Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Wen Yan, Feng Ying has a black line.

Mu Jingchen also drew from the corners of his mouth.

"You don't dare, do you?" Zhen Yujie raised her chest proudly, "but Yingying dare!"

OMG！

Feng Ying covered her mouth and glared at her, "pay attention to the occasion!"

Zhen Yujie expressed her grievance.

Mu Jingchen suddenly smiled and looked at Han Shaoqing, who was unusually silent from beginning to end.

"Is it interesting to perform a restricted picture in front of your fiance? Miss Feng, since your best friend's conscience suggests, why don't you try it later?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was silent.

Everyone here is a leader in business. I have heard of Feng Ying's marriage with Han Shaoqing.

The Xiangyan deeds of Chi banquet and Feng Ying are also like a gust of wind, often blowing past their ears.

Their love triangle, among the rich and powerful, has long been no secret.

Just

Since Feng Ying entered the arena, he didn't even look at Han Shaoqing. The latter also changed his tenderness in the past and ignored her.

Is this the rhythm of breaking up?

Or is it that the pool banquet won a big victory in the drama of two men competing for a woman?

They exchanged eyes and exchanged gossip information.

Han Shaoqing, one of the parties, looked at the front as if he didn't know what had happened. He looked strangely calm and didn't even fluctuate.

As for Feng Ying, he stared directly at mu Jingchen, suddenly smiled and said sweetly, "OK, give me a million yuan, and I'll listen to you."

"No way!"

Mu Jingchen did not want to spit out two words.

"Ha ha, stingy!" Zhen Yujie laughed rudely.

How could there be mu Jingchen who loves money so much?

Even if he is very poor, but as the heir of Mu family, he owns the most shares in the younger generation, and the money he gets from dividends every year is a sky high number.

Feng Ying smiled, and her gentle tone formed a strong contrast with her words.

"Then I'll give you a million dollars. Will you shut up?"

"Deal!"

“……”

The disdain on Zhen Yujie's face became more and more obvious.

Feng Ying raised his eyebrow tip, and his eyes swept away, as if inadvertently glancing over Han Shaoqing's calm face.

Seeing that he didn't look at it from beginning to end, Feng Ying narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Zhen Zhen, it's still early. I'll go to the bathroom and come back right away."

“OK。”

Feng Ying got up and walked out of the conference hall.

Han Shaoqing watched her back disappear, and the thin corners of her mouth drew a cold arc.

Feng Ying put his hands on the bathing table and looked at himself in the mirror to clearly capture the uneasiness that flashed by.

Ap Jie Lop.

Don't panic.

She told herself over and over again and took a deep breath.

When he came out, he had recovered to the Fengying who seemed to be in control of everything.

She walked back slowly. Suddenly, she saw several people coming slowly at the other end of the corridor.

The young man, who was led by, was standing tall and straight, wearing a light suit with a tailored fit.

The dim light poured down, setting him like a graceful young man coming out of the picture, with a clear and meaningful temperament.

Strangers are like jade, and the childe is unparalleled in the world.

Such a sentence suddenly popped out of Feng Ying's mind.

embarrassed.

She coughed, walked forward as if nothing had happened, and pretended to be careless and glanced at each other.

It's a pity.

He also wore a mask on his face. A silver half mask in the shape of a butterfly firmly blocked his face.