Chapter 300

Feng moye's face became more and more gloomy, and the aura around him was looming. Che Jin felt that there would be a big war imminent. In order to save his dog's life, it's better to go through the battlefield first.

Che Jin smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Feng, I've finished reporting, so I'll go out first."

Feng moye didn't say a word, but acquiesced. Che Jin hurried away.

In the study, only Cheng ran and Feng moye are left. The atmosphere is a little strange. Especially Feng moye's eyes now want to wipe Cheng ran clean.

He really wanted to see what was in the girl's mind. Isn't it equivalent to pushing her husband into the arms of other women?

How confident she is that she must be unmoved and defend herself for her.

If someone else had done this, I'm afraid he would have surrendered to Feng moye's sharp eyes. Cheng ran was the only one. Not only was he not half afraid, he looked at him calmly.

Cheng Ran is interested now. He doesn't want to stop, but wants to continue the good play.

She pretended not to understand anything and said, "do you feel embarrassed to speak? It doesn't matter. I'll tell Feng Siqi. I think she will be happy."

With that, she really took out her mobile phone and prepared to call Feng Siqi. As a result, the mobile phone was pulled away by the man before he could press the number key.

"You still want to call her. Cheng ran, are you here? I think I can accept any woman I seal moye. Do I have to promise what you arrange for me?"

Do you know this woman? He has a good market. There are so many women chasing him. He doesn't like any of them, but he only thinks about her. As a result, the girl is good. He doesn't know whether it's true or not.

Cheng ran was taken away from his cell phone and did not resist. Instead, a pair of bright eyes looked at him calmly.

"Aren't I following your wishes?"

He said it himself. If he didn't go, he would go with other women. These words came out of his mouth. How can he blame himself now.

Young master Feng is really unreasonable.

When Feng moye heard her words, he quickly reacted. He really said it himself, but he didn't mean that.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, like punishment. The hand clasped on her waist suddenly tightened, and Cheng ran screamed.

"Don't touch me, itch..."

"If you don't tell the truth, do you really mind if I go with others?"

Feng moye wants to convince her duplicity little wife today. If not, it doesn't matter. He will give her a nightgown when he sleeps.

Cheng Ran has no way to seal Mo Ye. Unexpectedly, this man who looks cold and arrogant at ordinary times looks like a childish boy in private.

And threatened her.

She smiled and pulled away: "I'm not kidding you. You said you wanted to find someone else. What else can I do? You can't turn over the vinegar jar, pout and fight with you again. What's more, this kind of entertainment is very normal. If I stare at you every day, you won't be crazy."

Didn't she create a free space for both sides? Don't TV dramas always say you want private space?

Feng moye feels differently about this.

"I hope you can stick to me every day. I hope you can be jealous. Even if you hold me tight and don't let me contact any opposite sex, it can prove my position in your mind and let me feel the importance of me here."

He wants to be affirmed and loved all the time.

Feng moye clasps Cheng Ran's shoulder with both hands and tells him seriously.

"If you have such questions in the future, I can tell you that I love you. You can confirm it to me again and again."

Cheng ran heard that the mood at the bottom of her eyes had changed slightly. She had never met a man like Feng moye. She used to think that as long as she had money and power, she would not be too serious emotionally.

Feng moye didn't feel very reliable at first. At least in her opinion, a man's superficial Kung Fu is always much more than he actually has to do.

She doesn't want to hurt herself, but it seems that she has changed about Feng moye, and her mood is gradually changing.

Just because of her words, Cheng ran seems to have changed her mind.

However, she still wants face, and she still doesn't show it clearly.

"Do you have to go?"

Feng moye pulls Cheng ran to his lap and holds him in his arms with a gentle voice.

"The macro group has a good relationship with the old man, and we are friends. Even if I don't want to go, the old man won't allow it."

Cheng ran understood. She nestled in his arms safely.

"Then you didn't make it clear just now."

"I'm afraid of my wife and don't want to go? I can't force you."

He doesn't want to force Cheng ran. The woman he loves wants to let her do it all by her own nature, and doesn't want to let her be bound.

Cheng ran always eats soft rather than hard, which is even more true for Cheng ran.

Feng moye said this. If he didn't go, he didn't seem to say it.

She picked Xiumei: "tonight?"

"Yes, it's 7:30 this evening. There's still time for this. Anyway, my wife looks good in everything, and I don't have to spend too much time on dressing up."

Feng moye praises his wife. It's all immoral. He wants to instill all the beautiful words in the world into her.

This is definitely the man who has the strongest desire for survival.

Cheng ran doesn't like glib words, but Feng moye feels very useful when she says these words.

But the surface is still as cold as ice, as if unmoved.

She patted Feng moye on the leg: "in the face of your kind invitation, I'll go with you, but I have to say hello to you in advance. I can't guarantee not to cause trouble for you."

After all, the macro group is also a prestigious enterprise. At that time, many people will be invited, and there will be people who don't like her.

At that time, it will be really troublesome.

When Feng moye heard this, he couldn't help holding out his hand and pinching her white face.

"It doesn't matter. No matter what happens, I'll stand on your side. Besides, I'm Mo Ye's wife. Who dares to provoke me? Isn't that trying to die?"

Cheng ran lowered his head and smiled. His eyebrows and eyes were curved. He was a little less cold on weekdays, which made people feel a little temperature.

Feng moye likes such a warm Cheng ran. At least, she can open her heart instead of being defensive to everyone.

Cheng ran raised his hand and looked at the time: "then I'll prepare first."

When Feng moye hears the speech, a smile surges up from the tip of his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes.

"My wife must be the most beautiful in the audience."