The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Feng Yinyin didn't need to turn her head to look, she also knew what the other party would send.

Now her phone screen is almost full of the same words.

"Pei Chen's injury was caused by intentional people. Fanlin, the organizer, protected the actors very well. Although they were attacked by unknown persons, fortunately they were not injured..."

The copywriting is excellent.

It not only showed Pei Chen's popularity and fans' combat effectiveness, but also helped Fanlin promote it along the way.

"How did it become like this!" Feng Yinyin clenched her fingers tightly.

She got into the car, biting her lower lip tightly.

"That person has obviously splashed it!"

Although there were not many people sitting in the first class on the ferry, they could all hear clearly.

The two girls just now couldn't help but turn back, "Why do you speak in such a tone, as if you are willing to get your brother hurt."

"Maybe black fans, we "Little Dust" are the most qualified, don't argue with this kind of black fans, as long as we know what's good for our brother."

The corner of Feng Yinyin's mouth twitched slightly.

But she was wearing a hat and a mask at this time, and she didn't dare to show up in front of the public at all. She could only bite her lips tightly and swallow all her dissatisfaction in her heart.

But in my heart... how can I let go!

"Uncle Yao, go and find out what's going on."

"Miss, we have already arrived in Fengcheng, so we don't need to pay too much attention to these things..." Feng Yaozu said earnestly, "There is no need to make things big."

"How can I make a big fuss? I just want a result. Don't worry, this person was found on the Internet. The IP address has been deliberately hidden, and it will never be found out."

She sneered, "Besides, which popular star doesn't have a lot of black fans now, and it was not uncommon to splash feces and acid in the past, but now it's just a bucket of paint that hasn't been splashed, who cares."

Feng Yaozu frowned, his face was not very good-looking.

But the order is here, and he can only obey it.

Then he nodded, "Okay, I'll ask someone to investigate and I'll give you the result as soon as possible. But now you're home in an hour, you should also know the temper of your ancestors, before you go... you better restrain yourself."

"Understood." Feng Yinyin has always been the most observant person.

In other words, the past few years in prison forced her to learn how to observe people's hearts.

This time I can stay outside, thanks to the protection of the ancestor of the Feng family.

But even so, she didn't think the other party contributed because of love.

It's nothing more than... just for his own sake.

……

"Back to the ancestors, the eldest lady has already passed the Chaoyang Gate, and she will arrive in half an hour now."

In the living room of Feng's old house, an old man with gray hair was sitting.

He has a slightly stooped figure, is wearing a Tang suit, and his face is already wrinkled.

At this time, he was squinting his eyes slightly, tasting the fragrance of tea in front of him.

"good."

The tea is really good.

"Yinyin's back, it's pretty fast." On the opposite side, old man Mo said "tsk tsk" twice, and also took a sip of the tea in the cup, "The fragrance is not too strong or too weak, just right."

"Xiaomo, it's not Yinyin. It's Fengyao..."

Feng Tianyou stroked the beard on his chin, and when he spoke, he had an ancient and fairy air, especially when he was tasting tea at this time.

He didn't seem to think about it, so he opened his mouth, "When we get to this house, there are only Fengyao and no Fengyinyin. Xiaomo, you have to remember it clearly."

The corner of Old Man Mo's mouth twitched. He was so old, how had he ever been warned like this.

But he was unlucky and there was nothing he could do.

Who let Feng Tianyou save his life in the past!