Chapter 522： Endless quarrel (1/2)

Hearing the same thing from two good friends within a day, Yu Fei felt very uncomfortable.

When Yu Fei was about to persuade him, Ye Kexin said again: ”Look, did I get through with Jiajia alone? Why bother to deal with his family now?”

”Ke Xin, you can't say that. Since you love Xiao Yuan and want to be with him, the two must tolerate each other. You should maintain a good relationship with his family.”

”I! Pooh! When I think of the faces of their family, I want to get angry!” Ye Kexin filled herself with wine again, and helped Yu Fei pick up the wine, ”Fei'er, let's drink!”

Yu Fei looked at Ye Kexin pouring down a cup, and felt uncomfortable, ”Kexin, it's almost okay. If you drink too much, you still feel uncomfortable.”

”No, I must be drunk, so that I can forget those seven aunts and eight aunts Yuan Chongqing favored.”

No matter how Yu Fei persuaded, Ye Kexin would not listen, and drank until he was drunk.

Yu Fei settled Ye Kexin, and Yuan Chuiqing called.

”Fei'er, is Kexin with you?” Yuan Chuiqing's voice was low and his emotions were not very high.

”She's with me, don't worry.”

Yuan Chuiqing finally felt relieved, ”Fei'er, please take care of her. She was wronged today. You can rest assured that I will solve this matter.”

”I know something about the two of you. Kexin is not the kind of unreasonable person who makes trouble. I hope you will give her more security. If there is anything I need to do, you can just tell me.”

...

On the eve of their marriage, Luo Lijuan and Duan Qingfeng had quarreled countless times. Later, as long as Luo Lijuan called Yu Fei, he would definitely say that Duan Qingfeng was not.

At noon on Saturday, when Yu Fei just coaxed Yu Muke to sleep, Luo Lijuan rushed over in anger, ”Faey, this marriage really can't be concluded.”

Yu Fei poured a glass of water for Luo Lijuan, and comforted: ”It is normal to have conflicts before getting married. Don't just talk about divorce. Duan Qingfeng will feel sad when he hears it.”

”He?” Luo Lijuan smiled and doubted Yu Fei's words, ”Don't look at him usually pampering me, who knows what he thinks, and now he sees me being angry and doesn't coax me. He didn't stop me when I ran away from home.”

Yu Fei held his forehead, his head would not be able to move for a while. What's wrong with this recently, the girlfriends around me are experiencing emotional crisis one by one, should she do something?

”Wait, what did you just say? You ran away from home?” Yu Fei looked surprised.

Luo Lijuan said with certainty: ”Yes, I just ran away from home, I don't want to marry him.”

”Well... what is the reason for you two this time?” Yu Fei asked carefully, no matter what happened, she didn't want Luo Lijuan to run away from home.

”I don't want to have breakfast in the morning, he insists on letting me eat...”

Yu Fei’s current mood can only be described in speechlessness, “You wait, I will call Duan Qingfeng now and let him pick you up.”

”Faey, do you want to betray me?”

”Juan Juan, you can be sure now that you have premarital anxiety. Don't quarrel with Duan Qingfeng. Go home well.” The two get married next Monday, and Yu Fei hopes everything goes well.

Luo Lijuan stood up, very unhappy, ”Fei'er, I am very angry now, how can I go back? Did you know that he was not home at night that night, there was a huge hickey on his neck, and his body The smell of cheap perfume.”

Yu Fei's expression was a little lonely, and her voice was extremely low, ”Juan Juan, think about it, I don't have the chance to have such a awkward relationship with Ke Chen, cherish the moment, and be well with Duan Qingfeng, okay?”

As for Duan Qingfeng's suspected derailment, she always felt unreliable.

Seeing Yu Fei's red eyes, Luo Lijuan held Yu Fei's hand tightly, ”Fei'er, I only care about getting angry, but not taking care of you will make you uncomfortable.”

”I'm okay.” Yu Fei smiled clearly, tears still couldn't help streaming down.

Half an hour later, Duan Qingfeng hurried over and kept a very humble posture as soon as he entered the door, ”Juan Juan, I know I was wrong, you forgive me?”