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"In fact, you..."

Yu Dao's voice stopped, looked behind Feng qianxuan, nodded slightly and showed some respect: "Mr. Feng."

Fengyu?

Her uncle?

Feng qianxuan turned her head and saw only a man in his 30s and 40s. There was no brilliant part in his appearance, which was far from his father.

But there are some similarities in temperament.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Feng qianxuan couldn't help holding the glass nervously.

Feng Yu must know her. If he calls out his name, she will deny her identity with Yu Dao.

This suddenly became tricky.

"Yu Dao."

"Mr. Feng, I haven't seen you for a long time. This is miss an Yu, the heroine of my new film."

Feng Yu glanced at Feng qianxuan and was just about to speak. Feng qianxuan struck first.

"Hello, Mr. Feng."

"Hello." Feng Yu nodded slightly.

"You talk."

Feng qianxuan is going to slip away. Anyway, she doesn't know Feng Yu very well.

"Wait a minute, miss an." Feng Yu suddenly shouted to her, "my little girlfriend is unhappy in the room. I wonder if you can help me shout her out?"

Little girlfriend.

Lin Moyi?

Feng qianxuan smiled. She really had no place to find. It took no time to get it.

"OK."

Feng Yu found a servant and took her to the room.

Feng qianxuan heard the screams of the women inside at the door.

"You all go out. I don't like this dress. I won't wear it!"

"Miss Lin, Mr. Feng said, you can't go out without this dress."

"Why! This dress is clearly someone else's and doesn't fit my size at all."

"Miss Lin, please calm down." the servant's voice was cold. It was obvious that they didn't put her in their eyes.

"What are you? Do you know who I am? You should talk to me in this tone!"

Bang bang!

Tired of listening, Feng qianxuan knocked at the door.

The servant opened the door and saw a stranger. He asked, "Miss, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Lin Moyi."

Feng qianxuan raised her feet and walked in. She looked around the room and looked at Lin Moyi with a surprised face.

"Feng qianxuan, why are you here?" Lin Moyi clenched her teeth.

"Of course I'm coming to my uncle's party. Why is Miss Lin here?"

"Your uncle opened it... Your uncle is Mr. Feng!" Lin Moyi opened her eyes in shock.

"Yes, I don't know why Miss Lin is here."

"I..." Lin Moyi stuttered for a moment.

"Miss Lin is Mr. Feng's girlfriend, Miss Lin." a servant stepped forward and said.

"Girlfriend? Why does uncle often change girlfriends, or does he say that girlfriends are a basket?"

"I don't know that." the servant smiled.

"Well, in that case, I can't yell. Maybe you go to my uncle's girlfriend today and not tomorrow."

Feng qianxuan said that there was no one else.

The servants all bowed their heads: they always felt that the young lady was talking like a thorn.

"Feng qianxuan, why do you insult me like this!" Lin Moyi asked angrily, biting her teeth.

"I'm just telling the truth, even if you don't want to listen."

Feng qianxuan looked at her fingers and smiled: "but you'd better put on this dress."

"Why?" Lin Moyi looked at the elegant cheongsam.

His face showed reluctance.

Although she likes little freshness and literature, this kind of clothes is really not suitable for her.

In other words, this dress has too many other people's styles, so she has some resistance.

"Because if you don't wear this dress, my uncle will be angry. If my uncle is angry, you will be abandoned by him."

Lin Moyi looked at her cheongsam and tightened her fingers slightly.

In fact, she doesn't care if Fengyu will abandon her. She was by his side to live.

But now Fengyu gives her more and more.

She is becoming more and more dissatisfied.

Only when she gets more and more, only when she gets better and better, can she compare with Feng qianxuan and let Si Xiuqi favor her.

"Think for yourself."

Feng qianxuan turned and left.

Lin Moyi looked at Feng qianxuan's natural and unrestrained back and showed a trace of resentment on her face.

"Bring the clothes."

The servants were stunned and then respected Feng qianxuan.

They tossed for so long that Lin Moyi didn't want to wear this dress. Why did she agree as soon as Feng qianxuan came?

Sure enough, one mountain is higher than another.

"Where have you been?"

When he came out from Lin Moyi, Si Xiuqi grabbed her.

"Guess who I saw inside?" Feng qianxuan deliberately betrayed her.

"Who?"

"I won't tell you."

Feng qianxuan lowered her voice slightly and winked at him. She ran away.

Si Xiuqi was about to say that her skin was not good. He was ready to chase after her. A warm and soft voice came from behind: "Mr. Si?"

"Why are you here?" Si Xiuqi asked subconsciously when he saw that it was Lin Moyi.

"I... why is Mr. Si here?"

"I came with my friends."

Hearing the word "friend", Lin Moyi subconsciously thought of Feng qianxuan.

Then he saw Si Xiuqi's clothes and thought of Feng qianxuan's clothes. Jealousy soared in his heart.

"So it is."

"I hear you're in the entertainment industry now?"

Although she was next to the entertainment industry before, it was different from entering the entertainment industry.

Although he has no feelings for Lin Moyi, Lin Moyi once saved Si Zimu's life.

He can't ignore her life.

"Yes, the play directed by Yu, and Feng... With miss an Yu."

"Very good."

Si Xiuqi's eyes sank slightly.

"Mr. Nasi..."

"I have to go in advance."

Si Xiuqi kept a corresponding distance from her very gentlemanly.

Lin Moyi opened her eyes and looked at her clothes again.

Sure enough, it didn't suit him. Si Xiuqi didn't even give her a straight eye.

"Whose dress is this? Why does she have to wear it?"

Lin Moyi didn't understand, and no one gave her the answer.

She only knows that there are many secrets here. She is just a canary raised in Fengyu. She is not qualified to ask too many questions.

"Did you know Lin Moyi was here?"

Si Xiuqi falsely held Feng qianxuan's waist and stopped the man who wanted to entertain her to dance.

The man's possessiveness is too strong.

"Yes."

Feng qianxuan pointed to the man not far away: "that man Ali said his name was Feng Yu. He was my uncle. Lin Moyi is now * * * by him."

"Impossible."

Si Xiuqi said subconsciously.

The smile in Feng qianxuan's eyes became deeper and deeper: "well, you don't believe it."

The woman in cheongsam appeared in sight. Feng Yu's ordinary face suddenly became gentle and came forward to ring her shoulder.

"How's it going? Do you believe it, Mr. Si?"