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Chapter 212: Where Are You Injured?

Translator: 549690339

Feng Yihan purposely did not explain it clearly, but it also made Feng Yi suspicious of Luo Yangyang.

She had thought that after she said that, Feng Yi would continue to ask.

However…

“Where are you hurt?” Feng Yi pushed her out of his arms and sized her up.

“Both my feet are scalded.” Feng Yihan didn’t think much of it before, but now she could clearly feel the burning pain in her calf.

Feng Yi took a closer look and found that Feng Yihan’s right calf, which was wearing black pants, was wet.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the nearby hot water that had spilled all over the ground.

There was a pair of feminine slippers in front of the coffee table and sofa.

Feng Yihan was still wearing her jacket and boots. The slippers were definitely not hers.

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There were only three women in the family. Other than her stepmother, Luo Ying, there was only Luo Yangyang left.

In front of the messy coffee table, Luo Yangyang’s slippers were still there, but she was gone.

When he came back, Feng Yihan was standing at the stairs with a vicious look in her eyes.

Most importantly, his brother’s low-key, luxurious black car was parked in the garage. This meant that his brother had returned before him.

As his thoughts spun, Feng Yi’s gaze became more complicated.

He didn’t ask any more questions. He stretched out his arms and picked Feng Yihan up by her waist.

Feng Yihan took a deep breath as she was suddenly lifted up. At the same time, she wrapped her arms around Feng Yi’s neck.

“What are you doing, Second Brother?””

“What are you doing? I’m sending you to the hospital, of course.” Feng Yi lowered his head and looked at Feng Yihan, whose face was still covered in tears.

“..”Feng Yihan’s eyes flickered a few times.

She looked at Feng Yi’s gentle expression and suddenly couldn’t understand him.

Why didn’t Second Brother ask her about it?

Didn’t he want to know how she got scalded?

Because Feng Sheng ignored her, Feng Yihan felt a little guilty after she accused Luo Yangyang.

That was why she did not slander Luo Yangyang in front of Feng Yi.

She had planned to tell Feng Yi about it while crying. She did not want to make things clear so that Feng Yi would think that Luo Yangyang was the one who burned her.

However…

If Feng Yi didn’t ask, she wouldn’t be able to act according to plan.

After carrying Feng Yihan into the car, Feng Yi remained silent.

After the car drove off, Feng Yihan, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, tilted her head and looked at Feng Yi a few times.

Every time, other than the slightly pursed lips, she could not tell what Feng Yi was thinking.

However, one thing was certain. Feng Yi’s mood was a little heavy.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Feng Yihan saw Feng Yi take out a cigar.

“Second Brother, when did you start smoking?”Feng Yihan looked at Feng Yi in surprise.

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“..”Feng Yi’s fingers that were holding the cigar paused for a moment.” I smoke occasionally.””

Silence filled the car.

Feng Yihan couldn’t stand the atmosphere, because this kind of silent and oppressive atmosphere had never appeared between her and Feng Yi before.

Just as she wanted to find a topic to talk about, Feng Yi looked at her sideways.”Can you not smell the smoke?”

“No, you can go ahead.” Feng Yihan, whose tears had long been wiped away, smiled at him.

She didn’t know what was going on either, but she kept feeling that there seemed to be something different between her and Feng Yi.

She couldn’t tell what was different.

After Feng Yi lit his cigar and took a few puffs, his moist eyes turned slightly to look at the front passenger seat.

After the smell of smoke filled the car, Feng Yihan frowned slightly. She obviously didn’t like the smell of smoke.

Feng Yi’s right hand, which was holding a cigar, rested on the steering wheel. He retracted his gaze and seemed to hesitate for a few seconds.

In the end, he didn’t put out the cigar and continued smoking.

On the other side.

Feng Sheng led Luo Yang into his bedroom.

As he closed the door behind him, he bent down and hugged Luo Yangyang’s thigh. He lifted her up to his level and pressed her against the door..