Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Feng Cheng firmly held onto her hand, not wanting to let go. He had just helped her vent her anger, if she turned and left, then what was he?

Then, how laughable!

He had deliberately called over Mu Qinghuan, and purposely called over Song Mingyuan and Zhao Qianyu to make her happy …

Therefore, he silently designed this so that Mu Qinghuan wouldn't see any traces of intentional actions, and made Mu Qinghuan think that he was here to gamble …

"I saw Hei Juesi... I'll explain to him that I'm here to pay you back. " Mu Qinghuan said in all seriousness.

Feng Cheng was so angry that he immediately let go, and then turned his face away.

The corner of Mu Qinghuan's lips twitched, she subconsciously wanted to take off Feng Cheng's suit.

"You dare to take it off?" Feng Cheng suddenly turned his head, and shouted at Mu Qinghuan!

Mu Qinghuan was so scared that her shoulders started to tremble. Not only did she not dare to take it off, she even tightened her suit and started jogging towards Hei Juesi.

"Recruit bees and lead butterflies to me all day long!" Feng Cheng was flustered and exasperated, he wanted to follow his and see what the situation was.

"Fourth Brother …" A white arm suddenly appeared in front of Feng Cheng, blocking him from the attack. Zhou Xia Meng saw everything that Mu Qinghuan had done, the chance for Mu Qinghuan to run away, the chance for her to do so, had finally arrived.

"Fourth Brother, why don't we have dinner together? There's a Spanish restaurant nearby, and it's very authentic... "

"Miss Zhou, I'm busy right now!" Feng Cheng's tone was filled with impatience as he looked at Zhou Xia Meng. He glanced at her flirtatiously, and without even thinking, he went around Zhou Xia Meng's body and left.

"Fourth Brother, we haven't finished speaking earlier, how about …" Anxious, Zhou Xia Meng immediately turned around and grabbed Feng Cheng's wrist.

"Let go!" Feng Cheng turned his head abruptly, thought for a moment, and squinted his eyes, "Oh, looks like Miss Zhou misunderstood, I don't want to guess the result, it's too annoying, so I gave you my ticket, there's no other meaning."

With that, Feng Cheng pushed Zhou Xia Meng away and left with big strides.

Zhou Xia Meng could not believe that with her figure and beauty, Feng Cheng would not even spare a glance for her.

Since Feng Cheng was not interested in the outcome of the bet …

As such, the reason why this unparalleled man came to the gambling den was to block the way for Song Mingyuan, the company's general manager … This was the new Ma Zi, Zhao Qianyu!

Was it to humiliate Zhao Qianyu in front of everyone, to avenge his own woman?

It was really hard to not be curious about such a man.

Feng Cheng was tall and slender, and had finally caught up to Mu Qinghuan.

At that moment, Mu Qinghuan was seated on a stone chair, the atmosphere around him was tense.

What happened?

Feng Cheng did not ask, but since she was unhappy, then let her be happy.

Feng Cheng walked in front of Mu Qinghuan and extended his hands towards Mu Qinghuan, the corner of his mouth curving into a playful smile, "Hungry? Eat your food. "

Mu Qinghuan raised her head, staring fixedly at Feng Cheng, he was really hungry, and thought for a bit, "Let's make it a set."

"You should have invited me." Feng Cheng sat beside her.

This man actually wanted to take advantage of her while she was suffering a mental injury.

Mu Qinghuan puffed her cheeks in anger and blurted out, "I'm not eating anymore!"

"Ugh …" She tilted her head and accidentally bumped into Feng Cheng's lips.

She did not mean it, but Feng Cheng was excited.

Feng Cheng turned and grabbed Mu Qinghuan's lower jaw. Seeing that her face was deep red, and that she wanted to explain, but didn't know how, he smiled lightly and then bit his lips, "Mu Qinghuan, this little appearance of yours reminded me of the Little Yellow in the house next door. Little Yellow is a wild cat, and when he is in heat, his expression is the same as yours. So, are you suggesting something to me? "

Mu Qinghuan knew that Feng Cheng was beating around the bush, and asked snappily, "Alright, it's just a meal, I'll treat you!"

She suddenly didn't want to eat alone. She was too lonely …

"Since you're not in a good mood, why don't I treat you?" Feng Cheng elegantly stood up and once again extended his hands out towards her.

Mu Qinghuan thought for a while, held onto his palm, then stood up, "Then let's go."

Millennium Restaurant, this is a famous Thai restaurant. Different from the authentic Thai restaurant, it has a Chinese taste and is mainly sour, sweet and spicy. The dishes are colorful and very suitable for young girls.

It was Mu Qinghuan's first time eating a Thai restaurant, so she was a little careful. There were knives and forks by her side, and no chopsticks at all. She looked at the table of food, not knowing how to make a move.

Feng Cheng saw her uneasiness and smiled slightly. He picked up a small piece of lettuce and placed it in his hand, then picked up some seafood and dipped it in sauce. Only then did he pass it to her.

It was a blatant mockery!

Mu Qinghuan's face turned completely red. She held her small hand tightly and followed Feng Cheng's instructions to wrap up a lettuce and just as she was about to stuff it into her mouth, she was caught by him with a flick of her wrist.

Then, the Feng Clan Beast slowly and steadily grabbed Mu Qinghuan's wrist, stood up, bent down, and opened its mouth. Its movements were smooth as it ate the radishes she painstakingly wrapped up.

"You're so disgusting!" Mu Qinghuan immediately jumped up, grabbed a tissue and carefully rubbed her fingers thrice.

Feng Cheng's face turned ugly, "Delicious."

Mu Qinghuan clenched her teeth, her chest sticking to her back.

Suddenly, a soft voice sounded. Mu Qinghuan did not pay attention to it and continued to drink her fruit juice.

Not far away, Zhao Qianyu looked at Song Mingyuan affectionately, "Director Song, how can you be like this today? You want me to make a fool out of myself in front of everyone, how am I supposed to mess around in the future?!"

Song Mingyuan touched Zhao Qianyu's face with a pained expression. His lustful eyes circled around her chest and gulped. "Darling, I'll go shopping with you later. Can't I apologize to you?"

"Hmph, that's more like it!" As he spoke, Zhao Qianyu extended her slender fingers, stroking Song Mingyuan's Adam's apple, "However, you still have to promise me one thing."

Song Mingyuan nodded vigorously, "Young mistress, feel free to speak your mind."

"Anyway, Mu Qinghuan and I are irreconcilable. Once she's abandoned …" Zhao Qianyu enunciated each word clearly, "When the time comes, you must help me out."

Song Mingyuan nodded without hesitation, and then embraced Zhao Qianyu in his arms.

Noticing that something was wrong with Feng Cheng, Mu Qinghuan raised her head and saw Zhao Qianyu and Song Mingyuan who were not far away.

It's true, enemies never get together!

Feng Cheng stood up and quickly stood in front of Song Mingyuan, greeting him, "Director Song, what a coincidence."

Song Mingyuan was dumbstruck. He looked up, and as if he had just eaten a fly, he immediately pushed Zhao Qianyu who was in his embrace away and hurriedly stood up. "Fourth Brother, what a coincidence!"

Feng Cheng nodded slightly.

On the other side, Zhao Qianyu was pushed down to the ground as his wrist knocked against the table. He was in so much pain that he wanted to cry, Song Mingyuan, this old fogey, looked at Feng Cheng as if he was his ancestors.

Mu Qinghuan was bored to death, she also looked towards Feng Cheng, not knowing what Feng Cheng wanted to do, but after seeing Feng Cheng wave his hand for her to follow, Mu Qinghuan slowly walked over.

"Director Song wants to put the tables together and eat together." Feng Cheng glanced at Mu Qinghuan, gesturing for him to sit beside him.

Does Director Song really want to put the tables together?

Mu Qinghuan sat down and saw Song Mingyuan wiping his sweat, he was nervous to the extreme.

Zhao Qianyu sat there obediently without saying a word. There seemed to be tears in her eyes.

Feng Wanwu wanted to destroy the flower ruthlessly?

After the meal, Mu Qinghuan had eaten his fill, and Feng Cheng had also eaten his fill. Song Mingyuan was wiping away his sweat from the beginning to the end.

Zhao Qianyu's face was deathly pale. She didn't dare to eat it. She only drank a little bit of juice. Sister Lin looked as if she would collapse in the next second.

Seeing that, Mu Qinghuan stood up, and official said to Song Ming: "Thank you for the hospitality."

With a smirk, Feng Cheng also added, "That's right, thank you for entertaining me."

Thus, the two of them had just wasted their time eating with another person, causing the other party to be extremely nervous. After they finished eating, they patted their horses' asses and left.

Walking to the door, Mu Qinghuan realized that it was raining.

Feng Cheng stared at Mu Qinghuan's back as he leisurely buttoned it up. Then, he protected Mu Qinghuan and stuffed him inside the carriage.

"Yes, I want to go home." Mu Qinghuan did not struggle. Every time Feng Cheng sent her back, she would not do anything.

But this time, Feng Cheng made a request, "I'll send you to the Holy Beauty Apartments …"

"What do you mean?" Mu Qinghuan was shocked, and asked him in surprise.

"I'm a man, I can't stand you staying with Hei Juesi …" Even if they didn't do anything.

"Mu Qinghuan, divorce me, I'll marry you!"