Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

The black car pulled over immediately, and Feng Sheng lowered the window with a frown. When it was halfway down, he heard an astonishing word from a street grill.

"I slept with a man last night!" Luo Yangyang said solemnly.

Feng Sheng's eyes flashed, his cold eyes pointed at Luo Yangyang who spoke wildly and wore waist-length black hair.

That girl, wearing the black sweater he prepared for her, seemed to have a big opinion of him, listening to her tone?

"Puff! Cough cough..." Youyou just took a sip of beer, and was choked by the cold drink. It took a long time before he was relieved and blushed with a cute baby face, "What are you talking about? ?Say it again!"

Did she hear me right?

Luo Yangyang hasn't even sent her first love out yet. Where can a man sleep with her?

Yoyo choked, the beer in her mouth sprayed a lot on the skewers, Luo Yangyang curled the corner of her mouth, in Yoyo's eager and shocked eyes, she took another gulp of beer before pretending to be calm. Said: "You heard that right, the man and I got off the sheets."

Youyou's big eyes blinked a few times. After being shocked, he quickly calmed down. After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked, "Who? Feng Yi?"

The Fengsheng car parked on the side of the road. Although Youyou's voice was not loud, he heard the word "Feng Yi" with the night breeze blowing into the car.

Next second.

The unpredictable cold eyes of the titled saint sank deeply, and the whole body exuded a murderous air, even the driver felt that the back seat was cold.

Soon after, the driver saw Fengsheng suddenly get out of the car.

When he heard Feng Yi's name, Luo Yangyang's eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes were a bit complicated. Just when he wanted to say that it was not Feng Yi, from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow covering the roadside, his awe-inspiring and oppressive feeling powerful.

Subconsciously tilting his head to look, Luo Yangyang immediately stiffened, looking at the canonization coming straight in in horror.

Why is he here?

Feng Sheng was cold with a black face, stretched out his long arm to grab Luo Yangyang's arm, and pulled her away without saying anything.

"You, what are you doing? Let go of me!" After being forcibly dragged and walked a few steps, Luo Yangyang remembered to struggle.

What does the canonization want!

Yoyo looked at the man who appeared suddenly, staring with two big eyes in surprise, staring at the tall canonization, his mind almost stopped working.

This man is so handsome, she has seen it in the financial news, he seems to be the president of Fengshi Group, canonized.

That's the son of Yang Yang's stepfather?

Before Youyou could react, Luo Yangyang was forced into the car while being dragged by the canonization.

As soon as she got in the car, Luo Yangyang, who was shocked and stunned, didn't dare to struggle anymore when she was seated in the canonization.

In the small space inside the car, the canonized masculine aura was so strong that she didn't even dare to speak.

When closing the door, Feng Sheng saw Luo Yangyang cautiously move to the other side, as if he didn't want to get too close to him.

Her move was a cold eye for the canonization.

She is afraid of him?

Even if Luo Yangyang lowered his eyes, he could perceive the sage's unangered and mighty Sen-cold gaze, which happened to fall on her without death, but she just pretended to look at her as if she didn't know anything. not see.

Looking at Luo Yangyang, who was very well-behaved and quiet with low eyebrows and her eyes, there was a little complexity in the unfathomable cold eyes of the canonization, and he said to the driver in a deep voice, "Go to Dynasty Hotel."

As soon as he heard the word hotel, Luo Yangyang's small body was obviously stiff.