His Wife Calls The Shots

Feng's house is not so big. She wore a dress and high heels and walked for seven or eight minutes before she saw the gate of Dongyuan.

The door is not locked and you can go in directly.

The styles of Dongyuan and Xiyuan are completely different. Here is a warm and elegant style that is full of folk songs, which is her favorite style.

She carried her wide skirt and walked slowly, her breathing gradually tightening.

The whole person is placed in a state of tending to excitement.

Here is where she dreams of getting married.

The best family, the best man.

It will all be hers.

She had already inquired clearly from Feng Chuchu's side that Feng Xian usually lived alone in a building, and would only be with his family when he had dinner.

So, she quickly passed the main building and walked straight to the yard next to it.

As soon as I entered, I saw a Samoyed with a pink tail wagging and catching the ball. When he turned his head, he grinned at her, and the whole dog was in a very alert state.

Lin Wenyu was startled. When he didn't know what to do, suddenly, a person walked out of it.

The man had just finished taking a shower, and the messy black hair was close to the deep contour of his face, dripping with water. He wears a very loose nightgown, loosely wrapped around the golden ratio figure of the inverted triangle. The pale skin color does not make his handsome look feminine, but adds a noble and sparseness that can only be seen from a distance. cold.

Holding a bottle of water in his hand, he was about to drink, his eyes touched Lin Wenyu, frowning.

"Who let you in?"

A cold voice, completely alienated.

Lin Wenyu's eyes were locked on his sturdy and dazzling chest muscles, his tongue knotted suddenly, and his gaze panicked: "I...I...I came to see my cousin."

"Get out."

Feng Xian turned away from her gaze, holding the water and stepping inside, as if she didn't believe her at all.

The chasing guests were caught off guard, Lin Wenyu plucked up the courage to go inside.

"Mr. Feng, please wait, I have something to say to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she uttered an oops, crooked her feet and fell on Lin, frowning and humming with pain.

Feng Xian glanced over indifferently: "Get out."

Lin Wenyu was taken aback. At this time, shouldn't he come and help her up?

She didn't care about so much, so she said the words directly.

"Camille and my cousin met and had a very good relationship. Camille personally, she was recommended by my cousin to work for Feng Yu!"

Feng Xian Lengjun's face was covered with a hazy emotion, it was difficult to distinguish good from bad.

Lin Wenyu had stood up at this time with a face filled with righteous indignation.

Seeing Fengxian had nothing to say, she continued: "Although she is my cousin, but I do not help her relatives, she obviously lives in your house, but helps others. This is not appropriate at all. Treat her so well."

The man scanned her coldly, "Really."

This sound was soft and shallow, showing indifference.

Lin Wenyu didn't know what he was thinking, and couldn't figure it out at all.

"Mr. Feng, are you not angry? She is eating inside and out now."

"I think you should send her away!"

The man’s cold eyes raised lazily, and his voice was cold: "Who gave you the courage to come here to point me out?"

The casual and gentle tone, scattered enough to crush any deterrent.

Lin Wenyuxin mentioned her throat, gritted her teeth, and said, "I know I'm very presumptuous and rude, but I can't help it anymore. I can't see my cousin acting so recklessly and without any mature behavior at all. , And treat it as her one-mu three-quarter land, do whatever you want!"

The man is light, his handsome face is covered with a layer of very subtle evil, his cold eyes stared at the girl under the stairs, and the voice was nice but cold: "With me, she can of course act arbitrarily. Since you can't see it, Just get out of here."