Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

She couldn't divorce Hei Juesi …

She had a reason, a reason, that she couldn't get a divorce...

"I won't divorce. As for the financing... I'll think of a way myself. " Grasping the bag in her hand tightly, Mu Qinghuan avoided Feng Cheng as if no one else was around.

"Funds Vulnerability... Your Lan clan is unable to make up for it. " Feng Cheng squinted his eyes, and said frivolously: "Then, will you look for Young Master Li, or Hei Juesi?"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Mu Qinghuan glared at Feng Cheng in hostility, and then ran towards the garage without thinking.

"Why pursue further? Isn't it faster to look for me?" With one hand, he pulled her back, then quickly opened the car door and stuffed Mu Qinghuan into the back of the car! Feng Cheng was completely stunned!

The doors were closed and the windows were tightly closed!

Mu Qinghuan subconsciously rubbed her wrist, raised her head and looked at the dangerous man, and retreated bit by bit, until she had nowhere to hide. She hid on the side of the carriage, trying her best to pull away from Feng Cheng, "What do you mean!"

Feng Cheng laughed playfully: "It's not interesting."

The back seat was very spacious, but with the two of them squeezed inside, the temperature had unknowingly become hotter. The wild gaze of the man anxiously landed on Mu Qinghuan's face.

Feng Cheng lifted her lower jaw roughly, but suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her hair.

"Didn't the primary school teacher teach you to be polite to people?" With one hand, he grabbed the woman's slender white wrist, Feng Cheng could only press her against the window.

Holding her breath, Mu Qinghuan suppressed her temper, as though she had realized something. The more she provoked him, the uglier the ending would be, and she would have to ease her tone, "My father will take care of the loopholes in Lan Family, there's no need for you to interfere."

"Mu Qinghuan, you are always welcome to find me. As long as you are willing to divorce me, we can discuss anything …" Feng Cheng didn't continue this topic and took the initiative to send Mu Qinghuan home.

Then, when Feng Cheng left, Mu Qinghuan immediately contacted him.

"Tonight at Moon Bay, there's a reception. I didn't get the invitation, so I need your help." Without hiding anything, Mu Qinghuan went straight to the point.

"It's because the Lan clan …" To help someone to the end, Yan Naier received the invitation through their old friendship and even personally brought Mu Qinghuan in.

"100 million isn't a small transaction. Are you sure you can settle that?" As she walked by Mu Qinghuan's side, Yan Naier stretched out her hand and pointed at the few fat old fellows not far away.

"I'm not sure." Shaking her head, what Mu Qinghuan hated the most was socializing with men and drinking with them.

"Nothing happened at Fourth Brother?" Impossible, Yan Naier did not believe it. Feng Cheng was willing to give up this chance to cultivate once more with Mu Qinghuan.

"He has a condition that he will not interfere in this matter unless I divorce him." As soon as Mu Qinghuan finished speaking, Yan Naier's face was filled with understanding.

"No wonder …" Feng Xiao San anxiously went up, and would definitely force Mu Qinghuan. Yan Naier shook her head, and did not think well of Feng Cheng.

Who likes a divorce?

Divorce is no joke.

"How about I go all out today …" Pulling on her collar a few times, deliberately exposing her snow-white career lines, Mu Qinghuan heroically raised her wine cup and moved towards the men. But halfway through the journey, she still turned her toes a little.

"You're a good girl, I'm the best at this kind of thing …" After she finished indenting her figure, Yan Naier walked forward.

"Forget it, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge!" "Those damn men, don't even think about eating our tofu." That night, Mu Qinghuan and Yan Naier drank two more cups, finally establishing a revolutionary friendship.

"I'm going to pee. We'll go back together later. Don't run around, there are hungry wolves nearby …" Carrying the high heels, Yan Naier walked towards the bathroom dizzily.

"Yes." With her mind still not clear, Mu Qinghuan pressed between her brows and walked toward the backyard bit by bit. Raising her head, she saw that underneath the tall wall, there were a few six to seven meter tall thorny locust trees!

As if she had found some new continent, Mu Qinghuan smiled and put down her wine cup. She picked up her high heels and quickly climbed up, hugging the trunk of the tree, and found a comfortable position. She waited for Yan Naier while squinting her eyes, intending to rest.

However, they suddenly met a pair of dark and bright eyes!

Those were human eyes!

Men's Eyes...

Ah!" Mu Qinghuan's feet slipped. Her entire body plummeted as she shouted, "Help —!

"Idiot." The man's slender arm suddenly grabbed onto the woman's waist, using all his strength to hold her tightly in his embrace.

"You …" Both of her hands pressed on the man's arm, Mu Qinghuan was shocked, "Why is it up there too?"

After learning that Mu Qinghuan had gone out to drink, Feng Cheng sent people to keep an eye on him, but he did not reveal herself.

This was a great chance to force Mu Qinghuan to get a divorce. He had to be rational and not show mercy.

"I'm going up the tree, I want some peace and quiet." With one hand behind his head, Feng Cheng looked at her, "What about you, you're so stupid, you actually climbed a tree?"

Mu Qinghuan didn't want to explain. Since she was young, she had climbed trees often in the countryside. She was like a wild child, just that she was timid.

This woman, how dare she ignore him?

With both hands grabbing onto the woman's shoulders, Feng Cheng flipped over her body, pressing her down, "You're here, I just came. How about this, do you think I have the time to go out and drink in America …"

"…" This man was very skilled in flowery speech and was very shameless. Mu Qinghuan only wanted to immediately descend the tree and move her arms and legs a few times.

Feng Cheng immediately straightened his back and warned, "Don't move, the fire will go off."

Mu Qinghuan's bright eyes flashed, with vigilance and precaution, she swallowed her saliva and looked at him with hostility, "You get up first!"

"Don't make a sound, I'm very hungry."

Hearing this, Mu Qinghuan tightly bit the corner of her mouth, and did not dare to say a single word.

Feng Cheng seemed to be enjoying this indistinct friction...

Mu Qinghuan raged and twisted her waist, "Feng Cheng, quickly get up!"

"Are you reminding me to extinguish this fire?" His burning gaze was directed straight at her.

Mu Qinghuan turned her face aside and grabbed onto the tree trunk with both hands.

Feng Cheng realized Mu Qinghuan's stubbornness and warned her, "You don't want to fall down, hug me tight."

Wrong, Mu Qinghuan wanted to fall down!

But right at this moment, an anxious voice sounded out, "Mu Qinghuan!"

It's Yan Naier!

Yan Naier's shout attracted a few people's attention.

Holding her breath, Mu Qinghuan unhesitatingly reached out her hand to cover Feng Cheng's lips!

Heh, she didn't want others to misunderstand her, so she didn't want others to see them together!

Feng Cheng was startled at first, then he extended his tongue and kissed the center of Mu Qinghuan's palm softly.

Abnormal! Mu Qinghuan gasped in surprise!

However, Feng Cheng remained calm. In the next second, he fiercely pressed Mu Qinghuan's face to her heart.

The man's heart was beating strongly in her ears. Mu Qinghuan was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood!