Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He looked at Feng Ying with relief in his eyes. "Ying Ying, who can't make mistakes in this life? Your uncle didn't mean that. It's been so long, don't worry about it, okay?"

“……”

Feng Ying closed his eyes and pressed down the evil fire in his heart.

A year and a half ago, Fengjia encountered a financial crisis.

Originally, he could spend it safely soon, but at this time, Feng Yuanlin, as a shareholder of the company, openly began to sell shares, so that the outside world recognized that Dingfeng would go bankrupt in a few days.

Other shareholders gradually followed suit.

So, that year, the closed house almost collapsed.

Later, Han Shaoqing came forward, bought some loose shares in his hands and other shareholders, and borrowed money to help Dingfeng tide over the crisis.

Because of this, her father completely believed Han Shaoqing and agreed to their marriage.

Thinking of this, Feng Ying's face changed slightly.

She almost forgot that Han Shaoqing still held 8% of the shares of Dingfeng.

But he promised that he would give these shares to her as a wedding gift.

And for so long, he never intervened in Dingfeng's affairs, which led to Feng Yuanshan's increasing trust in him.

Thoughts flooded in his heart, but in an instant, Feng Ying glanced at the father and daughter.

Feng Lian was still apologetic. Feng Yuanlin obviously didn't have as good concentration as his daughter. He already showed a trace of pride and ease.

"OK."

Feng Ying's fingers were wrapped around a wisp of curly hair, and his expression turned lazy. "Has dad decided what position to give his cousin?"

"Not yet, what do you think?"

Feng Lian looked at Feng Ying and smiled particularly pure and beautiful.

"I just graduated from graduate school. I also want to experience it first. Any position is good. I'm very grateful that my uncle can let me enter the company."

"Oh?"

Feng Ying tilted his head and was pure. "Then be my assistant."

“……”

The hall is quiet.

Not only was Feng Lian slightly stunned, but Feng Yuanlin was angry and covered his face. He patted the armrest of the sofa, "my daughter graduated from Harvard and worked as an assistant for you? You are just your father's assistant. Why should my daughter be inferior to you!"

Feng Ying ignored the disapproval of the distant mountain, and looked at the innocent blink. He said slowly, "because Ding Feng is my company, I has the final say."

Not satisfied? Hold it!

“……”

I don't know how to ease the situation.

Feng Yuanlin glared at Feng Ying fiercely, with a sinister look, as if a hungry wolf would come at any time.

However, Feng Lian quickly recovered her calm and even some joy. "Do you want to be an assistant to Yingying? Well, as long as our sisters can work together and I can learn something, no matter what position."

Feng Yuanshan smiled happily, "OK, OK, I'll give you a promotion after a while."

"It doesn't matter, second uncle. I'm very grateful that you can forgive us and are willing to give me a job."

"Don't mention the past."

Feng Ying looked at the scene coldly, smiling all the time, but his heart was calm without waves and waves.

Father's emphasis on feelings is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

She used to be, too.

Later, the bloody lesson told her that if her heart was too soft, it would end badly.

No matter what kind of thoughts the father and daughter hold, as long as she is there, they can't take away the benefit of closing the house!