Superpower: The domineering president is my wife.

Jiang Feiyan's eyelids twitched fiercely when she saw Dai Xi's evil smile.

"Are you going to... again?"

"What? Can't bear to leave?" Dai Xi raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile.

"No, no..." Jiang Feiyan laughed dryly.

Thinking of this girl's crazy shopping ability, she only hated herself for saying that.

"Besides..." Dai Xi cleared her throat and glanced sideways at Jiang Feiyan, "Because you are so proactive in welcoming me, I decided to stay with you for a few more days.

However, you have to prepare another house for me. It doesn’t have to be too big, it’s clean and fresh, and it can be moved in with just a bag. "

"Why, my villa can't accommodate you?" Jiang Feiyan curled her lips.

"If it can hold it, it's your house. The shaking makes my eyes hurt!" Dai Xi curled her lips and rolled her eyes in return.

"Tch~ That's because you have no taste!" Jiang Feiyan shot back.

"Say it again?" Dai Xi clenched her fists, her meaning very obvious.

"Haha, I have no taste, I have no taste..." Jiang Feiyan hesitated for a second, and then pulled Dai Xi toward the hotel parking lot with a flattering look on his face.

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But when the three of them arrived at the hotel parking lot.

Jiang Feiyan fell into silence as he looked at his sexy red Ferrari 812.

"Haha...there are only two seats..." Jiang Feiyan smiled awkwardly.

"..."

Dai Xi was speechless. Could this woman be any more stupid?

Immediately, she and Jiang Feiyan looked at each other, and they both looked at Li Mo, who was holding a backpack and wearing headphones and was having fun, and then got into the car without hesitation.

After closing the car door, Jiang Feiyan snapped his fingers at Li Mo, signaling him to take off his headphones.

Li Mo raised his head and looked at her blankly.

Jiang Feiyan picked up a hundred-dollar bill between his slender fingers painted with burgundy nail polish, tossed it gently, and then stepped on the accelerator.

"Take a taxi home by yourself! Little Momo..."

Her voice, accompanied by the roar of the engine, floated towards Li Mo along with the hundred-dollar bill.

"Jiang Feiyan! Just wait for me!"

After realizing it, Li Mo angrily picked up the hundred-dollar bill and put it into his pocket...

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The flashy red Ferrari speeds through the flowing streets of Kyoto.

Dai Xi sat back lazily, her sunglasses resting weakly on her face, her eyes lightly closed.

There was dynamic electronic music in her ears, and her thin white fingers gently tapped the car door armrest along with the music...

After a while, Jiang Feiyan parked the car in the underground parking lot of a high-end shopping mall.

"How about we eat something simple first to fill our stomachs?"

She twisted the water snake's waist, flipped up her hair, then took Dai Xi's arm affectionately and walked towards the elevator.

"It's up to you." Dai Xi didn't care.

"Then go to the Western restaurant upstairs. Their steaks are just okay. You can barely eat a few bites first. My sister will prepare your favorite red oil hot pot for you tonight!"

Facing the smooth mirror-like elevator door, Jiang Feiyan touched up her sexy red lips, and then winked at Dai Xi.

Dai Xi suddenly felt that it was okay not to eat this meal. If she could, she wouldn't even want these eyes.

Forget it, it’s dirty, just throw it away!

Dai Xi bit her back teeth and said, "Be normal! If you do this again, I have to leave!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I will listen to you in everything..." Jiang Feiyan shrugged aggrievedly, looking like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.

Grass! This drama queen isn’t done yet!

Dai Xi took a deep breath and finally resisted the urge to beat Jiang Feiyan in public.

Finally, the elevator door opened and she was dragged into the western restaurant by Jiang Feiyan.

Amidst the slow and lazy music, the uniformed waiter led them to a booth by the window.

Jiang Feiyan crossed her long legs, sat elegantly, and coldly accepted the menu handed over by the waiter.

He tapped his fingers lightly, then turned to the waiter and said: "Open another bottle of red wine for us..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Dai Xi's cold voice floating over.

"I'll call a driver later, and I'm going to throw someone away..."

Jiang Feiyan was embarrassed for a moment, trying hard to maintain a cold expression, and looked at the waiter with a smile.

"Ahem, forget it, just two glasses of cranberry juice."

"Okay, ma'am." The waiter smiled and politely withdrew.

As soon as the waiter left, Jiang Feiyan immediately returned to her natural self.

She held her chin in her hands, brought her face close to Dai Xi, and whispered like a thief.

"I heard from Xiao Momo that you returned to China this time because you were interested in a man who stole your head?"

After speaking, she carefully looked at Dai Xi's expression.

Seeing Dai Xi's eyebrows raised slightly, Jiang Feiyan said in surprise: "Are you serious!

Who is this old man? Tell me quickly. I will help you check it! "

"Li Mo didn't tell you?"

"No! I was the one who tricked him out of this. He refused to tell the rest of the story because he was afraid that you would beat him to death!" Jiang Feiyan looked at her expectantly with a gossipy face.

Dai Xi curled her lips indifferently and thought for a moment.

"I don't know if it's true or not. It's just that he was the first person to escape from my gun."

"That's really awesome!" Jiang Feiyan nodded in agreement.

“Also, he does have a good skin.

Perfect appearance, perfect figure, good personality, quiet and talkative.

Anyway, it just happens to be in my aesthetic point.

Hmm...how to put it.

I just find it interesting, like, a sense of fate.

I kind of want to take him back to be Mrs. Yazhai! "

"Who is it?" Jiang Feiyan became more and more interested.

Dai Xi raised her eyes, licked her lips, looked into her eyes, and spoke word by word.

"Feng! Banquet!"

"..."

Jiang Feiyan's eyes widened, as if he was struck by a huge thunder in the head.

After a long while, he stretched out his thumb and praised Dai Xi's bravery.

He is worthy of being the next person in charge of their Red Nightmare. He is indeed courageous!

However, some people may be sad...

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In the empty and quiet office, the minimalist decoration in black and white tones reveals the coldness and alienation of the owner everywhere.

Feng Yan was sitting behind a large desk, reviewing documents, wearing slightly reflective gold glasses, looking dignified and ascetic.

Qin Hua pushed the door open and entered, stepping on the thick carpet with his leather shoes, feeling uneasy inside.

"Third Master."

He handed over a personal business card in black and white with only his name and phone number.

It was clearly the one that the hotel manager handed over to Dai Xi yesterday.

Qin Hua considered it for a moment and spoke cautiously.

"The hotel manager said that Miss Dai Xi checked out at noon and left with a man and a woman.

When the room attendant was cleaning the room, he discovered that this business card had been left on the bar in the entrance.

Maybe, I forgot to take it..."

After Qin Hua finished speaking, he looked at his third master anxiously.

But his third master just nodded, indicating that he understood, without even looking at the business card the whole time.

To be honest, he couldn't quite understand what his third master meant to Miss Dai Xi, even though yesterday...

He put away the gossip in his head and continued.

"Third Master, today is Mr. Tang's birthday. He has invited everyone to get together in Yuyuan in the evening. Mr. Su and the martial arts team are also going."

"I know." Feng Yan finally stopped what he was doing and pinched his eyebrows slightly.

"Go and prepare a gift for that boy. It needs to be more expensive."

"Yes, Third Master." Qin Hua responded respectfully, turned around and exited the office.

After Qin Hua closed the door, Feng Yan picked up the business card on the table. His dark eyes, hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses, were dim and unclear.

He gently rubbed the business card with his fingertips and murmured.

"I haven't called you. Did you forget..."