Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

The next morning, after Sang Qingjiu gave Jiang Tingfeng an injection, he appeared in a car at the gate of Feng's Group.

Although the car is low-key.

But the red flag on the car, and the license plate number containing A, obviously produced by the military region, are not low-key at all.

The journey along the way was really smooth.

The first person to get out of the car was still the guard assigned to Sang Qingjiu by Jiang Tingfeng.

Sang Qingjiu stepped down.

She changed into black clothes today.

The upper body is in a suspender belt, sewn with silver threads that look like snake patterns.

The lower body is a long skirt, which is also embroidered with extremely exquisite floral patterns using silver thread, which is very eye-catching.

The slender white waist is exposed, and a thin silver belt hangs around it.

As soon as he left, there was a jingling sound.

A black snake was wrapped around her wrist, and a red centipede lay motionless on her neck, as if it were just a tattoo.

The mysterious and wealthy temperament intertwined with her, carrying an alluring danger.

The front desk of Feng Group's eyes almost went straight.

Even though she was a woman, she had to admit that the girl who walked in front of her was really beautiful.

But beautiful is beautiful~

"Miss, do you have an appointment?"

I still have to do formal work.

She didn't want to be fired by her superiors for letting people in at will!

Sang Qingjiu blinked slightly, "I'm here to find my fiancé."

fiancé?

The receptionist was stunned, "Who is your fiancé?"

"Feng Changqing."

"Mr. Feng...ah this..."

Does Mr. Feng have a fiancée?

Have it?

What?

Can this person be let go?

The front desk was a little helpless for a while, so they quickly made a call.

Feng Changqing, who was still processing the documents, then remembered that Sang Qingjiu said he would come to see him today.

He called for his special assistant and said, "Go downstairs to pick up Sang Qingjiu. She is easy to recognize. She is the most beautiful one downstairs."

Special Assistant:? ? ?

The special assistant was really confused, but he still listened to Feng Changqing and went downstairs to pick him up.

Sure enough, at a glance, Sang Qingjiu, who was extremely shining in the crowd, was spotted.

"Miss Sang, please come this way."

The special assistant led the person up with a smile.

Looking at his kind attitude, the receptionist instantly understood——

It turns out that this Miss Sang is really Mr. Feng’s fiancée!

[Excuse me, Mr. Feng has a fiancée, and she is a beautiful woman with all kinds of charms! 】

The receptionist originally only shared this news in his company's gossip group.

But once the news got out, it was out of control.

In less than an hour, most people in the company knew that Feng Changqing’s fiancée had come to see him, and the two were having a love affair in the office~

Just~

The atmosphere in the office was obviously not as sweet as they imagined.

At this time, Feng Changqing had just read through the "evidence" that Sang Qingjiu had brought to him.

file.

receipt.

photo……

Everyone said that his unscrupulous father had indeed sold him before he was born.

Sell ​​him to the Miao doctor as his fiancé.

and!

Ten years... a full ten years. Not only did I not tell him, but I also didn't tell his father or his mother.

This dad~

What a loser!

He really can't afford it!

But after thinking about it, Feng Changqing felt that his marriage was quite valuable~

It was actually worth extending his father's life by ten years.

Tsk~

If word spread that he exchanged his son's marriage for ten years of his life, Fan Sang Qingjiu would like it...

I don’t know how many people had to kidnap their own sons in front of Sang Qingjiu, right?

After Feng Changqing read it, he slowly exhaled, "Sang Qingjiu."

"Wife."

"what?"

Feng Changqing was stunned, "What?"

"You can call me wife now."

Sang Qingjiu said with a smile: "After all, you are my fiancé. We can get married when I reach twenty. You can be more enthusiastic towards me."

"When you get to twenty..."

and many more!

Feng Changqing suddenly realized a question, "How old are you this year?"

"eighteen."

"That's not right. You were not born when I was born. How could your grandma book a fiancé for you?"

Feng Changqing looked at Sang Qingjiu with bright eyes.

Yo ~

Guys with big brains are just not easy to fool~

Sang Qingjiu touched his chin and smiled playfully, "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Of course. If you don't give me a reason, then I can think that you are lying to me."

She was indeed lying to him.

But it's not a big problem.

This little bug can be easily fixed.

"Since you ask the question sincerely, I will tell you sincerely."

Sang Qingjiu walked up to Feng Changqing and leaned on the table crookedly, "It's very simple, because I am more than just your fiancé."

W-what?

Feng Changqing's pupils shrank, "What do you mean by this?"

"When your father asked for my milk, she did not have any children."

Sang Qingjiu's voice was charming and graceful, "You have to know that since ancient times, Miao medicine has been passed down from female to male."

"She didn't want to cut off the inheritance of Miao medicine, so she would inevitably adopt a girl. She was also afraid that the adopted girl would not be able to find a good man in Miao territory and end up alone like her, so she looked for a fiancé for me in advance."

"It's just that there are a little more people watching."

"You are one of them."

Feng Changqing:...

It feels absurd yet reasonable.

It makes sense.

But not too much~

wrong!

"One of the?"

Feng Changqing asked with an emphasis.

Sang Qingjiu shrugged slightly and said nonchalantly, "Yes. One of them. Besides you, there are seven or eight others."

Feng Changqing:! ! !

He is the prospective heir to the Feng family.

Now he is someone else’s fiancé!

You cow pussy!

I'll give you seven or eight men to choose from.

I'm afraid I didn't get you an adult talent show? ! !

"Why do you look at me like this and like me?"

Sang Qingjiu leaned forward and gently lifted Feng Changqing's chin with his fingertips, "Among these people, you are the most beautiful."

At that moment, a faint fragrance penetrated the tip of my nose.

Feng Changqing blinked slightly, with complicated emotions, "You chose me because I'm good-looking."

I don't know whether I should be happy or not.

There is a feeling of negotiating a tens of billions contract, but having to cooperate with the most annoying guy.

He never thought that this face could bring him a mysterious fiancée.

"Ha~"

Feng Changqing let out a long breath, "You also saw that my leg is disabled, are you sure you don't want to find another candidate?"

"Anyway, your fiancée has so many choices..."

hmm~

Why do you feel that the following words are weird?

Just as Feng Changqing was thinking about it, Sang Qingjiu leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "Are you jealous? Don't worry, I only like you. The leg is okay, I can fix it."

"The doctor has diagnosed that my leg was comminuted and the nerves were damaged. The current situation seems to be incurable."

When talking about this matter, Feng Changqing looked very calm.

He was already in pain.

All that's left now is acceptance, and...

Let everyone know that even if he is disabled, he is still the heir to the Feng family whose abilities exceed those of his peers!

"Just those quack doctors?"

Sang Qingjiujiao smiled and said, "They can't cure it because their medical skills are not good, but it doesn't mean I'm not good at it."