Little Wife's Diary: My Husband is My Boss!
Chapter 92: Threat ( 1 )

Chapter 92: Threat ( 1 )

But when they saw Feng Zhexuan’s wrinkled clothes, red and moist lips, and deep eyes, they felt their bodies getting hotter and hotter. Their hearts were itchy as if they had been scratched by a cat.

When they watched him kiss Yan Yuling just now, they even wondered what it would be like to be kissed by him, and they felt so jealous. They didn’t even notice him saying the words ’my wife’ and still focused on his lips.

Seeing the greed and blatant desire in their eyes as they were looking at him, Feng Zhexuan felt disgust in his heart and narrowed his eyes.

The urge to gouge out their eyes and crush them choked him. The look in their eyes reminded him of that night fifteen years ago.

When he thought about that night, he looked at his wife. He didn’t know why, but ever since he saw his wife, he always felt that her eyes and scent were so familiar. It’s like he has been so close with her before.

He even had a ridiculous idea that maybe the little girl back then was not Xing Xiayan, but his wife.

However, his memory at that time was blurred. He only remembered that the little girl’s white and soft hands were covered in blood in order to save him.

Later, it was his grandfather who helped him find the little girl and brought her back to the Feng family.

In order to repay her for saving his life, his grandfather even asked his uncle to adopt her as his daughter. With the Feng family as her backer, she lived a carefree life from then on.

Although Xing Xiayan looked very similar to the little girl in his memory, he always felt that something was wrong.

He tried to find more information from his memory and even visited a famous psychiatrist. Under hypnotherapy, the little girl’s face became clearer and she was indeed Xing Xiayan.

Therefore, he never doubted that she was his savior. But now, he began to have doubts about it again.

Not knowing what her husband was thinking after being silent for so long, Yan Yuling held his hand and asked in a low voice, "Husband, what are you thinking about?"

Hearing his wife’s voice, Feng Zhexuan came back to his senses and shook his head, "It’s nothing. I just remember that there is some work that needs to be done."

Before Yan Yuling could react, she heard Yan Liguang’s angry voice, "Yuling, what do you think you are doing?!"

When Yan Yuling turned around, she saw her father staring at her with obvious anger in his eyes. Wen Jiali stood next to her father, looking at her as if she was doing something treacherous.

A middle-aged man with a beer belly looked at Yan Yuling from head to toe and asked with a frown, "President Yan, is this the well-behaved and gentle daughter you mentioned?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Liguang said quickly, "Director Huang, this is indeed her. I have let you see a joke."

Director Huang waved his hand nonchalantly and walked to Yan Yuling while taking a sip of his red wine.

When he was one meter away from her, he glanced at Feng Zhexuan and said, "Miss Yan, it seems you know how to play. After we get married, you should stop your little tricks and behave. I don’t want to hear you are having an affair outside."

When Feng Zhexuan heard this, his face darkened, and his arms around his wife’s waist tightened.

He took a step forward, blocked Director Huang from looking at his wife, and said coldly, "Old man, Yan Yuling is my wife. Instead of standing here talking nonsense, it is better to go back to sleep. In this way, your dream can be realized faster."

Being called an old man by a handsome young man made Director Huang angry. His face turned red with anger and said, "I’m talking to my fiancée, it’s not your turn to interfere."

Feng Zhexuan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Fiancée?"

Since the young man didn’t know about the agreement between him and Yan Liguang, Director Huang didn’t mind telling him.

He raised his double chin and said arrogantly, "Exactly. Yan Yuling is my fiancée. We agreed to register our marriage the day after tomorrow."

"I never agreed to marry you," Yan Yuling said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Jiali said, "Yuling, your father has decided to accept Director Huang’s proposal. Your marriage has been confirmed and the date has been selected. Your wedding will be held in March, but you will register your marriage after your sister’s wedding."

When Yan Yuling heard this, she burst out laughing. She looked at them and said, "Dad, have you forgotten that I am a married woman?"

"That marriage doesn’t count," Yan Liguang said.

"Well, whether it counts or not doesn’t depend on your words. My marriage is legal and registered with the Civil Affairs Bureau. If you have the ability, dissolve my marriage first and then you can arrange another marriage for me," Yan Yuling said with a smile.

When Feng Zhexuan heard his wife’s words, he pulled her close to his body and asked in a low voice unhappily, "Wife, what do you mean? Do you plan to abandon your husband after you have eaten your fill?"

Yan Yuling smiled after hearing his words and said, "Who said I’m going to abandon you?"

"Then what do you mean?" he asked her again.

"I’m just telling them the truth. It’s up to you to dissolve our marriage."

Although Feng Zhexuan was convinced that no one could annul his marriage, he was still dissatisfied with his wife’s casual words. He felt as though he was the only one taking their marriage seriously.

Since he couldn’t be angry at his wife, he could only vent his anger on other people.

"Mr. Yan, you can’t force my wife to marry this old man," Feng Zhexuan said.