Although he wanted to pretend that he didn't see anything, he turned and left, but his steps seemed to be nailed in place and couldn't take a step

Seeing the driver getting closer and closer, Yi Nanchen swallowed his saliva

"Yi Dong, we are always invited"! The driver made a respectful gesture of invitation

Yi Nanchen jumped at the bottom of his heart. What does Feng Aoxue want him to do at this time

"What's the matter with Feng always looking for me"?

Yi Nanchen asked calmly, but his eyes glanced at Rolls Royce not far away,

Blocked by the one-way glass, he didn't know if there was only Feng Aoxue inside. If Gong QingHan was also in the car, it would mean that he was finished

"The details are not very clear. It may be some business matters"! The driver replied

"Oh"! Yi Nanchen nodded, turned to Yi Wener and said, "Wener, you go home alone."

“……”!

"Wener"! Yi Nanchen raised his voice. Yi Wener raised his spirits, took back his vicious eyes from Rolls Royce and looked at his father: "what's the matter?"?

"You go back first. Feng and I always have something to talk about"!

"We Feng always said that Miss Yi is smart and smart. She said that letting Dong Yi study together will also help Miss Yi inherit her family business in the future"! The driver smiled

Yi Nanchen and Yi Wener looked at each other with panic and surprise at the bottom of their eyes,

Not to mention how Feng Aoxue knew they were also in the hotel, it was inexplicable to talk about business. He also took Yi Wener, who is only a student at present. Learning is obviously an excuse,

Did Feng Aoxue find something? It's impossible. Did those staff members leak the news? Yi Nanchen's mind is in a mess

"Yi Dong, Yi Dong"! The driver's voice sounded again

"Ah"! Yi Nanchen was startled

"We Feng Dong are still waiting for you in the car"!

"OK, Wener, let's go"! Yi Nanchen had to bite the bullet and promise,

Yi Wener didn't say what he wanted to say, so he had to follow his father to Feng Aoxue's car

The driver opened the rear door and made a gesture of invitation

Yi Nanchen saw Feng Aoxue nodding slightly to him in the back seat, his back was a little cold, and his feet just stepped back: "Feng Dong"!

As he spoke, his eyes did not dare to look at Feng Aoxue. He took a look at the car. There was no figure of Gong QingHan. He sighed heavily. Did he think too much?

"Well"! The wind Aoxue answered faintly

"Wen'er, you always sit in the back with Feng. I'll take the co pilot"! Yi Nanchen said and went to open the co pilot's door

Yi Wener stood outside the car and looked at his father who had already got on the bus. He almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood. Is this really his father? Finally, he bit his teeth and got on the car

Yi Wener tried her best to lean against the door of the car, although in the monitoring room she kept shouting how to fight against m country and how to deal with Gong QingHan,

But now sitting next to Feng Aoxue, she is really afraid. This aura is really unbearable for ordinary people,

Yi Wener tightly grasped the famous brand bag in his hand, and his fingertips turned white

"Why does Miss Yi seem afraid of me"? Feng Aoxue suddenly opens his mouth, and the smile at the corners of his mouth is unpredictable

"No, no"! Yi Wener lowered his head and tightened his hand holding the bag again

"The wind is always joking. Children have never seen the world"! Yi Nanchen in front turned around, but he was beating drums in his heart

Feng Aoxue glanced at Yi Wener, who sat like a needle, and didn't speak again. He offended the president at the last auction. This day, sooner or later

He took another look at Yi Nanchen in front of him and shook his head secretly,

It's another family that perished because of its daughter. I'm afraid that this time, the fate of the Yi family will be worse than closing the family,

The president's words are not only to the decline of the Yi family, but also to the people of the Yi family, die!

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