Chapter 119

Feng moye originally wanted to wait for Cheng ran to come out and see what she looked like. Just now, she was obviously shy and ran away.

Who knows, at this time, the phone suddenly rang. It was Chejin.

He slid down the answer button: "what's up?"

"Mr. Feng, there is something wrong with a project. You need to come right away."

"I see."

He hung up the phone. Cheng ran came out at this time. The crimson on her face is probably because she washed her cold face. It has been eliminated by more than half. In addition, she is relatively stable. She can't see anything.

Cheng Ran's face has returned to nature. Seeing that he has put on his coat, he asked casually.

"Are you going out?"

"Well, there seems to be something wrong with one project. Chejin asked me to come."

"Will you come back tonight?" Cheng ran asked something urgent.

"It's hard to say. You may not come back." Feng moye buttoned up his suit and shook his collar.

Cheng ran said a yes to himself. Unfortunately, he was told by Feng moye.

He walked up to her with a long body, bent slightly, and stared at her like a pair of dark eyes.

"You seem to wish I wouldn't come back tonight?"

Cheng Ran's eyebrows were bent and he refused to admit it.

"Yes? I guess you heard wrong. Besides, men still have to focus on their career."

"No, I think I should pay more attention to my wife. After all, my wife doesn't want her husband to come back. It must be that I don't take enough care of you at ordinary times. I still don't go. I'll stay at home with my wife at night to enhance the relationship between husband and wife."

In the last sentence, his voice was deep and magnetic, as if it had an unknown meaning.

Cheng ran bit her lip and suddenly didn't know how to answer him. She clenched her fist and desperately told herself, Cheng ran, isn't your usual mouth very smooth? Why are you stupid now? Say it and kill him.

Feng moye looked at her expression, especially her rippling eyes, which seemed to hit his heart.

He felt that if he didn't go again, he might not control living here and want her.

While Cheng ran was still thinking about how to fight Feng moye for another 300 rounds, the man's warm palm fell on her head and rubbed it gently.

"I'm kidding you. Don't be afraid."

Cheng ran could feel the power and temperature of his palm and the gentle touch on her head. Her whole body was like an electric shock, her body was stiff, and even her expression was fixed.

When she returns to her senses, Feng moye has left the room. Cheng ran takes a sigh of relief and slaps himself on the head.

What's the matter? When has she been so frustrated.

When she told Kagawa about these things and her reaction, Kagawa sprayed a mouthful of milk on the screen, and then coughed violently.

"Poof, boss, are you teasing me? Jasper is not suitable for you. With your character, it's not time to slap Feng moye on the head at this time, and then take his afternoon and tell him loudly, well, I'm not afraid of you."

"In the evening, with your skill, I'm afraid you can tear down the bed and make Feng moye unable to get out of bed."

"Bah bah! When have I been so violent?"

"Yes, isn't that what you usually do to me?" Kagawa soon took it up.

Cheng ran disdained to smile and said, "can you do the same?"

He Chuan was full of grievances: "boss, how can you treat us differently? We are all men. I am still your closest person. How can you..."

"You can't be my closest person."

Cheng Ran's attack on Kagawa was not vague at all.

He Chuan was a little confused immediately. Based on his understanding of Cheng ran, she shouldn't have said such words. This is not her style.

Kagawa froze there for a long time, and then let out a scream.

"Sleeping trough, boss, you shouldn't be moved?"

Cheng ran denied without thinking: "OK, don't talk nonsense there. Talk about emotional topics with a little fart like you. Forget it. You'd better think about how to change the project of Feng moye. Don't waste my efforts at that time."

"Well, the boss, pay attention to yourself."

After thinking for a while, He Chuan thought that their boss should not be interested in men. It was not that no one had chased her before. She almost didn't spit blood.

Hang up the phone. Cheng ran bites his pen. The more he thinks about it, the more irritable he gets. He just takes a bath and goes to bed.

The next morning, a text message was displayed on her mobile phone, as follows.

[Cheng ran, today is the company's anniversary. We pray for your performance.]

This tone, a look to know is Ling Xiangjun.

Cheng ran didn't take it seriously at all. He threw his mobile phone aside and got up to wash. As soon as he went out, he saw Feng Yanfei sitting in the car, as if he was waiting for someone.

She didn't care. She wasn't a narcissistic person, but when she was preparing to become more and more outdated, she heard Feng Yanfei say hello to her.

"Sister in law, I'll take you to the company."

It's a fool not to sit in a car. Cheng ran sat on it without being polite.

Then listen to Feng Yanfei and start her nagging mode again.

"I heard that my eldest brother didn't come back last night. Did you sleep well, sister-in-law?"

The eyes and tone looked very sympathetic to her.

Cheng ran immediately wondered, "your eldest brother didn't come back. Why can't I sleep well?"

"Don't others say that as long as these two people sleep together, if one person is not at home one night, he will not be used to it?"

And look at their sticky degree, it's like marshmallow. They should be inseparable.

Cheng ran was completely speechless: "you've read too many romance novels. Sometimes what you see may not be true, and I don't intend to live with your big brother all my life."

She doesn't want anyone in the family to have the idea that she will stay in the family all the time.

Feng Yanfei heard this and immediately exclaimed, "sister-in-law, you want to divorce my eldest brother, that's not good! If you leave, what will my fans do? They will certainly take off the powder."

Cheng ran stared at Feng Yanfei and suddenly felt a little funny.

"Miss San, your first reaction should not be that I divorced your big brother. What should your big brother do, not that your fans take off the powder."

Feng Yanfei reacted that she seemed to have exposed something. She scratched her head and smiled awkwardly.

"I'm not finished, I'm not finished."

Cheng ran doesn't care about these problems. She just hopes everyone can have a clear mind and don't place too much high hopes on those impossible people or things.

The atmosphere in the car cooled down again. Feng Yanfei was a chatterbox. She didn't like sudden silence. She casually looked for a topic to talk to Cheng ran.

"Sister in law, this evening is the company's annual meeting. I heard Ling Xiangjun of your department say that the performer still has you. Is it true?"

Cheng ran lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile phone: "well, she wanted to have a PK with me, so I promised."

"What! Sister-in-law, aren't you dead? Ling Xiangjun has learned dance. You can't compete with her at all. If you lose, the people in the company will laugh at you in the future."

Feng Yanfei is in a hurry. Cheng Ran has such a strong self-esteem. What can she do if she can't recover because of this, and she has to help herself play at night.

If she loses, she's in a bad mood. If she's in a bad mood, it's easy to make mistakes in playing games. Then she's easy to take off her powder.

Cheng ran can't see what little abacus she plays, let alone feel that she has played two games for Feng Yanfei, and she will really care about herself.

In this world, there will be no people who treat you for no reason.

She was indifferent, a little too much, lowered her head and continued to play the above Xiaoxiao music, casually replied.

"Besides, I don't have to lose."

She didn't enter the word in her dictionary.