Lucky One becomes Unlucky

Feng Heng looks at her back, then picks up her mobile phone and looks at the video inside the villa. Then he knows what happened.

He directly sent a text message to Ji Dong, asking him to find a way to drive the nanny who started with Qian Zhaozhao out of a city and teach him a lesson.

After that, he wanted Ji Dong to send people to deliver food, but he stopped thinking of Qian Zhaozhao's happy smile just now.

Then type for Ji Dong: find a good cook.

Ji Dong: what do you want? What are the requirements.

Feng Heng took a look at the miserable food on the table: just teach people to cook patiently.

Ji Dong's psychology has innumerable question marks.

After taking a bath, Qian Zhaozhao came out and saw that the dishes on the table were all cold: "I'm going to heat them up?"

"No, I'll make do with it."

"Make do with it?" Qian Zhaozhao was dissatisfied. He went to fill a bowl of rice and sat opposite Feng Heng.

Only two mouthfuls, either put more salt, or put raw soy sauce as vinegar.

She even ate a few mouthfuls of white rice, and then looked at Feng Heng. He ate it without changing his face. It was no different from eating at ordinary times.

"If it's not delicious, don't force it." Anyway, she can't eat it herself.

"Not bad."

After a meal, Feng Heng ate a little. Qian Zhaozhao hardly moved his chopsticks.

Feng Heng looked at the full table: "in the future, if you do so much more, you can finish it by yourself."

"Oh."

In the evening, Qian Zhao sleeps in the guest room.

Feng Heng opened the door and went in. Then he opened the quilt and stretched out his hand to pull her in his arms.

"If you like sleeping here, make it a master bedroom." His deep voice sounded.

With his back against his chest, Qian Zhaozhao's heart was beating.

"Before, I'm sorry to blame you and Meredith."

In Mo Zhiling villa, Feng Heng's performance has drawn a clear line with Mo Ruixi, but he has been sulking with him in his heart, which really shouldn't be.

"Qian Zhaozhao." Feng Heng held her hand to the place where her hands were scalded with bubbles. Next second, turn over and press her directly under the body,

In the dim light, Feng Heng's Mo Tong quietly looks at Qian Zhaozhao, and his Adam's apple rolls slightly.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Feng Heng is close to her, and her thin lips cover her.

Beautiful night

A City University.

Ye Chuman was called to the teacher's office, learned that the quota of studying abroad, she was occupied.

"How can it be like this? Haven't all the formalities been completed?"

"Sorry, Chuman, it's like this. Li Jinyuan also needs this quota, so the school decided to give her the quota." The teacher replied.

"Why? Why does Li Jinyuan rob my place? "

"It's all school rules, and I don't know." Said the teacher.

Ye Chuman left angrily. If she had a place in a school, she could go to a foreign school free of tuition, but now she has to pay for it herself.

She was having coffee with Mersey in the afternoon and couldn't help spitting it out.

After listening to this, morrissy thought, "your grades are very good, and you also have art bonus points. How can you be robbed of places? Is there someone..."

"Impossible. There are no rich and powerful people in Li gengyuan's family." Ye Chuman denied.

"And her friend?"

Ye Chuman thought of Qi Xiang and Qian Zhaozhao.

Qi Xiang's iceberg snow lotus is not a student of a university, and he has a cold temper. How can he manage such a small thing.

So, is it Qian Zhaozhao?

"It must be that bitch Qian Zhaozhao."

Murisi successfully leads the disaster to Qian Zhaozhao, and her mouth rises slightly.

Ye Chuman said to leave, she hurt his reputation, don't help yourself to do something, how can he let her go?

"You've lived together for more than ten years, and she won't let you go."

"Hum, when I come back from studying abroad, I want her to look good."

Mo Ruixi frowns and comes back from studying abroad. It will be several years later. Who knows if she will deal with Qian Zhaozhao? It seems that she needs to add something to her.

……

Qian Zhaozhao in Yan Jin company to do game planning after telling Feng Heng, Feng Heng did not stop her.

She doesn't have much working time. When she comes back, she learns to cook with chef viter, who Feng Heng has found. The food she cooks is also very good.

Li Chen Xuan comes to have a potluck, can't help praising her.

"What's the point? Can't you tell Mo Zhiling? "

Li Chen Xuan couldn't help choking: "elder sister, how did you deal with Mo Rui Xi before, but the raindrop fell on the sea, and Mo Zhi Ling? She had a very bad style. If she only hurt people with a dog, she would have... "

"Can't you?"

"No, I think it's better to do something else, but I need your last friend's help." When Li chenxuan came, he had an idea.

Qian Zhaozhao instantly understood: "you don't want to repeat the old trick, do you?"

“YES.”

"But it was easy to get down on Meredith before."

"That's because Mo Rui Xi has no stain, so others don't believe it. Mo Zhi Ling is different."

The outside world, many people see ink Zhi Ling not pleasing to the eye, presumably to deal with her, will be a lot easier.

Qian Zhaozhao immediately understood: "I didn't expect you to be so useful."

"Of course."

After finishing the day's work, Qian Zhaozhao asks carry to contact Yan Jin.

When Yan Jin heard that Qian Zhaozhao wanted to help her with her last work, he asked her curiously, "why do you have to have a hard time with Mohism?"

"People don't make me, I don't make me."

"I didn't expect that you are not docile at all. It's not easy to handle this matter!" Yan Jin looks embarrassed.

"Why not? What do you need?" Qian asked him immediately.

Yan Jin looked lazily at the back of the chair: "I have to think about this. Before that, don't act rashly."

"Good." In Qian Zhaozhao's heart, Yan Jin has long been regarded as a friend.

After Yan Jin goes out, he calls to investigate what Mo Zhiling does.

His bright eyes suddenly darkened. This woman really knows how to

In the evening, inside Mo Yanjing's private villa, black cars came.

Servant see, haven't had time with Mo Zhi Ling said, for the first car on the man walked down.

"Master Yanjing." Cried the servant, lowering his head.

Mo Yanjing didn't even look at her. He took his bodyguard upstairs.

Mo Zhi Ling is still playing bed games with several handsome men she just found. When the door is pushed open, the scene inside the house is exposed outside.

"Ah! What do you do? Get out of here. Believe it or not, I'll throw you out to feed the dog

Mo Zhi Ling points at the group of bodyguards and yells.

Moyanjing sitting on the sofa in the hall, impatient way: "mozhiling, you roll out for me."

His voice is low, but very deterrent, ink Zhi Ling's face suddenly changed.

Mo Zhiling is not afraid of Mo song, but is afraid of Mo Yanjing. She quickly puts on her clothes and drives those white faces out of the room. Then she comes out with a smiling face. She doesn't have the arrogant posture at first.