Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"What do you think? Congratulations on becoming an unqualified spy."

The file in his hand was smashed heavily on the desk by Yaquan.

Since Serena went back to the British Isles, Ma Feng has sent a lot of text messages.

He had guessed that Ma Feng was in contact with Serena by text message.

But what he didn't expect was that the topic of the two turned out to revolve around him.

"I think I'm quite qualified, Serena is very satisfied with the information I disclosed to her."

The corners of Ma Feng's expressionless mouth slowly pulled up a very satisfied smile.

"You are selling friends for glory!"

Ya Quan sat down, took off his glasses and rubbed the corners of his tired eyes.

He had a headache thinking of Serena.

"Selena is really infatuated with you, do you really stop thinking about it?"

Ma Feng looked at Ya Quan, who seemed to have a headache, and sighed for Serena. It was a pity for Ya Quan.

What a girl, she didn't want it.

"My own affairs are all messed up, now I don't think about feelings."

Ya Quan fell back and leaned on the back of the leather chair.

When he followed the boss, he thought he was an orphan, but he was not.

With the help of the boss, he found out who his parents were.

If you never go back, you don't want to go back.

But now, his father on the other side of the blood relationship has found out his existence.

That family is not a serious family, Serena chases him so often, it will hurt her.

Serena is a good girl, he doesn't want to hurt her.

"Are you worried?"

Ma Feng frowned slightly looking at Ya Quan with a sad face.

"This matter is not clear for a while. Work first."

Ya Quan shook his head, sat up straight and put on his glasses.

Ma Feng saw that Yaquan was like this, knowing that he didn't want to talk too much.

Who didn't have a privacy problem, he understood, and stood up without further questioning.

"Horse style."

After Ma Feng stood up, Ya Quan suddenly looked up at his back.

"Ok?"

Ma Feng looked back puzzled.

"Selena is pretty good, right?"

Yaquan's eyes looked straight at Ma Feng.

"It's very good, so you don't know how to cherish it at all!"

Ma Feng walked back to his seat while counting down Yaquan.

"You can have a good chat with her, right?"

The eyes under Yaquan's glasses narrowed slightly.

"Okay."

The desks of the two men were in a straightforward direction, and Ma Feng was now facing Yaquan.

"..."

Ya Quan didn't speak any more, but looked at Ma Feng's gaze and did not take it back.

"..."

Ma Feng didn't say anything, and the two suddenly fell silent.

Five seconds later.

"I fuck!"

After Ma Feng's inspiration flashed, he realized what he thought of, picked up the water glass on the table and threw it at Yaquan.

"Do not deceive your friend's wife! What are you thinking about? How could Serena and I be possible!"

The white porcelain cup drew a graceful arc in the air. Fortunately, there was no water in the cup, otherwise the ground would be spilled.

Ya Quan was suggesting that he could develop with Serena.

But isn't this a fantasy?

Is he the kind of guy who grabs his brother and girlfriend?

Annoyed him!

"What friend's wife? Serena and I are not even a boyfriend or a boyfriend. Even if you have anything, it is normal."

Facing the water glass that was smashed in the face, Ya Quan reached out and caught it without blinking.

"Normal you grandma! Everyone knows that Serena is chasing you. If I have something with her, what do the brethren think of me? Do I want to mess with it?"

Ma Feng seemed to be really angry.