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Chapter 1518 - Chapter 1518

Chapter 1518: Feng Yi’s Special Fetish Chapter 1518: Feng Yi’s Special Fetish She knew that Feng Yihan and Feng Yi were not related by blood. They were not biological siblings.

Could it be that Feng Yi and Feng Yihan…

Moan suddenly didn’t dare to continue thinking.

Feng Yi, who was meticulous, felt Mo An’s wrist in his palm tremble slightly.

She…Had he guessed it? Scared?

“Yihan, I’m your brother. Of course I love you.”

Feng Yi looked straight at the tear-streaked Feng Yihan and said calmly.

“No, I can’t! It’s not like that! You lied to me!”

Feng Yihan’s vision was blurred by her tears, so she couldn’t see Feng Yi’s face clearly. She started shouting like she had gone crazy.

It was not the love of siblings.

Although no one had said it out loud all these years, she could feel that Feng Yi loved her, the kind of love a man had for a woman.

Feng Yihan’s tears made Feng Yi frown.

Feng Yihan losing control like this was obviously not within his expectations.

“Mo An, you…”

Feng Yi turned around and looked at Mo An.

Mo An understood Feng Yi’s gaze almost instantly and nodded repeatedly.”I can go home alone.”

Feng Yi probably wanted to settle Feng Yihan’s matter alone.

As an outsider, she felt awkward standing at the side. She might as well go back earlier.

“Then be careful. Call me if you need anything.”

After Feng Yi hailed a taxi by the roadside, he let Mo An go back first.

Looking at Feng Yihan who was still crying, Feng Yi pulled her towards her Maserati.

This was a busy city. Feng Yihan crying on the street like this already made many people look sideways.

He didn’t want others to think that he was a heartless man.

After the car left the city center, Feng Yi stopped by the roadside where there was very little traffic.

“Tell me, why are you in a bad mood?”

Feng Yi was sitting in the open car. He rarely smoked, so he casually took out a cigarette box from his suit pocket.

The smell of cigarettes soon filled the car.

Feng Yi wasn’t in a hurry to listen to Feng Yihan. He took his time and smoked one mouthful after another.

“..”

Feng Yihan’s tears had stopped flowing as she drove over.

Looking at Feng Yi who was smoking silently, she had the urge to cry again.

Feng Yi’s expression clearly showed that he was so annoyed that he didn’t want to hear her speak.

“Second Brother, do you like Mo An?”

Feng Yihan pondered for a while and then smiled sadly.

When the cigarette reached his lips, he suddenly stopped smoking.

“Aren’t you thinking too much? Mo An is just a fifteen-year-old girl. I’m not that beastly!”

Feng Yi looked as if he had seen a ghost. He looked at Feng Yihan as if he was looking at a lunatic.

He and Mo An?

How was this possible?

He was the one who came up with the idea of taking Moan overseas.

However, he only wanted to take Mo An away because he saw that she was on the wrong path. He did not want her to stand between Feng Sheng and Luo Yangyang.

This was his only motive.

He was a 25-year-old man after all.

How could he even think of a fifteen-year-old girl who was malnourished and hadn’t developed much?

“So what if he’s fifteen? I’m 15 years old, I’m looking at you, I’m looking at you, my eyes are changing.”

Feng Yihan didn’t think that Feng Yi’s explanation was convincing.

Perhaps Feng Yi liked that kind of little girl. Now that she had grown up, he no longer liked her.

Feng Yi’s hand that was holding the cigarette tightened, and the cylindrical cigarette between his fingers was flattened.

“What’s wrong? You have nothing to say now that I’ve hit the nail on the head?”

Feng Yi’s silence became solid evidence in Feng Yihan’s eyes.