Refusing to marry the rich family

Feng Ming looked at her rare obedience, and his blue eyes twinkled with different feelings.

She was like a small, white and rabbit, which made him want to bully her severely.

He gently took off her clothes, and his eye-catching skin was red with blood. He leaned over and kissed her red lips, gently passing through every part of her skin

"Well..." Jing Yiyi whispered uncontrollably.

"Good, close your eyes." Feng Ming kissed her eyelashes.

"Don't... I want to look at you..." she opened her mouth, her voice with a trace of hoarseness, just like a little milk cat, tender and lovable.

Feng Ming looked at her amber pupil. At that moment, Su Chengfeng's face flashed in front of him. He closed his thin lips and raised his hand to cover her beautiful eyes.

Jing Yiyi felt a sense of loss in her heart. The next second, an electric shock spread all over her body. She put it on the man's waist and whispered

afternoon.

Jing Yiyi lies on her side in bed and sleeps heavily. Feng Ming comes out of the bathroom with a hot towel in his hand.

He went to the bed, picked up Jing Yiyi and wiped the dried blood on her face.

At this time, the redness on her skin has faded, and her exposed skin is as crystal and greasy as white porcelain, which makes people love it.

They tossed about almost all morning. No matter how he tossed, she didn't wake up. Feng Ming knew that there was the effect of decoction.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Tang duo's phone. The phone just rang and picked it up quickly.

"Xiao Ming, did you drink the love soup your mother cooked for you?"

"Mom, I was just about to tell you about it. Don't cook the soup again."

"Why? Isn't it good to drink? Or... It's useless?"

Feng Ming took a swipe at his forehead, gnashing his teeth and said, "it's more than useful. It's so useful."

"Isn't that good?"

"What's good? Even if I can stand it, Jing Yiyi can't stand it."

"Oh, I forgot to tell your father that Yiyi just experienced that. Not long ago, her body can't stand such a toss..."

"Do you know what kind of thing to send?" Feng Ming turned his eyes.

"Oh, it's my mother's fault. But Xiao Ming, you've learned to be considerate and obedient now. It's good. The marriage is indeed right!"

Tang duo's words stunned Feng Ming.

He hung up quickly. He didn't realize that he was considerate of her?

What made him feel more terrible was that he did it subconsciously... That is, he was thinking of her a little bit?

The idea made his hair stand on end.

"No." He clearly had only Su Chengfeng in his heart.

"Buzzing -" the mobile phone beside the bed suddenly vibrated. He shook off his mind and answered the phone without thinking about it.

"Sister Yiyi, why haven't you arrived at the set yet? The director is so angry!! if you don't come again, my life will be lost!" Meng Lu's voice came across the phone, "en? Sister Yiyi? Why don't you talk? Sister Yiyi..."

"She's sleeping." Feng Ming whispered.

"Sleeping... Eh!? no! Your voice?! Mr. Feng? Is that you, Mr. Feng?" Meng Lu's startled voice made Feng Ming tighten his eyebrows.

"Wait until she wakes up. Besides, don't tell anyone about the phone, you know?"

"Understand! Don't worry, Mr. Feng. I will never tell you about your cohabitation with sister Yiyi!"

Feng Ming: "

"Mr. Feng, I'll hang up first, ha! Dudu..."

Feng Ming threw his mobile phone aside and looked at Jing Yiyi who slept like a pig. "Sure enough, what kind of boss, what kind of subordinates, are all 250 characters."

"You are two hundred and fifty!" When the delicate female voice sounded, Feng Ming was startled. He turned to look at Jing Yiyi and found that she was just talking in her sleep

"I really can't eat any loss. I know to scold back in my dream."

After leaving the bedroom, Feng Ming called housekeeper Xia, "I'll go out. When she wakes up, you remember to bring the meal and watch her finish."

"Yes, young master. Where are you going?"

"I have something to do. Go to the company."

"May I call the driver for you?"

"No, I'll come back when I'm done." Feng Ming finished and turned out of the gate.

Housekeeper Xia said with a pleased face: "sure enough, love makes people progressive. The young master just married Miss Jing and began to work actively to make money to support his family!"

Feng Ming naturally didn't know that he had become a "good husband" in the eyes of housekeeper Xia. He drove to the company. As soon as he got off the bus, he saw Secretary Shen Xueqing running.

"Mr. Feng, you are here at last!"

"What's the matter with calling me here in such a hurry?"

"A real estate in your hand has been involved in a lawsuit recently. The other party proposes to see you in person before agreeing to negotiate, otherwise it will directly sue to the Supreme Court."

"What lawsuit?"

"It's a building in the west of the city that you bought three years ago. We didn't check it well when we bought it, resulting in a maintenance master being killed by falling glass."

Feng Ming stood still. "Haven't you paid compensation before? What's the lawsuit?"

"Yes, I have paid compensation, and the family members have agreed to settle. But recently, I don't know who instigated the family members to sue us..."

"Direct alarm processing."

"I reported, but the police also said that this is a civil lawsuit, which requires both sides to come forward. The family members there insist on seeing you before they agree to negotiate..."

"I see. Where are they now?"

"In the conference room upstairs."

Ten minutes later, the meeting room.

"Aunt Gong, wipe your tears." The familiar female voice came, and Feng Ming's action of pushing the door stagnated.

"Xiao Su, do you think I can stop crying? Lao Li died suddenly, and now something happened to his son. I really don't know if I can hold on."

"Aunt Gong, don't worry. As long as you see the other party's general leader, it will still happen..."

"Su Su?"

Feng Ming pushes the door open. He really sees Su Chengfeng standing in the conference room. She is wearing a professional suit and sitting next to a woman about 50 years old.

"Feng Ming?!" Su Chengfeng was stunned. "Why are you here?"

"Do you know Mr. Feng?" Shen Xueqing looked at them in surprise.

Su Chengfeng suddenly realized, "I said how you are here. You are the boss here."

Feng Ming looked at Shen Xueqing. "Go out first. Don't come in for the time being without my orders."

"Yes. I'll put the information here with you." Shen Xueqing put things down and left.

"Su Su, why are you here?" Feng Ming looked at her strangely.

"Let's go out and talk." Su Chengfeng patted the woman's hand. "Aunt Gong, wait for me here and I'll be right back."

"Hey, good." The woman wiped her tears.

Outside, hallway.

"Aunt Gong is a cooking aunt in the orphanage. Something happened to her family and she can't read, so she just asked me for a favor."

Feng Ming frowned and said, "are you back to the orphanage again?"

"What's the problem?" Su Chengfeng turned and looked at him, "I grew up in an orphanage. It's nothing wrong to come back this time?"

"I didn't mean that..."

"It's you." Su Chengfeng interrupted her, "I ask you, why did you only compensate aunt Gong for her 200000 yuan when her husband was killed? This money is not worth your suit. Feng Ming, is this your style of rich people?"