Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Yingying."

Aware of the query in Han Shaoqing's eyes, Feng Ying slowly put his hand into his arm.

"Han Shao, Miss Feng, this way, please."

After checking their invitations, the waiter led them into the hall.

In the colorful hall, men's suits and shoes, women's clothes and temples are integrated into their own small circles in twos and threes, and they are having a good chat.

When they appeared, the eyes around them became a little subtle.

Feng Ying's face remains unchanged. After all, the upper class circle of Cloud City is so large, and some people don't look up and look down.

"Han Shaozhen can bear it, not ordinary people!"

"To marry Fengying is to marry Fengjia. If it were me, I wouldn't give up. But speaking of it, Fengying looks really good. It's not a loss to marry her."

"I'm afraid Han Shao's head is green..."

Feng Ying thought about it and looked at Han Shaoqing. He thought his face would be a little ugly. Who knows, he tightened his lips and was a little serious.

"Yingying, I regret it a little."

"Oh?"

"I regret bringing you so beautiful." his tone was a little sour. "I really want to hide you. I can only be seen by myself."

“……”

That's beautiful.

If you were yourself before, you would have been sweet.

When Feng Ying pursed his mouth and smiled, the wave light in his eyes flowed, with a charming style.

"After all, I'm still your fiancee in name. You should be proud to dress up beautifully."

Nominally

Han Shaoqing glanced a glimmer of light at the bottom of his eyes and then collected, "yes, it's really my pleasure."

As soon as they found a seat to sit down, they saw a man in a suit coming over.

He has a handsome appearance and elegant temperament. He picks out an appropriate smile from the corners of his lips, like a natural noble childe, with an unparalleled dignity and atmosphere.

It is mu Jingchen, the hero's brother today.

"Han Shao, Miss Feng, welcome."

"Hello."

Feng Ying nodded. Han Shaoqing shook hands with him and said a few scene greetings.

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the door.

"The pool is less in the future!"

Pool banquet?

The original harmonious atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment, and then everyone looked at the door.

Even Feng Ying was stunned. Without waiting for a reaction, he heard mu Jingchen say "sorry" and quickly walked towards the entrance.

"Ah Yan, I finally waited for you. Fortunately, I didn't give up."

In full view of the public, the pond banquet slowly appeared accompanied by Zhan Yang.

He didn't wear a military uniform today. He dressed quite casually. Black Slim pants and casual suits are less rigorous and more uninhibited.

The inherent sense of oppression is not only awe inspiring but also attractive.

With a slight sweep of his eyes and a casual action, he looked like a king patrolling his territory. The natural King's style made people look sideways.

"Disgusting."

For mu Jingchen's greetings, he directly threw out these two words.

Mu Jingchen gave him a resentful look, "come and sit down."

The pond banquet waved, "you go and greet the guests, I'll help myself."

“OK。”

Zhan Yang glanced around the audience and pointed his eyes at Feng Ying.

He rolled his eyes and lowered his voice, "Sir, right."

Some people are natural luminaries. No matter their appearance or bearing, they are difficult to ignore.

So, under the gaze of nearly a hundred pairs of eyes, Chi Yan took a long step and sat not far from Feng Ying.