I asked you to go on a blind date, why would you rent a billionaire CEO?

"Mom, I discussed it with Chenyu on the way, and he agreed to it."

Facing his mother's inquiring gaze, Lu Chenyu nodded.

"Okay, you young people, just discuss it among yourselves."

"Ah."

Entering the villa, Shen Mengxue did not pay too much attention to the luxurious furniture, famous paintings, antiques, and crystal chandeliers.

There is always some timidity and uneasiness in his eyes.

Or a sense of distance.

Feeling unreal and unreal.

There is no such joy as winning a lottery worth tens of millions, only a restrained mentality.

Perhaps she needs some time to adapt to this kind of life.

Mother-in-law Su Wanyun held her arm and smiled gently: "Xiaoxue, you will be the young lady of this family from now on. This is your own home, you can do whatever you want, don't be so restrained."

"Thank you, Mom."

The mother-in-law is a good mother-in-law and the husband is also very good. Is she really too pretentious?

Accept all this with peace of mind?

As many mothers would say, you are so lucky to marry a rich man.

"Come, I'll take you to Chenyu's room. From now on, it will be your own room."

In the master bedroom of nearly 50 square meters, Shen Mengxue felt that apart from luxury, there was only emptiness.

It is far less warm and safe than Shengmeiyuan community.

"Have a good rest. I'll ask Aunt Wang to prepare lunch."

The Aunt Wang that my mother-in-law was talking about was specially transferred from Wencheng.

The purpose is because Wang Ma and Shen Mengxue have been familiar with each other after spending a few days together.

In order to help her daughter-in-law adapt better, the mother-in-law has taken great pains.

Lying on the soft and comfortable big bed, Shen Mengxue thought to herself that it would be good to live like this, and then she wondered whether her identity would bring shame to the richest man's family.

After a while I thought, why shouldn’t I want a husband whom I married based on his own abilities?

After a while, I thought: Is this really appropriate? The two of us have different living habits and educational levels.

Sooner or later, conflicts will break out.

And just like that, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

In the dream, Shen Mengxue was walking unconsciously on the street. Everyone around her looked at her with envy, jealousy, and flattery.

Wherever she looked, people there tried their best to show their warmest smiles.

Suddenly, the scene changed and Cai Qianqian and Ye Shiyan appeared. They were tied up and kneeling in front of her.

It seemed that with just her order, the lives of both of them were in her hands.

Such is the privilege her status brings her.

No, she ran desperately, kept running, and shouted at the top of her lungs: Chenyu, where are you?

In the living room, Lu Chenyu asked Lin Shaofeng to contact Qin Baolin.

It's time for him to play his role.

Hearing the faint sounds in the room, Lu Chenyu put away his cold breath, walked into the bedroom, gently bent down, and gently held her hand.

In an instant, Shen Mengxue opened her eyes.

"Chenyu."

call--

"What's wrong, are you having a nightmare?"

"You should rest at home. I still have some things to deal with."

Shen Mengxue knew that the man was going to deal with the kidnapping matter.

"Be careful."

On the other side, Feng Wanqing was in his arms. From the initial struggle, she now quietly let him carry her to the side of the road.

"Can you put me down first? I can walk by myself."

She said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Thank you for coming to save me."

"what?"

"Don't push your luck!"

For some reason, the quiet and gentle Feng Wanqing always couldn't help but lose her emotions in front of him.

"Is this how you treat your savior?"

"I can give you a lot of money..." Facing his mocking look, Feng Wanqing knew that this might be too insincere.

"Well, what do you want? I have nothing else to give you except money."

"really?"

The man's lip curling looked lazy and stylish, especially since he was such a good fighter.

There is almost no woman who can resist a man like this.

Exuding fatal attraction casually.

She blushed and thought about the conversation she had with her father.

"Anyway, I'll give you one million, whether you want it or not!"

She had a little temper.

Three years ago, after becoming the executive president of the Feng Group, he started to show his temper for the first time.

It was actually directed at a bodyguard who was dressed like a migrant worker.

Soon, special departments cordoned off the scene. This kind of terrorist attack is generally not made public, as it will cause panic among the people.

Shen Qiancheng stopped a taxi and the two got in.

"Go directly to the company? Or take a rest and adjust?"

Feng Wanqing raised her head and said, "Let's go to the company."

Seeing the man smiling and shaking his head, she waved her fist in anger, "Don't underestimate me, I have seen a lot of storms and waves."

The man spread his hands: "I didn't say anything."

When I got back to the company, I realized that such a big thing had happened and the entire group had already made preparations.

Even Mr. Feng and his wife came.

In the president's office, Mr. Feng politely shook hands with Shen Qiancheng: "Brother, thank you for bringing my daughter back safely."

Polite but also enthusiastic.

Only Mr. Feng knew the man’s terror and identity.

"Dad, I admit that he saved me. On the way back, I had already discussed it with him. The thank-you fee is one million, and the matter is over."

That expression seemed to be saying, don't be so arrogant!

"Xiao Qing, how can you talk to your lifesaver? A mere one million, won't outsiders laugh at our Feng family's little day?"

"But……"

"Okay, don't worry about it. I feel relieved that Brother Shen is by your side to protect you. As for the words of thanks——"

Director Feng turned his gaze and looked at Shen Qiancheng with a negotiating tone.

"How about this, Brother Shen, if you need anything, our Feng family has it, just take it!"

"dad!"

"I don't agree!" Feng Wanqing had an ominous premonition in her heart. What if he wants to marry your daughter, will you agree?

as predicted!

"Mr. Feng, don't be so polite. Just call me Qiancheng." The man still looked lazy. He didn't care at all when facing a powerful person like Mr. Feng who had been in a high position for a long time.

"As for words of thanks, why not let your daughter be my girlfriend? I'm alone..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng Wanqing jumped up with a red face, "No, no! Don't even think about it!"

When she came back, she changed into a more professional outfit.

A Chanel-style jacket paired with off-white casual pants exudes the aura of a strong career woman.

Mrs. Feng looked at her daughter in surprise. It was strange. Normally, even if she encountered such a thing, her daughter would just deal with it calmly, not like now, as if her mood was touched.

Could it be?

Mr. Feng could see that Shen Qiancheng had only said it casually, but his daughter reacted so extreme. This is worth pondering.

He said calmly: "Okay, as long as Qiancheng likes it, what I, Old Feng, say will definitely count!"

"Dad~"

How could this dad push his daughter into the fire?

"Him, him, I don't like him, not at all!"

Mrs. Feng took her hand and said with a smile, "Then tell me, what kind do you like?"

"Anyway, I don't want someone like him, who is dark and has no proper appearance. My future boyfriend must be elegant, gentle, noble, and capable, and he must be able to take me to a wider landscape..."

Shen Qiancheng curled his lips and approached step by step: "Why don't we make a bet?"