Chapter 1988 (2/2)
“……” Fei Jiayang was stunned for a moment.
”Ilanyou is like a copy of mother apocalypse.” Feng Yingshu seems to be immersed in memories: ”beautiful, intelligent, confident, generous, the mother of Apocalypse has the most beautiful smile in the world, as long as you see her smile, you will feel that there is no difficulty in the world that you can't go through.” Feng Ying Shu added with a smile: ”and she is a doll controller. There is no doll in the world that she doesn't have.”
In a few words, Fei Jiayang's mind outlined a beautiful woman with a face similar to that of the Dragon Tianqi and a look similar to that of Ilan you.
”They were very happy.” Feng Yingshu's fingertips across the wall of the cup: ”it's a pity that his mother's character is too strong, so she has lost someone's patience, so...” Feng Yingshu's smile gradually converged: ”the mother of Apocalypse disappeared from the world.”
”Hiss...” Fei Jiayang took a breath of cool air: ”you just said It's about you Then... ”
”Ha ha.” Feng Yingshu smiled again and said, ”I'm not good at that, but I'm also a chess player of others. As for my relationship with me, they think I'm more suitable to be the daughter-in-law of the dragon family than she is.”
“……” Fei Jiayang looks at Feng Yingshu.
Indeed, Feng Yingshu always gives her a very gentle feeling.
Such a woman has no murderous appearance and makes people want to be close.
”Tianqi and ilanyou are meant to marry each other. This is a commercial marriage.” Feng Yingshu said, ”what as like as two peas do not shine, and who knows that apocalypse is so fascinated by Iran, just like the fact that Han Mo once was fascinated by the mother of the day, and their father and son looked alike in their eyes.
“……” Fei Jiayang doesn't know how to answer.
”Tianqi's mother used to be my good friend. We were so good that we could share our thoughts with each other. Every night when she went to bed, I gave all the dolls lying beside her.” Feng Yingshu said.
”Is that so?” Fei Jiayang was a little surprised.”Our story seems to you young people to be a bit old-fashioned. It's just a story about a pair of sisters falling in love with the same man. Before she died, calligraphy belonged to her. After her death, calligraphy and Apocalypse belonged to me.” Feng Yingshu said.
“……” Fei Jiayang looks at Feng Yingshu and doesn't know whether Feng Yingshu's love for Dragon Tianqi's birth mother is true or false.
After all, it also involves a man, a woman's jealousy
”You must be thinking about my relationship with mother Tianqi now.” Feng Yingshu smiled and looked at Fei Jiayang.
”No, no...” As soon as Fei Jiayang wanted to deny, he felt that the denial was too feeble, so he took a sip of his mouth and said, ”I'm sorry...”
”Nothing.” Feng Ying Shu smiled and said, ”just tell you that.”
Fei Jiayang looks at Feng Yingshu and waits for her to continue.
”Apocalypse is the son of her and calligraphy. I hope I can see it as my own.” Feng Yingshu looked at Fei Jiayang and said, ”I'm also worried that my mood will change a few years after her death or when Tianqi grows up, so I did a small operation to give up the chance of pregnancy.” Feng Yingshu looked at Fei Jiayang and said, ”I didn't give myself room to regret, so I didn't have my own children, and Apocalypse is my child.”
“……” Fei Jiayang was shocked. To be honest, she felt that if she were herself, she would definitely want to have her own children.
Even if she had such a serious heart attack, she would like to have a chance to be a mother.
But Feng Yingshu even gave up the chance of conception directly.
”Listen.” Feng Yingshu held Fei Jiayang's hands and said, ”I really love my husband and my son. I treasure them more than anyone else in the world. I fear the tragedy happened to Apocalypse more than anyone else in the world.”