Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Feng Ying's indifferent eyes wandered around the venue and found Rong Fei's smiling face in a pile of golden girls.

The two eyes exchanged in mid air, and there was a flash of fire.

Rongfei did not hide the malice in her eyes, and the smile on her lips was cold.

A faint light flashed across the bottom of Feng Ying's eyes and smiled at her with a bright smile.

Rong Fei frowned.

"Are you the lawyer who accepted the client's bribe?"

Suddenly, a beautiful female voice came.

Mu Jingchen and his sister Mu ran came towards this side. The latter tooted his mouth and looked unhappy.

"I've seen you. You danced with brother Chi Yan last time. Your character is so bad. How can brother Chi Yan associate with people like you? It really lowers his style."

Oh, it's her.

Feng Ying remembered the innocent girl.

"Ranran, don't talk nonsense." Mu Jingchen spoiled and patted her on the head, "this is chiguoguo's frame."

"How do you know?"

"The net profit of Dingfeng group, which has been closed, is at least one billion a year. How can she covet tens of thousands of dollars?" Mu Jingchen raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!" Mu ran suddenly realized, "she's not her brother. She won't sell her integrity for tens of thousands of dollars!"

“……”

Feng Ying and Zhen Yujie secretly laugh.

Mu Jingchen took a swipe at the corners of his mouth, and a gentle and atmospheric image of your childe, "I won't either."

Tens of thousands of dollars is too little.

More than 100000... Maybe we can think about it.

"I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it."

Zhen Yujie and Mu ran speak in unison. They look at each other. Mu ran covers her mouth and laughs.

"Brother, you Iron Rooster is well known!"

Mu Jingchen gave her a warning stare and cast a threatening glance at Zhen Yujie.

Unfortunately, Zhen Yujie didn't buy it at all, but returned a provocative look.

Seeing this, Feng Ying was afraid that the two people would quarrel, so he quickly dragged her away and sat down in a corner.

Because of Mu Jingchen's relationship, no one talked about Feng Ying anymore, only occasionally glanced at her with disdainful eyes.

She seemed isolated and no one spoke to her.

Fortunately, Feng yingle's leisure let Zhen Yujie eat alone. She held a glass of wine and smiled.

"Feng Ying."

Suddenly, Rong Fei's voice floated over, very cold.

"Does it feel good to be ruined?"

She did come.

Feng Ying's mouth lifted a strange radian, raised his eyes, and looked at the dark and cold eyes.

"It's you."

"What is me?"

She said this without a head, but Rong Fei understood it all at once.

She brushed the dust that didn't exist on the lavender cheongsam, looked down at Feng Ying, and looked contemptuously like a bug.

"Miss Feng, I'm just curious. How low is your character to let you do such a thing?"

"Miss Rong." Feng Ying tilted his head and looked pure and charming. "Who is more inferior to you and me?"

Rong Fei's sneering face suddenly reached the extreme, and her aversion to Feng Ying has climbed to the peak.

"You're not self disciplined, even if you make such a big scandal, but now you're notorious. What else can you do except drag him down? It's better to be funny and leave him obediently. He knows what a dirty and shameless woman you are and how far you will roll. Then you'll be really disgraced!"

Meet her eyes as if they were poisoned, and Feng Ying's expression is like a smile.