Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

Although neither of them particularly wanted to see their parents, there was nothing they could do under such circumstances.

Sitting in the car, Feng Anyan looked at He Mulan who had stepped onto the passenger seat, narrowed his eyes and said with a low laugh: "Miss He, what should you do with your appearance?"

She naturally knew the importance of removing makeup, so she took Feng Anyan to the beauty salon to remove her makeup and took off a light makeup that her parents liked.

Sitting in the car, Feng Anyan looked at He Mulan who had come out of the beauty salon and blew a whistle that looked extraordinarily light, and looked at the person who got into the co-pilot again with a smile.

He Mulan gave him a hard look and said nothing, Feng Anyan could only shrug his shoulders and start the car again, and arrived not far from Feng's house in a short while.

From a distance, the family backgrounds of Feng's family and He's family are completely different. Compared with his own home, Feng Anyan's home has an antique feeling, which is completely different from him.

Feng Anyan noticed He Mulan's gaze, tilted his head and smiled: "Why, are you satisfied?"

He Mulan snorted coldly and didn't speak to him.

The car continued to drive forward. Maybe she had spent too much time before, and the sky was getting dark. It seems that I went to Feng's house directly for dinner.

She touched her chest, felt the violent beating of her chest, and glanced sideways at Feng Anyan, who had an inexplicable arc in the corner of her mouth. She suddenly felt particularly uneasy, as if something different would happen after today's meal things.

The car stopped, and He Mulan stared blankly at the ornately decorated gate, twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Sir Feng, are you sure, today is just a meeting between our parents?"

Not to mention He Mulan, even Feng Anyan's smile froze when he saw the scene in front of him, and he coldly pulled He Mulan into the room.

"Hey, let me go."

How does He Mulan, a girl, break free from the shackles of a big man, Kaifeng Anyan.

"Anyan, you're back."

A deep male voice came from the front, Feng Anyan heard the voice, and reflexively let go of He Mulan's hand, she covered her somewhat red wrist and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

A middle-aged man who looked very handsome came over with a smile in a wheelchair, saw He Mulan, and nodded slightly: "This must be Miss He."

He Mulan didn't show any surprise. She bent down and said with a faint smile, "This is Uncle Feng. I've heard my parents say it many times. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Seeing the way He Mulan looked at him, Feng Zhengxue revealed a satisfied look in his eyes: "I'm glad to meet you too," he said with a glance at Feng Anyan, "An Yan's temper is a bit rambunctious, and I will trouble Miss He from now on. gone."

The smile on He Mulan's face froze in place. She opened her mouth and was about to say something, but turned her head and accidentally saw Feng Anyan's threatening smile, and responded vaguely a few times.

She looked around strangely, and said embarrassedly: "The Feng family seems to have something important today, will my parents and I just disturb you?"

The smile on Feng Zhengxue's face became deeper and deeper, he shook his head and said, "It's better to say that your arrival just happened to help me a lot, and you saw it too..." He patted his legs helplessly as he spoke. , "I can't do anything like this. It's really difficult to arrange today's reception by myself."

Feeling Feng Zhengxue's eyes looking at her, He Mulan smiled awkwardly.

Feng Anyan snorted coldly and said, "Father, do you want to rely on this woman?"

As Feng Zhengxue who raised Feng Anyan alone, he naturally understands his son. His tone of voice seems to be that he has a good relationship with Miss He, so that's the best.

"An Yan, Ms. He is fine, besides...this time, she might come too."

Hearing what his father said, Feng Anyan narrowed his eyes, and whispered with a dangerous smile on his face: "Will she come too?"

He Mulan, who was caught between the father and son, didn't even understand who the "she" they were talking about, but as an outsider, she was too embarrassed to ask.

Feng Anyan thought for a while, then turned his head to look at the woman standing in front of Feng Zhengxue with a smile and said, "It seems that I really need your help."

"Wait, I haven't figured it out yet..."

Before He Mulan finished speaking, she saw Feng Anyan smiling and mouthing "open room" to herself.

She squinted her eyes and immediately gave Feng Anyan a hard look. This man wouldn't do anything other than threaten her!
She remembered what she had done yesterday, and couldn't help but clenched her fists and looked at Feng Anyan bitterly, but Feng Zhengxue and her parents were here, and it was impossible for her to do anything inappropriate, such as... Here, beat up the glamorous Third Young Master Feng in front of you.

"In that case, please trouble Miss He."

Seeing such a business tycoon say such words to her, He Mulan naturally couldn't refuse, so she nodded helplessly.

"Then I'll trouble you, watch this group of people do things."

Feng Anyan also only left this sentence, and pushed Feng Zhengxue's wheelchair to nowhere.

He Mulan couldn't get out of his anger, the father and son believed in her too much, to give her full authority over such an important matter, what if something went wrong.

"Miss He, all the invitation letters written by the master have been sent out."

She looked at the man in a tuxedo behind her in a daze and said, "Huh?"

The butler who thought that He Mulan didn't hear what he said clearly continued to repeat that sentence, and said, "Miss He, you're almost dressed, what's next?" After speaking, he looked at the person in front of him seriously.

He Mulan, who seldom does such things, looked at the butler with some embarrassment and said, "Well, by the way, are there more women or more men here today? If there are more young women, then you can prepare some sweets. As for the men If there are too many, regardless of age, it is enough to prepare good wine."

"Well, I see, Miss He, I will order the kitchen to make some backups of these."

"En, good." She scanned the surroundings again, and saw the gauze-like objects all over the room, and frowned, "I'm sorry, uncle housekeeper, I want to ask this, who arranged the gauze scarves?"

"Well, it was arranged by the maid. What's wrong with Ms. He?"

"Because today is a reception, there must be a lot of people here. If there are such yarn-like objects all over the floor, it is easy to trip up the guests. It is better to remove them."