His Wife Calls The Shots

Shi Haihan's mouth opened and closed quickly, and after a few words, the girl finally said lazily.

From the perspective of Fengxian, Shi Haihan's face turned pale in an instant before she finished speaking.

In front of a girl ten years older than herself, she was like a frightened mouse.

Feng Xian suddenly became interested, remembering all the pictures about this girl in his mind.

She, like a mystery.

It just so happens that he is good at solving puzzles.

After a while, Shi Haihan left in a desperate manner, and Qian Mian pulled the fence and walked in.

"It's not pleasant to talk about."

Qian Miao glanced at him, but didn't say a word.

She went straight in and continued the meal she hadn't finished.

Feng Xian sat down, put the food in her bowl, and said casually: "How did you meet?"

"No comment." She looked at the phone and said lightly.

Feng Xian watched her quietly eating, and did not continue to ask.

After a while, he picked up the phone.

After eating, Qian Mian sent the guests to the door and closed the door coldly.

A few helpless smiles in Feng Xian's eyes: "Remember to go home early."

Inside, it was quiet.

His phone jittered, and the assistant sent a message.

It was found that Shi Haihan had worked under Tang’s mother for a period of time before. They probably met at that time. Shi Haihan is currently working in Italy. He has a female patient under his care. She should be interesting to develop into Lovers.

Seeing the back, the dark color of Fengxian's eyes faded.

The next second, the assistant sent another message.

I'm sorry, boss, correct it. The news I just found, the female patient has been married, and he cured a pair of legs in his hands earlier, and then married a rich man in Liandi, but between the two Keep in close contact, the relationship is really not good.

With this news, Feng Xian made arrangements for the afternoon.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shi Haihan came to see him in a different way.

The smile is gentle, every word is talking about the past.

Feng Xian said indifferently: "To make an appointment with you today is not a nostalgia."

Shi Haihan's smile faded a little: "Why, do you want to discuss business with me? I'm not a businessman."

He was joking.

Feng Xian leaned on the back of his chair, and his quiet and steady eyes looked at him quietly. Although he was older, the aura of the superior easily surpassed him.

He said: "Are you familiar with Tang Qianmiao?"

In an instant, Shi Haihan suddenly reacted.

A friendly smile, froze at the corner of his mouth.

"Why do you care about her so much?"

When he asked this, he already had a vague answer in his heart.

Feng Xian's eyes were slightly cold: "Answer my question positively."

Shi Haihan is self-aware and of course would not choose to mess with him.

"I'm not familiar with it. I just have a little friendship. I want to ask her for a favor this time. If you can talk to her, help me."

His tone was earnest.

Feng Xian's eyes were dyed a little bit of interest: "What can she help you with?"

Shi Haihan took a deep breath, secretly not wanting to answer.

Fengxian can always grasp the key, he has no possibility to change the subject.

After thinking about it, he said: "She didn't tell you?"

Feng Xian was speechless, his eyes filled with a cold smile.

Shi Haihan couldn't help taking a sip of coffee and said, "It looks like she didn't talk to you, and you are not familiar with it."

As soon as this word fell, he regretted it. Didn't he hit the gun by himself?