Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Mu Qinghuan... She was indeed a rare beauty, no wonder second brother liked her.

Mu Qinghuan opened her eyes wide in disbelief as she was in a state of extreme shock!

After Feng Ji finished speaking, he turned and left.

Then, a cute old man with a bald head walked in. It was the new professor.

Then what about that handsome guy from before? Who was it?

Mu Qinghuan carried this doubt, and instinctively felt that she knew Feng Cheng.

Sitting in Feng Cheng's car late at night, Mu Qinghuan returned to the residence of the Feng Residence from the master. Mu Qinghuan suddenly wanted to mention this mysterious handsome guy, but she didn't expect to bump into him in the living room!

"He …" Mu Qinghuan pointed at Feng Ji, and looked at him in astonishment.

Feng Cheng hugged Mu Qinghuan tightly and said indifferently, "Brother."

"Second brother, I heard that you married a beautiful woman and held a wedding without restraint. Since that's the case, as your eldest brother, I must rush back to celebrate with you. Oh right, I brought some gifts with me." After speaking to here, Feng Ji turned to look at Mu Qinghuan, "If sister-in-law sees anything, you can just directly take it away."

"Thank you." But no.

Even ghosts could tell that his relationship with Feng Cheng was not that good, and Mu Qinghuan took this protective stance, directly hanging onto Feng Cheng's arm, indicating that she, Mu Xiaohai, wanted to share the pain and suffering with him!

Feng Ji looked at Mu Qinghuan's protective chicken like attitude and could not help but want to laugh.

He indeed smiled, but it was an evil smile. "Looks like my sister-in-law is being too polite with me. Actually, we're all family, there's no need to be so formal."

Feng Cheng patted Mu Qinghuan's back, which was a consolation and a hint, then raised his eyes and looked coldly at Feng Ji, "It's already so late, brother must have just returned home, I think I should take a rest first, pour out some time difference or something."

However, Feng Ji shook his head, "No, your father's health is not good. As his son, I naturally have to always stay by your father's bedside. "At least there's a mourner."

Hearing this, Mu Qinghuan was surprised. Wealthy families were indeed complicated.

When Qin Dong was well, Feng Ji was outside enjoying his life. When he found out that the old man had a will, he rushed back immediately.

Everyone knew what Feng Ji was planning.

However, since Feng Dong was angry at Feng Cheng for being disobedient and not good enough, he started to pay more attention to this eldest son of his.

Most importantly, Chu Huaiyu's worth was higher than Lin Ziran's, causing Feng Ji's worth to rise as well.

In addition, Feng Ji was the eldest son …

Although the will had yet to be announced, everyone could guess how the old man would split the shares between his two sons.

Feng Cheng's tone of voice was light, but there was mockery in the depths of his eyes, "Big bro is indeed worried about Father's health."

"I brought a few experts with me today. They said that father's body will only get worse the more he gets, but in fact, I'm also quite curious, what exactly is going on? All of a sudden, dad's body is done for, someone couldn't have done it on purpose, right? "

As they spoke, Feng Ji frowned and walked straight towards Feng Cheng, "Old Two, you are the one in charge here, you have the right to speak. Have you noticed anything unusual recently?"

What was a thief calling for a thief?

Feng Cheng scoffed, but his expression was indifferent, "I'm afraid Dad is too busy working for the company, so I'm tired."

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows and followed up with Feng Cheng's words, "I think so too, who would dare to make a move under father's nose? Dad wouldn't give it a chance. "

Feng Cheng looked away coldly. In this house, anything could be fake, and it was so disgusting. He patted Mu Qinghuan's back lightly, "Qing Er, go back to your room and rest."

"Yes." Mu Qinghuan nodded her head obediently.

Seeing that, Feng Ji once again shifted his gaze onto Mu Qinghuan, "Old Second, you truly make me jealous, to have married such a obedient wife."

"Upstairs." Feng Cheng ignored Feng Ji.

"Oh!" Without stopping, Mu Qinghuan immediately went upstairs.

After Mu Qinghuan left, Feng Cheng suddenly gave a devilish smile as his finger drew across his sexy lips. He suddenly tugged on Feng Ji's collar and said with a cold tone, "Brother, give me the tape!"

"What tape?" "I don't know." Allowing Feng Cheng to keep tightening his tie, Feng Ji's tone of voice was light. He moved his head to the side and gave a charming smile.

Feng Cheng lowered his dangerous eyes and suddenly let go of Feng Ji. As if nothing had happened before, he elegantly helped Feng Ji to straighten his tie and spoke with an ice-cold tone, like floating ice on the ocean surface, "Give me the videotape! The company will give it to you! "

"Would you be willing to give up the company? "Don't think I don't know what you've done …" Of course, Feng Ji would not easily believe in Feng Cheng.

Whoever lost in this battle was destined to be expelled.

Whoever lost, along with their mother, would be chased out of Feng Family.

The scene was not only ugly, but also bloody!

Thus, what they wanted wasn't just the company, not just power, wealth, but also the family that they represented, as well as their own destiny.

When Feng Ji returned to the Feng Residence, the happiest person was none other than Chu Huaiyu.

At the table, Chu Huaiyu was busy cooking for her son, "Son, have you seen your father yet?"

"Yeah, I've met him. Dad looks pretty good. I'm afraid it's just a small problem this time." Feng Ji said without a care.

"Hai." Chu Huaiyu sighed and shook her head, "This is not a joke, the doctor said that it's dangerous …"

The doctor had said that there were only a few days left until the old Qin Dong would be bestowed with the body.

Feng Cheng laughed coldly, as if he was just watching a show.

Mu Qinghuan sensed that something was wrong and turned to look at Feng Cheng. She knew that Feng Cheng liked to eat crab.

"Big Brother Cheng, this food is good for your health. I heard you've been busy lately." However, Lan Fei'er was the first to scoop up a bowl of soup.

Immediately, Mu Qinghuan froze in place.

Feng Cheng did not even raise his head. He was just used to it, used to Lan Fei'er's intimacy, but at the same time, he was also used to it.

Mu Qinghuan's expression immediately eased up, but it was impossible for her to intentionally pass him the crab yellow at a time like this. Only Mu Qinghuan could eat it herself, calmly eating it, and pretend as if nothing had happened.

Feng Ji shot a glance at Mu Qinghuan before turning to look at Lan Fei'er, "Can't you see that there is a Empress sitting next to her? Lan Fei'er, I admire you too much. Even after so many years, I still have not been able to see your true identity! "

Lan Fei'er was embarrassed, she immediately clenched her fists, "Eldest Young Master, even if Big Brother Cheng and I are siblings, it would be fine."

Younger siblings …

Although this word sounded a lot better than her wife, Mu Qinghuan was still a little against it.

I'm afraid that in Lin Ziran's heart, she is still unwilling to give up. Otherwise, he wouldn't have invited Lan Fei'er to a feast.

Feng Cheng calmly glanced at Lan Fei'er and was displeased by her words.

Feng Ji looked like he was watching a joke, he looked at Lan Fei'er, "Don't be too polite, sometimes you are too polite, it is just a burden, do you believe that even if you die in front of Feng Cheng, he will not blink once."

Feng Cheng still did not speak up for Lan Fei'er.

Lan Fei'er's face was pale white, without a single trace of blood.

Any girl would be sad if she were to be said so.

Lin Ziran immediately interjected, "I watched Fei'er grow up. Even if she doesn't become my wife, I will treat her like my daughter."

"Second Aunt, you really have a good plan. Fei's family is not bad." Feng Ji was hinting at Mu Qinghuan. At such a critical juncture, Lin Ziran had an idea for Lan Fei'er.

Mu Qinghuan suddenly felt that she could not eat it anymore.

That's right, she, Mu Qinghuan, didn't have a backer, so she couldn't help Feng Cheng when the Feng's was in danger.

However, she would do her best to help without holding back.

Mu Qinghuan put down the tableware, but suddenly she was gripped tightly by Feng Cheng!

She definitely didn't know …

She could help him win …