Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Feng Heng was passing by with a black Bentley.

In the blink of an eye, he had already driven out fifty or sixty meters.

He was surprised to see something, looked back in the rearview mirror, and recognized Feng Yihan's car.

After the car continued to slide for a hundred meters, he suddenly turned around and drove back.

The galloping Bentley braked suddenly beside Feng Yihan's Maserati and stopped side by side steadily.

The brake sound of the emergency stop was a bit harsh, and he would fall into the Feng Yihan of his own thinking and pull back to reality.

"Feng Heng?"

Under the dazzling street lights, Feng Yihan could still see clearly the figure of the car owner next to him in his misty field of vision.

Another chill came from his face, and Feng Yihan knew that he must be embarrassed at this time.

Tsundere's self-esteem made her immediately take out the tissue and wipe away the tears on her face indiscriminately.

"..."

Feng Heng looked at Feng Yihan silently.

She cried with red eyes and a haggard face, as if the sky was falling.

"Didn't you disappear? Why are you back again?"

When she looked at Feng Heng again, Feng Yihan held up her airs. She couldn't see the happiness, anger, sorrow, or sorrow, but she could feel her alienation from Feng Heng.

Feng Yihan has rarely seen him since Feng Sheng and Luo Yangyang went to the British Isles, and Feng Heng lost the battle for the chief executive.

He just half-disappeared, occasionally showing up.

Many people in the family don't know where he went or what he did.

"I have been in Jiangcheng recently."

Feng Heng faded away from his frivolous, enchanting face, adding a touch of calmness and vicissitudes.

Jiangcheng is next door to the imperial capital, very close back.

"What are you doing in Jiangcheng?"

Feng Yihan didn't want to bother about Feng Heng, so he blurted out out of curiosity.

Feng Heng fought Fengsheng and Feng Yi for so long, and disappeared after losing the first battle. Isn't he planning something and then come back?

"start a company."

Although Feng Heng had never told his family about this, he looked at Feng Yihan and didn't hide it from her.

"Start a company? Don't you want to seal the company?"

Meeting again, Feng Yihan felt that Feng Heng was different.

Looking carefully, he found that he hadn't smiled since just now, and even his aura has become quite calm.

"What's the use of I want to seal the clan, can the old man give me the seal?"

Feng Heng sneered, a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"I can see it through, let alone the entire Feng clan, it's just a piece of the Feng clan, and the father will not leave it to me."

Another car whizzed past, and Feng Heng on the retrograde lane was squinted by the lights.

"Then you are willing to get out like this?"

Feng Yihan looked at Feng Heng, who was pale under the light, and suddenly couldn't understand him.

In fact, she had never understood Feng Heng.

"Of course I'm not reconciled. I don't think I am inferior to the canonization or Feng Yi." When Feng Yi said this, his tone was calm as usual. "But I figured it out. If you go to me, I will build a business empire by myself, and no one has to be named."

Feng Heng's words were a bit arrogant, but Feng Yihan looked at him, but did not see any arrogant and disdainful look on his face.

What she saw was all the imperative self-confidence.

"Feng Heng, how do I feel that you are different from before."

For the first time, Feng Yihan saw the words mature and steady from Feng Heng.

"Can someone who has been in jail be the same?"

Feng Heng sneered again.