Marriage is a Long Journey: Husband, Be Obedient

Feng Yuanyuan's face changed quickly and loudly stretched out his hand to stop song yannuan's move.

Seeing him compromise, song yannuan slowly put down his mobile phone, "OK, I'll give you a minute. In a minute, I'll know where Feng Feifei is."

Song yannuan's face is serious. For song Xiaoguai, she is the one who does what she says.

"Well, Mrs. president Han, wait for me."

With that, Feng Yuanyuan went aside and picked up his mobile phone.

Soon, Feng Feifei's phone was connected.

Today, Feng Yuanyuan lost face. Han Yichen, a hairy boy, taught him a lesson. Even an unknown little character dared to stand in the office and threaten him openly.

Feng Yuanyuan was naturally in a bad mood. He scolded loudly, "where are you!"

Without the warmth of the past, not even a nickname, there was only unbearable anger on Feng Yuanyuan's face.

"Dad, what are you doing so loudly!" Feng Feifei's mood is not much better. The call with Han Yichen just now made her cry for a long time. Feng Yuanyuan had just opened his mouth, and he was in a reproachful tone.

"What are you doing? You took president Han's child?" Feng Yuanyuan glanced obliquely at Song yannuan standing aside. Seeing her staring closely, he hurriedly asked.

The other end of the microphone suddenly died out, and Feng Feifei couldn't speak for a long time.

Song yannuan couldn't help approaching slowly again. Her move made Feng Yuanyuan feel inexplicable pressure for no reason.

"Why don't you talk when I ask you!" Feng Yuanyuan is anxious. Even if he complains more about Feng Feifei, he is his own daughter after all. Naturally, he doesn't want Feng Feifei to get into a lawsuit.

Moreover, if song yannuan really has to call the police at this time, Feng Feifei can't get rid of the crime of kidnapping. It's like breaking the law and going to jail.

"Feifei, listen to your father. What can we say? First send Mr. Han's children back." Feng Yuanyuan comforted Haosheng.

"Dad, do you think Han doesn't like me like them?"

Feng Yuanyuan can't help but have a headache. When is it? His silly daughter is still struggling with this matter.

"Feifei, no matter what happened, we met and said, where are you now?"

But he didn't want Feng Feifei to become sensitive as soon as his voice fell Feel it, "Dad, how did you know about it?"

Feng Yuanyuan hesitated and refused to speak. He couldn't say that he was threatened in front of Han Yichen.

"Feifei, tell Dad where you are?" Feng Yuanyuan was a little anxious. Song yannuan was already standing beside him.

"Dad, don't ask. This is between me and song yannuan. It has nothing to do with you."

Has nothing to do with him? Feng Yuanyuan wished he could jump up.

Now Han Yichen is sitting in the office, looking at this side with an iron face, afraid that he will be kicked out of Hongyuan in the next second. Song yannuan looked at him with a cannibal face. What does it mean?

Feng Yuanyuan was more and more anxious, but song yannuan didn't have a chance for him to continue talking, so he directly grabbed his mobile phone.

"Feng Feifei, I'll send your child to the southwest subsidiary within 30 minutes, or I'll call the police immediately. I have a recording of the call just now. Your suspect's identity can't be cleared. If you don't want to spend the rest of your life in prison, I advise you to think clearly."

Song yannuan's words are very sharp. She is not ready to leave any favor for Feng Feifei.

For those who want to threaten song Xiaoguai's interests, song yannuan is not prepared to let go so easily.

Feng Feifei was speechless for a moment. She didn't expect song yannuan to be with her father. "Song yannuan, you bitch, what did you do to my father?"

Listening to her anxious tone, song yannuan couldn't help feeling a little funny. It turned out that Feng Feifei also had people who cared.

"I've warned you. If you dare to do anything to song xiaogua, I'll do the same to this old bone. I just don't know if a man who is nearly 60 can stand it!"

These words were purely for Feng Feifei. After this circle, at least song yannuan learned that Feng Feifei was different from Fang Yuan.

She's like a spoiled little girl. If she doesn't get what she wants, she'll try her best.

Looking at Han Yichen's actions alone, he should also know that Feng Feifei will not do extreme things, otherwise he will not come here directly.

"You..." Feng Feifei said. Although she knew song yannuan was not a good bird for a long time, Feng Feifei was more determined about her previous judgment.

"If you dare to move my father's finger, I will... I will tear up the ticket!"

The sound came from the receiver and changed the faces of the four people standing in the office.

At the same time, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and a column of burly men dressed in black suits rushed in and surrounded Feng Yuanyuan.

Feng Yuanyuan's face turned pale in an instant. "Mr. Han, why are you doing this?"

Han Yichen still sat at the moment and opened his mouth leisurely. "Since I want to tear up the ticket, I naturally can't fall behind. I just don't know whether it's her fast action or the hands and feet of these people."

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Yuanyuan screamed, "Feng Feifei, send the child back to me now!"

At the moment, Feng Feifei is riding a tiger. She doesn't want to compromise like this, but the voice in the microphone and the situation on her father's side are not optimistic.

Han Yichen raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "There's only one minute left. My patience has always been limited. If I don't get any effective reply after one minute, I'll tear up the ticket immediately."

Han Yichen's expression when he said this was like stepping on an ant.

Feng Yuanyuan certainly knew about Han Yichen's means, otherwise he would not have let Hongyuan Group rise so fast in such a short time, and he became the richest man in city A.

Feng Yuanyuan only felt the blood flow around him, "Feifei, just listen to Dad this time and send the child back!"

When he said this, Feng Yuanyuan begged with all his might.

"Ten seconds left." Han Yichen randomly twisted his watch, "10.9.8..."

As Han Yichen counted down, the other side of the receiver finally said, "wait!"

But Han Yichen was still unmoved and kept counting.

"I promise you!" Feng Feifei on the other side of the microphone finally roared and opened his mouth, "I promise you to send the child back."

"OK." Han Yichen coldly released his hand twisting his wristwatch. "Well, I'll give you half an hour. You know, I always pay more attention to punctuality."

Since that word began, Feng Feifei seemed to be a different person, and her tone and voice became dull.

The phone was soon hung up. Feng Feifei couldn't help looking back at Song Xiaoguai sitting quietly. His condescending attitude is like that the person sitting there at the moment is not song Xiaoguai, but Han Yichen.