The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 132 We Will Do Whatever You Want
Everyone who had taken out their food boxes stopped their movements, looking at themselves as if they were looking at their enemies all over the world.

Zhan Jinfeng frowned, but Li Yumei had already made the first move.

"Sweet and delicate? What a shameless woman!" She squinted her eyes, and what she said was very ugly. Zhan Jinfeng couldn't help becoming annoyed. What the hell is this Chen Shaoyan here for?
But before she could speak, Chen Shaoyan spoke first: "Can you let me go? You blocked me from having dinner with my fiancée."

With a faint smile, open eyebrows, and a hint of coldness in the darkness, Li Yumei was suddenly extremely embarrassed, so she could only grunt and backed away.

But the crowd is still there, and there seems to be no sign of dispersing.

Then Chen Shaoyan said indifferently like this: "Feng'er, next time, let's have lunch at a more interesting place. How can we eat in such a smoky atmosphere?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, even the idiot could hear the meaning in the words of this black-bellied bastard, Zhan Jinfeng let out a long sigh of relief, the true face of this person was finally revealed.

But unfortunately, that hateful look once again luckily fell on his own head.

Zhan Jinfeng felt speechless for a while.

Thinking that the person she was going to marry was the idol of the famous ladies in the capital, she was a little worried about her future.

Otherwise, it's better not to get married?

Catching her fleeting gaze, Chen Shaoyan couldn't help but glance back at the female students surrounding him, then retracted his gaze, gently grabbed her slender wrist, and brought her in front of her, slightly sipping her thin wrist. Slightly uttered a few words from his lips, the voice was not loud, but as if he wanted to be heard deliberately, he spread out among the crowd.

"Feng'er, whoever is your enemy is also my enemy."

While speaking, the finger that was holding her tightly slid across the palm intentionally or unintentionally, like a feather brushing by, soft and soft, causing a strange shudder, which made her face suddenly red a little more.

She suppressed her anger and glared at this man, but saw a soft smile flashed in his dark eyes, as if she was enjoying it.

And this sentence also successfully made the people around shut up, everyone looked at each other, and then gradually dispersed, only Li Yumei was still sitting on the side and refused to leave, but no matter how courteous she was, Chen Shaoyan would indifferent.

Zhan Jinfeng took a deep breath, glanced secretly at Li Yumei and Chen Shaoyan, and then quietly raised the corners of his mouth.

She vividly remembered what Li Yumei had done. This Li Yumei was deeply influenced by Di Qing, and she was the one who had the deepest influence. Even if she talked to her well, she would still be hated.

That being the case, there is no need for him to be kind to her anymore.

Thinking that she deliberately picked up the small bowl in front of Chen Shaoyan, filled him with mangosteen, tremella and lotus seed soup, handed it to Chen Shaoyan with a clever smile, and said in a soft voice that she had never used in her life: "Brother Shaoyan, you haven't tasted it yet."

While picking up vegetables, people's hands trembled, and a piece of bamboo shoot fell on the plate. He looked at Zhan Jinfeng suspiciously, but saw a deep smile in her eyes.

He raised his eyebrows, and enjoyed her sensuality with great interest.

After taking the white fungus and lotus seed soup, he deliberately said: "Feng'er handed it over, no matter what it is, it is good."

Sure enough, Li Yumei's face turned pale from behind, Zhan Jinfeng lowered his eyelids, and secretly pressed down the goosebumps that appeared on his arms.

Chen Shaoyan enjoyed the white fungus and lotus seed soup quite a bit, but Li Yumei couldn't take it anymore, turned around and left angrily.

Zhan Wenjuan, who had been silently pretending to be in the background since just now, looked at Li Yumei's leaving back enviously, and then silently shrank her aunt into the corner of the wall, holding the job bowl in her hand.

Chen Shaoyan tasted the lotus seed soup lightly, and it took him a long time to say in surprise: "What did you put in? It tastes very good."

Zhan Jinfeng grinned: "Good stuff."

Chen Shaoyan rubbed surprise and praise in his eyes: "It turns out that my Feng'er is still a good wife and mother, not only can go to the hall, but also can go to the kitchen."

"Eh..." Zhan Jinfeng was speechless for a while, she didn't make this thing, but...it was indeed made by herself first.

"You didn't do this just for your own entertainment, did you?" A certain man understood her question very well.

The corners of Zhan Jinfeng's mouth curled up, his almond eyes were shining brightly, and the radiance of Jin Yingluo flowed, making everyone who was illuminated gorgeous.

"Of course it's for sale!"

While the two were talking, Zhan Wenjuan silently lowered her head in the shadows, as Mr. Wen taught, do not see injustice, do not listen to injustice...

While tasting mangosteen, white fungus and lotus seed soup, Chen Shaoyan thought silently. After a long time, he said: "It's better to put this thing in a restaurant. You only need to collect the money, and you don't have to do it."

Zhan Jinfeng nodded again and again, she had exactly the same intention.

"Our Chen family has a restaurant in the capital, why don't you leave it to me, and then I'll give you five cents, how about it?"

Her future fiancé negotiated the price openly with her.

The smile on the corners of Zhan Jinfeng's mouth gradually widened, his almond eyes burst into spring water, but what he said made Chen Shaoyan choke.

"Okay, but I won't limit myself to just one of your stores."

The status of prospective fiancé disappeared in an instant, and Chen Shaoyan stared at Zhan Jinfeng blankly. After a long time, his pretty thin lips curled into a curve, and the curve slowly widened, this person couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Zhan Wenjuan, who was pretending to be in the background, raised her head and saw Chen Shaoyan laughing out of nowhere, with a look of horror on his face.

God, what the hell is going on, Brother Shaoyan, has he ever laughed like this?
I searched every corner of my memory, but there is no memory of this smile. Zhan Wenjuan could only look at Zhan Jinfeng with a strange expression, but saw her cousin's eyebrows and eyes drooping slightly, with a smile on her face, calm and elegant, just like a bodhisattva in a Buddhist temple .

It's over, it's over, it's over, people say that after the wedding, the husband and wife will become more and more alike, but...but they haven't married yet, why is it turned upside down! !

Chen Shaoyan felt that he had never laughed so heartily before, not because it was ridiculous, but because this woman might never be under his control for the rest of his life.

He looked down at his palm, which opened and closed, even so, he still liked it, he felt that his heart had gone with him, and what was sitting here was just a shell.

"Okay, Feng'er, we will do whatever you want!"

He succumbed, for the first time in his life, he succumbed to a woman, but he felt that it was worth it!

After lunch, Chen Shaoyan left indifferently, and changed into the usual indifference of a giant, but his little fiancée didn't even send him off, but he didn't care.

Zhan Jinfeng is such a woman.

(End of this chapter)