Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Lan Fei'er sensed that something was wrong and subconsciously glanced at Feng Cheng.

Feng Cheng refused to reveal anything.

When she saw the last line, her expression suddenly changed, and she angrily threw the document down, "I will not sign this agreement, because what I want is not this money."

What Lan Fei'er wanted, was naturally not money, otherwise she would not have endured these three years.

In these three years, it wasn't that Lan Fei'er hadn't worked hard, but she just couldn't melt this huge ice mountain.

As for Lan Fei'er, what he could give her was only money.

Feng Cheng bent over and calmly picked up the document, gently patting it, his movements graceful, noble, and not one bit embarrassed, it was even more so filled with a cold aura.

He then looked at Lan Fei'er, "Besides money, I will not give you anything else because I have no way of giving it to you."

Lan Fei'er probed, "You gave me this money, what do you think, could it be that you want me to divorce you?"

After Feng Cheng heard it, his mouth revealed a cold smile. That smile was like floating ice on the sea, impossible to see through.

Lan Fei'er didn't understand, but he was actually smiling!

"Lan Fei'er, are you so sure that I'll marry you?" Just as Feng Cheng finished speaking, Lan Fei'er was shocked!

Taking a few steps forward, Lan Fei'er reached out her hand and firmly put away Feng Cheng's tie. She stared at Feng Cheng with widened eyes that were filled with disbelief, as if she was looking at the grim reaper, "Your words … "What does that mean?"

After pausing for a moment, Lan Fei'er continued, "Three years ago, we signed the marriage agreement at a meeting, under the witness of a lawyer. You said later on that the agreement was notarized, so I, Lan Fei'er, am the honorable Madam Feng."

"We don't have evidence and we don't have a wedding, do we?" Everything had been arranged by him, and it was easy for him to tamper with it.

"Feng Cheng, what exactly do you mean?" Lan Fei'er simply hated Feng Cheng for his indifference. Why couldn't she be touched by this ice mountain?

"It means... We're not married. " Leaning his head back, Feng Cheng slowly pulled Lan Fei'er's wrist away. He had a lot of strength, so Lan Fei'er did not even have the chance to struggle.

"Feng Cheng, are you lying to me?" Three years ago at the conference table, Feng Cheng was wholeheartedly thinking of acquiring a share of the capital, so how could he take the risk and fake a marriage with her?

Impossible, under such a desperate situation, how could Feng Cheng think of this?

"Then why? In these three years, you have never denied that we were married?" Breathing in deeply, Lan Fei'er slowly recovered her reason. It was unknown whether Feng Cheng was joking or lying to see her fall for the sake of getting a divorce.

It was a pity that she, Lan Fei'er, was not a pushover.

"You have to think like that. You have to feel like you're Mrs. Feng, so you can be happy for yourself. I'm just taking care of you in place of your father. Let you eat well and dress well so that you and your mother can have a better time." In these three years, no matter how Lan Fei'er declared that she was Madam Feng in front of others, Feng Cheng had only turned a blind eye. In these three years, she had never gone to the Shallow Bay before … As well as the residence that could be identified!

"I don't believe a single word of it!" With both hands covering her ears, Lan Fei'er didn't believe it at all!

"She's back …" I, Feng Cheng, have also given birth to my daughter, so I cannot possibly reject her. " Feng Cheng held onto his pocket with one hand and with the other hand, he coldly took out a signature pen and passed it along with the document to Lan Fei'er, "This money is the interest I'm giving you. Every year, I'll give you ten percent of the shares to draw. If you don't sign it, then you won't get any benefits at all. "

If Lan Fei'er did not sign, then she would be the biggest joke since both her and his wealth were gone.

"If I don't sign... Do you feel guilty for the rest of your life? " What Lan Fei'er wanted, was this. As long as she didn't sign, Feng Cheng wouldn't be able to do anything to her.

Feng Cheng found it funny, "You saw my Feng Cheng before, since when did you feel guilty about this?"

After pausing for a moment, Feng Cheng reminded her, "The marriage certificate is real, the marriage certificate is fake …"

Tears streamed down, and Lan Fei'er lost completely.

Yes, when Feng Cheng and Mu Qinghuan had been divorced, she had not only heard this one-sided story. She had investigated it before and discovered that Mu Qinghuan and Feng Cheng had truly divorced.

Therefore, she didn't think in the slightest that this marriage certificate was fake.

Feng Cheng used Mu Qinghuan, and also used the fake marriage certificate to make her take the bait.

He had even calculated every step of the way and came up with the most advantageous plan for himself.

That year, after Feng Cheng tricked Feng Cheng, no matter what, it was impossible for Feng Cheng to lose to him a second time.

Lan Fei'er looked at Feng Cheng, her tears flowing, "Feng Cheng, you are really vicious!"

"Sign it." After he finished speaking, Feng Cheng opened his wide overcoat and brushed past her with an indifferent expression, not stopping for even a minute.

After leaving the company, Feng Cheng drove to the Holy Beauty. Knowing that Mu Qinghuan was working at this time, he did not go up, but instead parked her car downstairs. Her cold and charming gaze moved from the Holy Beauty Building to the levels above, stopping just in time.

Feng Cheng smiled slightly, then took out his phone and dialed Mu Qinghuan's number, "Shall we eat together?"

"What do you mean? You want to see Xinxin? " When he just received Feng Cheng's call, Mu Qinghuan was already nervous for his son.

Feng Cheng nodded three times consecutively, "I guess so. At the same time, I also want to tell you a piece of news."

"When?" Mu Qinghuan asked in confusion.

"Let's see when it's convenient for you." Feng Cheng didn't force him, as if she would definitely listen to him.

Mu Qinghuan crossed her arms and suddenly said in a cold voice, "I'm sorry. It's actually not convenient for me to see you anytime."

Feng Cheng nodded, "I'm not in a hurry, it's inconvenient today, I can wait for tomorrow, and if tomorrow is inconvenient, I can wait for the day after tomorrow. Take Xinxin away... "

Mu Qinghuan frowned, a thoughtful expression on her face. After thinking about it, she said with certainty, "Then, at seven-thirty in the evening …"

Feng Cheng shook his head and suggested, "At 7: 30 PM, at the Shallow Bay, I will personally cook."

Mu Qinghuan didn't agree at all, and retorted, "Come at Lan Family, otherwise there's no room for negotiation."

"Your parents wish they could eat me in one bite." Therefore, Feng Cheng would not go to the Lan Family to brush up on the existence of something if he had nothing to do.

"That's because your luck is too good." Mu Qinghuan laughed coldly, laughing so hard that she swayed her body back and forth. At least he knew what kind of character she was.

Feng Cheng heard her laughing and seemed to be in a good mood. Then, his mood also became better, "You're still at Holy Beauty, go over there, I'll cook for you personally."

"That's fine too." This time, Mu Qinghuan did not refute her.

"When the time comes, I'll see you later. Be good and hang up first." Laughing, Feng Cheng said gently.

"…" Disgusting. Mu Qinghuan covered his ears, thinking that it was a demonic sound.

"Still not hanging up? What do you have to say? "

The moment Feng Cheng said that, Mu Qinghuan unceremoniously closed her phone, and was unwilling to give any face.

Feng Cheng laughed, he did not seem to mind and quickly closed the phone.

After pushing aside the social event that happened that night, Feng Cheng personally went to the supermarket to buy vegetables.

Six in the evening.

Feng Cheng had just bought a bunch of vegetables and was about to drive over to Mu Qinghuan's apartment.

Di Erye's phone call came in instead, as he angrily questioned Feng Cheng, "Fourth Brother, you're too unloyal, you're not even coming to the gathering?"

Feng Cheng did not answer.

Di Erye was beaming with joy, "To be honest, this time there were a few especially tender women, and one of them was a woman. Especially that Mu Qinghuan, do you want to come over and take a look? "

"Fuck you, I have to go home and cook dinner for her tonight." After hanging up the phone, Feng Cheng tidied up his clothes in a proper manner and parked his car at the bottom of the apartment building.

Mu Qinghuan... Start again with me.