Chapter 390

Ren Yinger's things are not daily necessities, but something about memories. Although the apartment is small, Ren Yinger has a lot of things to take away.

When Ren Yinger finished packing up, it was already evening.

"Didi..." a car horn came from downstairs.

Shen Feng went to the window and looked. A Rolls Royce motorcade stopped below. Ren Huafei and a group of people were waiting downstairs.

"Come and pick us up. Let's go downstairs." Shen Feng said to Ren Yinger.

"Yes." Ren Yinger nodded.

Then, Shen Feng went downstairs with Ren Yinger with his suitcase.

"Yingying, what happened today didn't scare you." When Ren Huafei saw Ren Yinger, he immediately came forward and asked with concern.

"Thanks to you." Ren Yinger replied coldly.

Ren Huafei, as the president of Tianhua society, has no way to this daughter.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ren Huafei continued, "come on, Yingying, get in the car."

With that, he opened the door for Ren Yinger himself.

Ren Yinger ignored Ren Huafei, went to a car behind him, opened the door and went up.

"Hey..." Ren Huafei sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"President Ren, one day she will understand you." Shen Feng smiled at Ren Huafei.

Ren Huafei nodded. He also knew this truth. Today, his daughter is willing to return to China, which is the best beginning.

Ren Huafei waved his hand, and one of his men came forward and picked up the suitcase in Shen Feng's hand.

"Thank you brother Shen for this. Let's get on the bus first." Ren Huafei said to Shen Feng that it seemed like a small thing, but a huge stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground.

"OK." Shen Feng and Ren Huafei got on a car together.

Rolls Royce is heading for the headquarters of Tianhua club.

"President Ren, how much do you know about that letter?" Shen Feng looked out of the window and suddenly asked Ren Huafei.

"This Yixin is a monk in the eastern capital shrine. He was gifted since childhood. I heard that he traveled to China in his twenties and learned strange skills. By the way, how do you know him? " Ren Huafei asked.

"I met him today, and he was hurt by me." Shen Feng replied faintly.

"What!" Ren Huafei was very surprised.

He once had a one-sided relationship with Yixin. This man's internal cultivation is not strong, but he is very evil. Even he should stay away.

"Brother Shen is really hidden." Ren Huafei admired the tunnel.

"There's nothing hidden. It's just something in me that restrains him." Shen Feng looked at his left hand.

He clearly remembered that when he punched, the sensed relic released a powerful force.

"This letter seems to have something to do with some yin-yang master families on the East Island. It seems that we Tianhua will have another strong enemy." Ren Huafei frowned.

"Yin Yang teacher?" Shen Feng frowned, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Ren Huafei explained: "Yin and Yang masters are similar to Chinese Xiangshi. Their skills are also spread from China to the East Island. They know how to observe stars, divination and perform magic tricks. They are very troublesome guys.

Hundreds of years ago, yin and Yang Masters had a very high status in the East Island, but now science and technology are more and more developed, and they are gradually disappearing. "

"Whatever he is, as long as he dares to be our enemy, he will be killed without amnesty!" A fine light flashed in Shen Feng's eyes.

"Ha ha, brother Shen said that well!" Ren Huafei laughed and said. With his years of experience, it is not difficult to see that Shen Feng will break into his own world

When the vehicle returned to the headquarters of Tianhua club, it was dark. Because there was no flight to China, Ren Yinger locked himself in his room.

Ren Huafei was going to invite Shen Feng to dinner, but there are some things temporarily, which can only be put on hold for the time being.

Shen Feng ran to the nearest shopping mall. Due to his lack of language, he wasted his strength to buy some decent clothes and returned to his residence.

When he returned to the room, Jiahe Qingzi was lying on the bed to rest, and his face also recovered a trace of blood.

Shen Feng put the handbag at the head of the bed and smiled at Jiahe Qingzi: "I don't know what style you like, so I bought some. If you don't like it, I'll take you around."

"I like everything you buy." Jiahe Qingzi smiles like flowers.

"Then get up and try."

Just as Jiahe Qingzi was about to get up, he found that he was not wearing clothes, so he blushed and said, "did you buy underwear?"

"Underwear..." Shen Feng was stunned when asked. He really neglected this problem.

So Shen Feng gently moved his fingers, as if he were grasping something.

Jiahe Qingzi wondered for a while. Dai Mei frowned and said, "what's the matter, what's the matter?"

After listening to Jiahe Qingzi's words, Shen Feng smiled and said, "I guess you should wear C."

"Yes." Jiahe Qingzi blushed and nodded.

"Wait and I'll buy it for you." Shen Feng said, turning and walking outside.

As soon as Shen Feng walked out of the room, Zhang Yong, Jin Yi and Wu Ao came face to face.

"We're just going to find you." Zhang Yong smiled at Shen Feng and said.

"Looking for me? What's the matter? " Shen Feng asked with a smile. He looked at the casual appearance of the three people. It should be no big deal.

"I've been here all day today. I'm thinking about something good to eat in the evening." Zhang Yong replied with a smile.

"There's nothing delicious in Tianhua. Do you want to eat out?" Shen Feng smiled and said.

"Just because there's everything here, there's no atmosphere for eating. Now there's nothing wrong. It's just that the four of us go together." Wu Ao also smiled and said.

"But..." Shen Feng was about to say something when Zhang Yong dragged him away.

Among them, Jin Yi was the oldest and the most calm. He shook his head helplessly and followed behind several people.

The four randomly found a restaurant with east island style and prepared to try east island style food.

The waiter greeted them with a smile and took them to a quiet and elegant private room.

Only Zhang Yong understood Dongdao language, so he was given the task of ordering. After Zhang Yong ordered some food, the waiter made a deep bow and respectfully withdrew.

Soon, the wine and dishes were all ready, but the dishes were all small plates of food, which looked very poor.

"I don't seem to have enough for myself." Wu Ao can't laugh or cry.