President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

"Feng Yin, why did you come here? I was waiting for you two to disappear." Seeing Feng Yin, Miao Wanwan lost her last bit of patience, and couldn't help but blame her.

Before Feng Yin came here, she took a shower and changed into a clean dress, dried her hair leisurely, finished her breakfast, and then walked slowly to the front hall.

Come to meet one of her biggest enemies in her previous life, so she has to dress up?
With four eyes intertwined, Feng Yin looked at the somewhat impatient Miao Wanwan, his clear eyes glowed with ice-cold frost, and walked towards Miao Wanwan step by step.

Every step I take is a painful torture carved in my heart by the blade.

But she will firmly remember this pain, because from this moment on, she will double the pain back to Miao Wanwan.

"I didn't sleep well last night. I wasn't very comfortable." Feng Yin said lukewarmly, and went straight to the main seat and sat down. She was wearing a smoky blue slim dress, which outlined her figure exquisitely.

Miao Wanwan looked inexplicably hot.

"No wonder you turned off your phone when I called you, isn't it..."

As Miao Wanwan said, she took the opportunity to get close to Feng Yin with a probing look on her face.

Looking at Miao Wanwan at such a close distance, Feng Yin's pupils reflected her ugly face, as if he could see her black heart through the flesh!

At this moment, I can't wait to peel Miao Wanwan into cramps.

"Master Leng took my phone away, we may not be able to contact you during this time." Feng Yin's tone was light, sounding a little lost.

At first, Miao Wanwan felt that something was wrong with Fengyin today. It turned out that her mobile phone was confiscated.

"Then you can't contact brother Ziheng..."

Miao Wanwan suddenly lowered her voice, she thought that only she and Feng Yin could hear it, but Li Qian who was not far away understood lip language, and had already memorized every word in her heart.

Feng Yin shook his head, his eye circles were also red.

"Feng Yin, take this... Be careful not to be discovered." Miao Wanwan sat close to Feng Yin, thinking that someone had slipped Feng Yin a mobile phone without anyone noticing.

She had thought about it before coming here, Feng Yin would not refuse to answer her and Song Ziheng's phone calls, there was only one possibility, and that was that the phone was taken away by Leng Yan.So Miao Wanwan prepared an extra mobile phone to bring.

Feng Yin glanced at the cell phone stuffed in his pocket, and from the corner of his eye, he felt Li Qian's mocking gaze, and instead of taking out the cell phone, he stood up.

"I'll go to the kitchen to watch lunch, and we'll talk while eating."

Feng Yin got up and walked towards the kitchen. When his back was turned to Miao Wanwan, frost condensed on his face, every inch of her was frozen.

Feng Yin asked the kitchen to prepare lunch, but the servant didn't make things difficult for her, and didn't make Miao Wanwan wait long.

During this period, Miao Wanwan wanted to bring the topic to Song Ziheng several times, but Feng Yin diverged without a trace.

When the food came, Miao Wanwan looked at the delicately arranged dishes on the table, which looked like a work of art, Miao Wanwan didn't say anything, but her heart was sour, and Feng Yin wanted to be sour on her to the end.

"Wanwan, you are not so lucky to come in every time, and you can't eat the food of Leng's family outside. You can eat first, and we will talk later."

Feng Yin looked innocent, but what he said could drive Miao Wanwan to death.

"Feng Yin, what do you mean by that? It seems that I don't have enough food and clothing at home."

"Wanwan, you misunderstood me. Of course I know the situation of the Miao family, and the income of the Miao family for a year is about the same as the income of a subsidiary of the Leng family for a month, do you think so?"