Chapter 1551: Queen Joe's Absolute Status (5)


Feng Feng shut down the phone and dropped it directly on the glazed platform, and then continued to make breakfast for her daughter-in-law.
Qiao Yaruan was sitting on the sofa. There was no wind in the plot at the moment, and she didn't go to see it.
I was just thinking about what the old count had said to herself, although she had let go of her harsh words, but she knew what she was fighting with the royal family.
Feng Feng's hands and feet were fast, and he made four dishes and one soup within half an hour, and then all served to the table.
"Wife, eat."
"Who's your wife?" Qiao Yaruan cut off and got up to go to the restaurant.
Feng Feng: "..."
Feng Feng sat opposite Qiao Yaruan, holding a rice bowl as if he had something to say all the time.
"Just say something and see what I do?" Queen Joe spoke.
"Small soft tooth, I think you are so scared. You came to live with me like this?" Happiness came too suddenly, making him feel unreal, "Shouldn't it make me play again?"
Qiao Yaruan looked at him as he ate, "If you think it is fake, then it is fake. I ’ll leave after eating." Qiao Yaruan said it didn't matter.
"Don't, I recognize even the fake master." Feng Feng said quickly, "That, about yesterday--"
"When it comes to this, I have something to tell you." Qiao Yaruan said, then put down the rice bowl in his hand, "The day before yesterday, your so-called fiancee went to the army to teach me what is mean, what is noble."
"She's not my fiancee," Feng Feng said quickly.
"Yesterday, an old count met me and told me that as long as I promised you to marry that princess, you can stay with me." Qiao Yaruan continued.
Feng Feng paused for a moment, his face became more ugly.
"My grandpa is looking for you?" This, he couldn't deny it.
But meeting her grandfather means she knows it.
"Find it, I didn't expect that I could see an earl-level aristocrat in my life." Qiao Yaruan said quietly, then went on to take his rice to eat.
Feng Feng couldn't eat it anymore, and he put his chopsticks on the back of the chair and condensed his face, wondering what he was thinking.
"So, do you sympathize with me, or-pity me?" Feng Feng said with a mockery.
Because he might soon lose her freedom, so she came here, didn't she?
Qiao Yaruan frowned, looking at the angry awkward child.
"Sorry for you? Do you need to be a poor emperor? Do you need others to be pitiful?" Qiao Ya Ruan sneered.
"You—" Feng Feng took a deep breath, then stood up and looked at Qiao Yaruan, "I don't need you to be pitiful."
"Fengfeng, why are you pumping crazy?" Qiao Yaruan said loudly, looking at the man whose hair was full of hair, "Sit down."
Feng Feng took a deep breath, as if trying to hide something.
"So, now you know what my family is like, right? Everyone exists because he has value to use. That family, poor and sad, doesn't even know what emotion is, and I am just There is only one they can use so far. "
"Fengfeng--"
"Snapped--"
Qiao Yaruan's scream and applause sounded at about the same time.
Feng Feng's cheeks were tingling with numbness.
Applause and shouts echoed throughout the living room, accompanied by Qiao Yaruan's slightly heavy breathing.
"What are you afraid of?" Qiao Yaruan asked in a low voice.
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