdrew her eyes from the table full of delicacies, and looked at Feng Wanfeng with concern.
Feng Wanfeng was about to pick up vegetables for her. Hearing her words, the action of picking up vegetables was slightly stagnant, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she replied perfunctorily: "He misses his dad. I asked the driver to send him back to Yao's house."
"Cousin."
An Lin condensed her eyebrows and looked at Feng Wanfeng.
Her voice changed Feng Wanfeng's face, trying to hide her emotions.
However, due to the nature of a woman, even if Feng Wanfeng can conceal her sorrow of divorce from Yao Dewei, she cannot conceal her love for her son.
The emotion that flashed in her eyes was still caught by An Ran.
"Linlin, hurry up and eat, it won't taste good after a while."
"Did Yao Dewei rob Jinchen with you?" An Linxiu frowned more and more, her tone filled with anger for her.
Seeing Feng Wanfeng not speaking, she was even more angry: "Yao Dewei is not a thing anymore, cousin, you won't forget him at this time and let him take Jin Chen away?"
"Linlin, you misunderstood."
Feng Wanfeng glanced upstairs subconsciously, "Dewei did not take Jin Chen away. He just took Jin Chen to stay at home for a few days, and then sent it back in a few days."
"Really?"
An Lin questioned her words.
Feng Wanfeng nodded heavily, “Of course it’s true, Linlin, don’t be angry, come, let’s eat first.”
She picked up the dishes and put them in An Lin's bowl, "Jin Chen is not at home, you don't leave tonight, stay with me here."
"That can't work. My mother-in-law is still at home. If I stay with you for one night, Amu should be angry tomorrow."
"You!"
Feng Wanfeng prolonged the tone, “I also said that I can’t forget Yao Dewei. Don’t you do the same to Tan Mu? I really don’t know what his wood-like character attracts you. You have been so obsessed for so many years.”
An Lin laughed at herself, "I don't know what's wrong with me. Knowing that he doesn't like me, he didn't take me to heart, but the moths are like flying into the flames. Even if the ashes are gone, I won't look back."
"Linlin, what's the matter with you, did that **** Tan Mu bully you?"
Seeing An Lin's brows and eyes were dyed with deep sadness, Feng Wanfeng's eyes flashed with worry, and asked with concern.
An Lin smiled bitterly, “Cousin, you don’t know, if it wasn’t for my father-in-law who was injured, he and I would have been divorced.”
"Divorce?"
Feng Wanfeng was frightened, "You and Tan Mu have only been married for a few days, Linlin, how did he bully you, tell me, I will ask him to settle the account now."
Seeing Feng Wanfeng threw her chopsticks, An Lin grabbed her before she got up, "Cousin, what's the use for you to find him? I think it's okay to be divorced. It's not too bad for you to carry Jin Chen alone now Is it okay?"
"I am different from you."
Feng Wanfeng glared at An Lin.
An Lin asked amusedly, “What’s the difference? Are we not divorced in the same way, but you have an oil bottle, and I’m still single.”
"Tin Mu said that he was responsible for you. If he dares to divorce you, I will never let him go."
Feng Wanfeng looked at the second floor, only glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze.
If it is said that the first time Feng Wanfeng looked at the second floor, it was inadvertent and An Lin didn't care about it. The second time, when she looked upstairs, An Lin was naturally a little confused.
It seemed that she didn’t want to talk about Tan Mu anymore. An Lin changed the subject, “Cousin, you and Jin Chen are going to Baldives for a vacation. You must have taken a lot of photos. Take them out quickly and let me appreciate them.”
"I will look at it after eating."
Feng Wanfeng is a narcissistic woman, and of course, she is also beautiful.
Her biggest hobby in her life is taking pictures. She loves taking pictures, posing poses, life pictures, art pictures, or portraits and selfies.
"The more you don't let me see, the more I want to see it, so let's take it down quickly and I'll watch it while eating."
An Lin said a way to achieve both.
She knew that Feng Wanfeng would definitely agree.
She can't refuse, others want to appreciate her beautiful photos.
"I'm afraid of you, I'll get it for you."
Feng Wanfeng glared at her, got up and left the seat, went out of the dining room, and went upstairs to get her photos.
Feng Wanfeng's back disappeared on the second floor, An Lin hesitated, got up, and followed upstairs.
Her footsteps were so light that she could barely hear any sound. When she walked to the stairwell on the second floor, she heard a faint voice in the master bedroom not far away.
Hearing this, An Lin's eyes changed slightly.
Holding one hand on the railing, holding her breath, listening to the conversation from the crack of the door, "Linlin wanted to see my photo, so I came up and took it."
"How did you talk to her, did you ask, did Tan Zhongnan wake up?"
An Lin is very familiar with that voice, it belongs to Yao Dewei.
She felt a lot of pain in the apex of her heart. It turned out that her cousin was really involved.
It turned out that this shooting was really related to the Yao family.
She thought of the transfer, she immediately took out the phone, turned on the recording, and pinched it in her hand.
The sound that came into my ear was Feng Wanfeng’s, with a hint of apology.
"I haven't asked Dewei, although Linlin married into the Tan family, but Tan Mu has never liked her. Just now Linlin told me that if Tan Zhongnan was injured, she and Tan Mu would have divorced."
"Really?"
Yao Dewei's tone changed slightly, and he seemed a little unbelievable.
Feng Wanfeng believed, "Of course it is true. The person Tan Mu likes is that woman named Wen Ran. You don't know that, at the beginning, he jumped off the cliff for Wen Ran."
"Wanfeng, what do you mean by this?"
Yao Dewei's voice changed, and suddenly there was a deceptive low, An Lin subconsciously frowned, but did not hear clearly.
(End of this chapter)
Now, Tan Zhongnan told them the content of the call.
Tan Mu felt that the people behind it would definitely be anxious.
And, planning to seal his father's mouth before he wakes up.
If this is the case, it means that those people will go to the hospital...
Thinking that Tan Mu was in the hospital, An Lin couldn’t help squeezing the steering wheel tightly.
"An Lin, I don't want you to take risks."
The concern in Tan Mu's tone made An Lin feel warm, and a smile appeared on her lips, "My cousin and I are in the same category as sisters, and don't put it to harm me."
Feng Wanfeng and her are only one year apart in age. When they were young, they often lived in her house, and their relationship was really good.
**
Just as Feng Wanfeng said on the phone, she cooked half of the dishes, An Lin liked to eat half of them, and the other half Feng Wanfeng liked to eat.
An Lin was dragged to the table by Feng Wanfeng and sat down. Looking at the table full of food, she made no secret of the joy in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Cousin, you are so kind."
Feng Wanfeng gave her a smile, opened the chair next to her, sat down, and handed her the chopsticks, "Now you know I’m all right."
"I always knew it, by the way, why didn't I see Jin Chen?"
An Lin withdrew her eyes from the table full of delicacies, and looked at Feng Wanfeng with concern.
Feng Wanfeng was about to pick up vegetables for her. Hearing her words, the action of picking up vegetables was slightly stagnant, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she replied perfunctorily: "He misses his dad. I asked the driver to send him back to Yao's house."
"Cousin."
An Lin condensed her eyebrows and looked at Feng Wanfeng.
Her voice changed Feng Wanfeng's face, trying to hide her emotions.
However, due to the nature of a woman, even if Feng Wanfeng can conceal her sorrow of divorce from Yao Dewei, she cannot conceal her love for her son.
The emotion that flashed in her eyes was still caught by An Ran.
"Linlin, hurry up and eat, it won't taste good after a while."
"Did Yao Dewei rob Jinchen with you?" An Linxiu frowned more and more, her tone filled with anger for her.
Seeing Feng Wanfeng not speaking, she was even more angry: "Yao Dewei is not a thing anymore, cousin, you won't forget him at this time and let him take Jin Chen away?"
"Linlin, you misunderstood."
Feng Wanfeng glanced upstairs subconsciously, "Dewei did not take Jin Chen away. He just took Jin Chen to stay at home for a few days, and then sent it back in a few days."
"Really?"
An Lin questioned her words.
Feng Wanfeng nodded heavily, “Of course it’s true, Linlin, don’t be angry, come, let’s eat first.”
She picked up the dishes and put them in An Lin's bowl, "Jin Chen is not at home, you don't leave tonight, stay with me here."
"That can't work. My mother-in-law is still at home. If I stay with you for one night, Amu should be angry tomorrow."
"You!"
Feng Wanfeng prolonged the tone, “I also said that I can’t forget Yao Dewei. Don’t you do the same to Tan Mu? I really don’t know what his wood-like character attracts you. You have been so obsessed for so many years.”
An Lin laughed at herself, "I don't know what's wrong with me. Knowing that he doesn't like me, he didn't take me to heart, but the moths are like flying into the flames. Even if the ashes are gone, I won't look back."
"Linlin, what's the matter with you, did that **** Tan Mu bully you?"
Seeing An Lin's brows and eyes were dyed with deep sadness, Feng Wanfeng's eyes flashed with worry, and asked with concern.
An Lin smiled bitterly, “Cousin, you don’t know, if it wasn’t for my father-in-law who was injured, he and I would have been divorced.”
"Divorce?"
Feng Wanfeng was frightened, "You and Tan Mu have only been married for a few days, Linlin, how did he bully you, tell me, I will ask him to settle the account now."
Seeing Feng Wanfeng threw her chopsticks, An Lin grabbed her before she got up, "Cousin, what's the use for you to find him? I think it's okay to be divorced. It's not too bad for you to carry Jin Chen alone now Is it okay?"
"I am different from you."
Feng Wanfeng glared at An Lin.
An Lin asked amusedly, “What’s the difference? Are we not divorced in the same way, but you have an oil bottle, and I’m still single.”
"Tin Mu said that he was responsible for you. If he dares to divorce you, I will never let him go."
Feng Wanfeng looked at the second floor, only glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze.
If it is said that the first time Feng Wanfeng looked at the second floor, it was inadvertent and An Lin didn't care about it. The second time, when she looked upstairs, An Lin was naturally a little confused.
It seemed that she didn’t want to talk about Tan Mu anymore. An Lin changed the subject, “Cousin, you and Jin Chen are going to Baldives for a vacation. You must have taken a lot of photos. Take them out quickly and let me appreciate them.”
"I will look at it after eating."
Feng Wanfeng is a narcissistic woman, and of course, she is also beautiful.
Her biggest hobby in her life is taking pictures. She loves taking pictures, posing poses, life pictures, art pictures, or portraits and selfies.
"The more you don't let me see, the more I want to see it, so let's take it down quickly and I'll watch it while eating."
An Lin said a way to achieve both.
She knew that Feng Wanfeng would definitely agree.
She can't refuse, others want to appreciate her beautiful photos.
"I'm afraid of you, I'll get it for you."
Feng Wanfeng glared at her, got up and left the seat, went out of the dining room, and went upstairs to get her photos.
Feng Wanfeng's back disappeared on the second floor, An Lin hesitated, got up, and followed upstairs.
Her footsteps were so light that she could barely hear any sound. When she walked to the stairwell on the second floor, she heard a faint voice in the master bedroom not far away.
Hearing this, An Lin's eyes changed slightly.
Holding one hand on the railing, holding her breath, listening to the conversation from the crack of the door, "Linlin wanted to see my photo, so I came up and took it."
"How did you talk to her, did you ask, did Tan Zhongnan wake up?"
An Lin is very familiar with that voice, it belongs to Yao Dewei.
She felt a lot of pain in the apex of her heart. It turned out that her cousin was really involved.
It turned out that this shooting was really related to the Yao family.
She thought of the transfer, she immediately took out the phone, turned on the recording, and pinched it in her hand.
The sound that came into my ear was Feng Wanfeng’s, with a hint of apology.
"I haven't asked Dewei, although Linlin married into the Tan family, but Tan Mu has never liked her. Just now Linlin told me that if Tan Zhongnan was injured, she and Tan Mu would have divorced."
"Really?"
Yao Dewei's tone changed slightly, and he seemed a little unbelievable.
Feng Wanfeng believed, "Of course it is true. The person Tan Mu likes is that woman named Wen Ran. You don't know that, at the beginning, he jumped off the cliff for Wen Ran."
"Wanfeng, what do you mean by this?"
Yao Dewei's voice changed, and suddenly there was a deceptive low, An Lin subconsciously frowned, but did not hear clearly.
(End of this chapter)