The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 189 I wish you happiness

"Five billion is not a small amount..." Karen touched her nose in embarrassment: "I have been active in the Forbidden City for so many days, and I have found two partners, but there is still a gap of nearly three billion, so, I can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"30 billion is definitely a small amount." Zhao Xue nodded with a shameless face: "As long as you do what I say, I believe that as long as you find another partner, you can make up the money."

"Well, tomorrow, I will accompany you to Jiangbei." Karen nodded solemnly.

When Leng Feng returned to the villa, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. After seeing that Han Yueying hadn't come back, he suddenly felt restless.

After hesitating for a while, worrying overwhelmed his anger, Leng Feng took out his mobile phone and called Han Yueying.

Thinking of Leng Feng's masculine idea, he can just mess around with flowers outside, and she just said a few more words to Shen Huaqing, and she was so unreasonable to tear herself apart, Han Yueying felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

Some women would eat and drink when they felt uncomfortable, but when Han Yueying felt uncomfortable, she would go shopping to relieve stress, so after get off work, she made an appointment with Yang Xiruo directly and went to the most high-end shopping place in Jiangbei City.

Han Yueying, who was trying on the clothes, naturally didn't pay attention to the phone in the bag. After trying on the clothes, Han Yueying heard the call, and this was already the third call from Leng Feng.

"Did Han Yueying miss the call because of something?" Leng Feng was thinking when the first call was not connected.

"What the hell, I'm afraid I didn't answer the phone because I was fooling around with Shen Huaqing." Before Han Yueying answered the second call, Leng Feng suddenly remembered the fact that Shen Huaqing had asked Han Yueying to watch a movie, and his heart was churning. Thick sourness.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why don't you answer the phone." When the phone was finally connected, Leng Feng finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and said something to that side.

When Han Yueying saw Leng Feng make three phone calls, she felt a little apologetic at first, but after hearing Leng Feng's questioning voice, she became angry immediately: "I was watching a movie with Shen Huaqing just now, did not hear it."

"It really is with that little boy." Leng Feng's mind recalled the image of Han Yueying snuggling on Shen Huaqing's shoulder and whispering, no longer speaking, but panting heavily.

Han Yueying heard the panting sound on the other end of the phone, and felt a little regretful, fearing that she had stimulated Leng Feng too deeply, her voice suddenly softened a lot: "Actually..."

"Beep beep beep..." But Han Yueying had only said two words, but the blind voice of beep came from the other side.

"You bastard, you actually hung up on my phone." Han Yueying suddenly lost her temper, as if Leng Feng was by her side, and waved her small pink fist in demonstration.

"Yueying, is it Leng Feng calling?" Yang Xiruo took two steps forward and tentatively asked Han Yueying.

"Who is it if it's not that bastard?" Naturally, Han Yueying would not hide anything from Yang Xiruo. She told Yang Xiruo what had happened in the past few days. It turned red before I knew it.

"Actually..." Yang Xiruo sighed faintly: "Yueying, have you considered that the reason Leng Feng is so domineering and unreasonable is because he cares about you."

"No matter how much you care about it, that's not the case." Han Yueying cried out with an aggrieved face: "When two people are together, what is important is not to trust each other. If you don't even have this kind of trust, then what's the point of being together."

"Yueying, don't be too extreme." Yang Xiruo smiled bitterly: "Actually, I don't think it's a big deal. What you two lack is just communication. If the matter is told, the misunderstanding may be resolved."

"Xiwei, thank you." Han Yueying stood there in a daze for a while, and then said something grateful to Yang Xiruo.

"I wish you happiness." Yang Xiruo murmured, but a faint complexion flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Knowing that there was a rift in the relationship between Han Yueying and Leng Feng, Yang Xiruo unconsciously felt a little joy in his heart, subconsciously thinking that his chance had come.

Yang Xiruo knew that the biggest obstacle in front of him and Leng Feng was Han Yueying. If Han Yueying and Leng Feng were fighting each other, then he was 90.00% sure that he could be with Leng Feng.

But looking at Han Yueying's sad face, Yang Xiruo's heart softened for some reason. The words that were intended to sow discord between the two turned into words of persuasion to Han Yueying.

Yang Xiruo knew better that after Han Yueying listened to her and had a deep connection with Leng Feng, the relationship would be reconciled as before, and she would never be able to be with Leng Feng again. Thinking that she had ruined her own happiness with her own hands, Yang Xiruo How can the feeling of pity be uncomplicated.

Because of Leng Feng's phone call, Han Yueying was naturally in no mood to hang out with Yang Xiruo, and drove back to the villa directly.

"Why don't you come back later, your face is as cold as ice." Seeing Leng Feng sitting there with a sullen face watching TV, Han Yueying felt inexplicably irritated. After taking off her shoes, she rubbed against her like a proud swan. Clumsily went upstairs.

"This woman, she didn't say a word when she came back so late, she's obviously guilty..." Seeing that Han Yueying ignored her, the veins on Leng Feng's forehead began to throb violently.

"What the hell, it's true that women don't fight, and go to the house to cover up the tiles..." Leng Feng said viciously, threw the remote control on the sofa, and went upstairs slowly.

"What are you doing here?" Han Yueying, who was lying there thinking about something, turned over and sat up, looking at Leng Feng scrutinizingly.

"At least until now, you are still my fiancee in name, don't I even have the qualifications to enter this door?" Leng Feng snorted coldly.

Han Yueying choked on Leng Feng's words, grabbed a pillow and threw it at Leng Feng: "Leng Feng, you are a bastard!"

"Aren't you a bastard!" Leng Feng grabbed the pillow and looked at Han Yueying with a sneer: "You know it's dangerous outside, but you still fool around with that little boy. If you have something to do, what will your parents do?"

"You..." Han Yueying's eye circles turned red, this bastard is always using this matter to run on me, do I really have to be led by you in this life: "Leng Feng, even if I die, You don't need to worry about it."

"Okay, that's what you said." Listening to Han Yueying's decisive answer, Leng Feng felt bitter in his heart, and suddenly felt a sense of dullness: "I will protect you one last time. After this time, there will be nothing between us." No matter what the relationship is, you take your Yangguan Road, and I will take my single-plank bridge."

(End of this chapter)