Sitting down at the appointed table, Lin Xiangxiang looked at the noble man sitting opposite him. He still couldn't help saying, "Feng Yu, did you put that recording on the Internet?"

"It's not me, it's my uncle!" Feng Yu said faintly and looked at her unfathomably: "do you mind?"

Lin Xiangxiang shook his head: "how can I mind? You are doing justice for me. I appreciate that it's too late for you."

"At this time, your father must have the heart to kill me." Feng Yu laughed at himself.

Lin shuddered.

Feng Yu leaned over slightly and pressed her warm big palm on the back of her hand, as if to comfort her: "no matter how much pressure you are under, I will revenge for you. I will never allow them to bully you."

Miss Lin was deeply touched. Her clear eyes filled with tears flashed on the man's handsome and firm face: "Feng Yu, thank you. Thank you for defending me like this. In fact, if it wasn't for you, Pei Jiaxin would not get the punishment she deserved even if she hurt me. One of the Pei family would protect her, and then ask me to bear with it, for the sake of my family, Swallow this humiliation and grievance alone, but I don't want to. I think Pei Jiaxin should be taught a lesson. "

Feng Yu gently patted her on the back of her hand twice: "that's right. It should be this attitude to those who have hurt you. Otherwise, if the lesson is not painful enough, she will continue to hurt you for the second time."

"Today, I saw the video of Pei Jiaxin's arrest on the Internet. She's good at blocking her face. I don't know if she ever regretted what she did to me." Miss Lin said lightly.

Feng Yu looked at her sad face painfully and comforted her in a low voice: "well, don't think about it. Pei Jiaxin has been punished by her. What I'm worried about is that the people of Pei family will have opinions on you in this matter."

"I'm not afraid!" Lin Xiangxiang sneered: "anyway, the criminal is not me, I am the victim."

Feng Yu nodded: "yes, you are the victim. If the Pei family thinks that you have done too much, you will come back to me."

"I... can I go home with you?" Lin asked cautiously.

"I'll take you back tonight. The situation is very delicate. I'm afraid you'll get hurt."

"Well, I'll go back with you!" Miss Lin mouth gently raised up, at this moment, wandering heart, as if to have a rely on.

After dinner, Feng Yu took Lin Xiang to the presidential suite on the top floor to have a rest.

"Are we going to sleep here tonight?" Miss Lin asked with a red face.

Feng Yu sat down on the sofa and patted his thigh: "come here!"

Miss Lin walked over with a light step, holding her slender waist tightly with his big palm and putting her on his leg: "Miss, are you afraid to be with me?"

"What are you afraid of?" Miss Lin blinked.

Feng Yu's fingers lingered on her pink lips, and her voice was low: "when your identity is announced, our relationship will change. Everyone knows that the person I should marry is Pei Jiaxin, but in the end, the person I want to marry is you."

Miss Lin was shocked. She never thought about it.

But gossip, sometimes more painful than real weapons.

"As long as you don't say it to my face, I'll pretend I don't know anything." Miss Lin leaned lightly on his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and his inner confusion was slightly suppressed.

"If anyone dares to say anything, you will tear her mouth for me."

"I'm not so violent!"

"Then I'll send someone to do the violence for you!"

Miss Lin raised his face and looked at Feng Yu: "as long as you don't shrink back, I will not."

"I never flinched!" Feng Yu looked at her purplish red lips and gently raised her chin with her fingers. She could not help kissing her thin lips.

Men's kisses, like his temperament, are overbearing and fierce, and they ask for her sweetness inch by inch.

Miss Lin brain a blank, weak grasp of his shirt, light breathing up.

Feng Yu looked at her confused expression, thin lips gently hook up, bent down, hold her up, straight to the bedroom.

Cold home!

Study!

Leng Feiyang is sitting at the back of his desk. Leng Yaochen is holding a magic cube in his hand. He quickly turns it over. In the blink of an eye, he has already put it together.

"If Feng Yu really chose the northern Chu camp, we should have a good consideration." Leng Feiyang's dignified and steady voice began to ring.

Leng Yaochen threw the Rubik's cube directly into the dustbin. Junrong was gloomy and said coldly: "indeed, you can't be an ally, that's the enemy."

"But Lengjia and Feng Yu have nearly 100 billion business cooperation in the mall. How do you plan to deal with this?" Leng Feiyang looks at his son coldly, waiting for his answer.

"I will go to find Feng Yu tomorrow. I want to know his position clearly. If he really doesn't stand on our line, I can only make an end with him." Cold Yao Chen thinks to say.

"It seems that there is going to be a storm in the shopping malls of H country. I really hope this is a win-win situation."

"It's impossible. It's doomed to be a situation where both sides will lose." Leng Yaochen gave a sneer.

Leng Feiyang looked at his son's cold eyebrows and asked, "Yaochen, when do you like Shanglin?"

Leng Yaochen was stunned. He lowered his head and was silent.

"What? Can't even dad say it? " Leng Feiyang said sternly.

"I've loved her for a long time, Dad. I'm sure I'll get it for her." Leng Yaochen's tone is very firm.

"Where is the potential? A divorced woman, are you promoting your father's heart? My father raised you for so many years, but he asked you to find a second-hand woman to go home and inherit the family? " Leng Feiyang is very angry and feels that his son is too unpromising.

Leng Yaochen knew that his father would tell him about it. He was ready.

"Dad, I don't mind her past. She was my fiancee. I just kept our engagement."

Leng Feiyang punched the table: "even if you don't marry her, the Pei family doesn't dare to have any opinions."

"Dad, I don't like to give up my woman. Feng Yu has chosen Chu Bei. Do I want him to take away my woman?" Leng Yaochen hated it a little.

Leng Feiyang frowned: "are you unconvinced?"

"I just don't want to lose to him anymore." Leng Yaochen is really not reconciled.

Looking at his son's resolute attitude, Leng Feiyang knew that he was serious this time, so he had to nod: "well, you're right. If we even export our own women, then our Leng family will really become a joke."

Looking at his father, Leng Yaochen felt relieved. His father's support undoubtedly gave him more motivation.

The next morning, Miss Lin woke up from the man's arms.

Outside the window, heavy snow, cold.

Miss Lin had a dream last night. The scene in the dream made her sweat.

Wake up, she felt the pressure on the belly of the big palm, heart this just a little bit more stable.

Subconsciously curled up in the man's arms.

How could she dream of her marriage to Leng Yaochen? How could she marry Leng Yaochen?

She has been a royal bride all her life.

"What's the matter? Have you had a nightmare Ear, came a man's low and stable voice.

Miss Lin shook his head: "no, what time is it?"

"It's still early. It's just after six o'clock! Get some sleep. " Feng Yu patted her arm and said in a low voice.

Lin missed her. This time, there was no nightmare. She slept for more than two hours.

When she woke up, Feng Yu was no longer around.

She got up in a trance and walked out of the living room. She saw a set of women's clothes stacked neatly on the sofa and a note left by Feng Yu.

It turns out that he went to the company early in the morning.

Miss Lin touched his aching waist, thinking of the pictures of blushing and heartbeat last night, he could not say the sweetness in his heart.

I hope this good time will last longer.

At the moment, Feng Yu sat in his office and heard the assistant's message: "Mr. Feng, Leng Shao is here!"

"Let him in!" Feng Yu straightened his clothes, and his eyes were cold with a touch of edge.

He seems to have expected that Leng Yaochen would come to him, because he was the first to make that decision.

Leng's current situation is relatively passive.

Leng Yaochen directly pushed the door in, and then threw the office door hard.

Feng Yu thin lip micro hook: "did you eat gunpowder this morning? So angry? "

Leng Yaochen went straight to his desk. He propped up his hands heavily. The table trembled: "Feng Yu, what are you playing?"

"If there's anything, we'd better calm down. You look like this now..."

"You want me to calm down? When did you become the guest of the north of Chu? What do you have to do with him? "Cooperation?"

Feng Yu looked at his friend's sarcastic question, his face changed slightly, but his tone was still calm: "I just feel that Pei Dongming is not suitable for the presidency, his ability is limited, if you support him to do that position, it will be a disaster for H country."

"Feng Yu, don't be too crazy. You want to marry his daughter and tear down his platform at the same time. Don't you think your behavior is too much?" Leng Yaochen sneered and couldn't hide his anger.

Feng Yu's face suddenly became cold: "who caused this situation? Can I help you? At the old lady's birthday party, he wanted to marry you in front of me. He should have expected the hostile situation today. "

"Miss Lin is my woman." Leng Yaochen's tone was also tinged with a trace of cold anger.

"Your woman? Has she ever loved you? " Feng Yu sneered.

"Whether she loves me or not, I will marry her."

"You dare!" Feng Yu hit the table with his fist. There was no doubt in his voice: "she's mine!"