Chapter 697

Seeing this, Mu Qing turned sideways in fright, and said in a deep voice that he hadn't seen panic for a long time: "Young Madam, be careful."

He opened his hands, his eyes widened as if seeing death at home, and he was about to rush to the steering wheel at the moment when the car coming straight from the opposite side collided with him, and acted as a human shield for the young lady.

Chu Yunyao's heart trembled, she held her breath, and slammed the steering wheel, the car veered, and the two cars almost passed by each other, narrowly avoided, and finally did not cause a major accident.

The moment Feng Shaojin's gaze fell on Chu Yunyao, a glimmer of light seemed to seep through the bottom of his gray eyes, which were as deep as a deep well.

He stared uncertainly at the woman in the driving seat who was driving over from the opposite side, thinking that he was dazzled.

When the car passed by her car window, Feng Shaojin glanced sideways for confirmation, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, the masseter muscles on the side of his face tensed up, and his body froze.

The guard who drove the car wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said tremblingly: "It's so dangerous, the driver just now turned out to be a little girl, and I almost ran into it."

Feng Shaojin said unprecedentedly: "Well, it is indeed a woman."

The guard did not expect that Feng Shaojin, who never said a word, would answer his words for the first time. Hearing his tone, he didn't seem to blame him at all, and his nervous nerves relaxed a little, and he continued: "That car seems to be the young marshal of the Mo family. Yes, Mr. Mu is always driving the car on weekdays, but today Mr. Mu is actually sitting in the co-pilot seat..."

Feng Shaojin sat motionless, his gaze fell through the windshield to the front, his face was calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

He was not mistaken, the woman sitting in the driving seat and controlling the steering wheel was indeed Chu Yunyao.

Chu Yunyao came over, what about her, she knew that Mo Lingyuan was infected with the disease, so she also came over, right?

After all, their brother and sister have such a good relationship, she will definitely not ignore Mo Lingyuan.

Feng Yichen ran to Mo Lingyuan's residence frequently these few days, but he never mentioned this matter to him at all. Could it be that he wanted to hide it from him?

Feng Shaojin's hand on his knee was clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.

The car drove into the courtyard of Feng's family, and the guards were repairing the tangled iron gate of the courtyard wall.

Feng Shaojin pushed the door and got out of the car, looked at the iron pillars scattered on the ground, and asked a lot: "How did you do it? How did something so good become like this?"

Who broke off all the iron pillars on the iron gate with such great strength?

The guard replied respectfully: "Mrs. Mo's young lady came here and handed you a greeting card. You are not at home and Madam took over. Then Mrs. Mo waited outside for a long time, so she drove in directly. and smashed our gate."

Before the guard could finish speaking, Feng Shaojin walked into the hall.

Following the sound of wiping cards and the sound of talking and laughing, Feng Shaojin pushed open the door of the side hall, glanced at the beautifully dressed ladies, his eyes fell on Mrs. Feng, and said in a low and indifferent voice, "Where's my greeting card? "

When Mrs. Feng saw that her son's handsome face was full of indifference and solemnity, without leaving her any face, she immediately became angry.

The warlord is her husband, and she can't care about losing her temper in front of so many people.

But Feng Shaojin is a junior after all, why should he treat her like this?

Mrs. Feng said angrily: "Your father and commander have already sent him away, so don't bother you."

Feng Shaojin paused every word, chilling: "Where's my greeting card?"

Mrs. Feng: "..."