Fengshui masters are Internet celebrities

Chang Weiyu wore sunglasses and a mask, and changed cars three times in a row before turning to his destination. He thought he was cautious, but he didn't know that he was already being watched. He stood at the door of Feng Zhengyang's house, pressing The doorbell rang.

Feng Zhengyang is in a bad mood these days, even the nanny at home is cautious, seeing Chang Weiyu through the door, hesitating whether to inform Feng Zhengyang of someone's visit.

Chang Weiyu said: "I'm Boss Feng's friend, and I'm here to see him. Open the door for me, and I'll go up to find him myself."

He quietly stuffed two bills into the nanny's hand, and said a lot of good things, and it was finally put in.

Feng Zhengyang was sitting on the sofa in the hall in his pajamas, and when he heard Chang Weiyu's voice coming in, he looked up. Chang Weiyu found that his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, so he stopped in place in fright and did not dare to move forward. .

Feng Zhengyang has always paid attention to his external image, and even when he was at home, he rarely let himself be so decadent. Chang Weiyu saw him like this, and for a moment he really felt that he had discovered something legendary in this world. Undying love.

But at the next moment, he glanced at the coffee table in front of Feng Zhengyang, and found that there was a latest financial magazine thrown on it—Feng Zhengyang had always shown himself as a good husband, and after Wen Qianqian died these days, his decadent appearance won him a lot of attention. The unintended effect of the sympathy of the general public is that the company's stock price has risen a lot.

At this time, Feng Zhengyang looked haggard and unkempt. Maybe he was really sad because of Wen Qianqian's death, but he was still interested in paying attention to financial news, which proved that his sadness was not as sad as he imagined. It will fade away as time goes by.

Chang Weiyu had the bottom line in his heart, secretly sneered, walked over quickly and called "Mr. Feng".

Feng Zhengyang said coldly: "Who let you in?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the nanny who came in behind Chang Weiyu. He wanted to reprimand her, but he remembered that Wen Qianqian had hired this nanny before his death. He felt sore and said, "Okay, you can go shopping first."

After the nanny left, Chang Weiyu approached tentatively, kneaded Feng Zhengyang's shoulders, and said flatteringly, "Sister Qian just passed away, I'm worried about you, come and have a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt severe pain on his face, and was knocked down by Feng Zhengyang's sudden slap across the face. Chang Weiyu exclaimed, half of his ears buzzed, and he was almost deaf.

Feng Zhengyang scolded: "What the hell are you, worthy of worrying about me? Let me ask you, does Qianqian's death have anything to do with you? Why do you refuse to save her? You bastard!"

Chang Weiyu didn't care about the pain in his face, he quickly got up from the ground, and hurriedly argued: "Mr. Feng, you have wronged me, I didn't! I don't know what happened to Sister Qian at all. If I knew, I must save her no matter what! Even if I don't care about her life, no matter how you think about it, it will be a good opportunity to please you!"

This is a big truth, Feng Zhengyang was silent for a while, Chang Weiyu saw his expression loosened, and quickly said persistently: "Besides, Mr. Feng, you have been suspected by the police before, you should understand the feeling of being wronged, I There is no conflict of interest with Sister Qian, so I can't think that if I kill her, I will have a chance to live with you, right? I live a good life, what good does it do me to kill her?"

He could indeed say that what he said was well-founded, and it was the same when people thought about it carefully. Feng Zhengyang looked at Chang Weiyu for a while, then suddenly reached out, pinched his chin, and looked up and down with scrutiny.

His eyes were cold and cruel, with an indescribable weirdness. Chang Weiyu cursed inwardly, but still had to maintain a smile on his face. What I'm worried about is that Sister Qian is gone, and Mr. Feng is too sad, so I came here to comfort you..."

Feng Zhengyang's gloomy expression loosened a bit, and suddenly he pushed Chang Weiyu down on the sofa with his hands.

Chang Weiyu knew that he would do such a thing, and he must have stopped thinking about the mistakes he made before, so he was relieved, but then Feng Zhengyang leaned over and kissed him, everything he was familiar with but resisted was very clear. Soon to start again.

Chang Weiyu still remembered the torment when he had a relationship with Feng Zhengyang last time. For the first time, she didn't know that the person in front of her was a serious sexual abuser, but this time she was fully prepared. If he hadn't been desperate, he would never have taken the initiative to come to Feng Zhengyang.

In fact, when Feng Zhengyang just married Wen Qianqian, he didn't have this problem, and he didn't know why, but more than a year ago, he suddenly fell in love with this feeling of bloody violence. Since then, Feng Zhengyang has rarely touched Wen Qianqian, and instead The best thing is to find some other people outside to vent - sometimes Wen Qianqian knows about it, but she can't do anything about it.

At first, Chang Weiyu could barely cooperate by acting excited, until Feng Zhengyang whipped his buttocks hard with something, and finally Chang Weiyu couldn't help letting out a scream.

Feng Zhengyang grabbed his hair and lifted Chang Weiyu's head. He was in a state of agitation at the moment, and the elegant appearance of a beast in the clothes he had pretended to be before was swept away. He stared at Chang Weiyu with red eyes, and said with a grin: "What are you calling?"

"I……"

Feng Zhengyang's appearance at this moment was scarier than a ghost. Chang Weiyu shuddered, but he didn't dare to show his emotions, so he forced a smile and said, "I can't wait."

Feng Zhengyang was really pleased, and slapped him hard on the wound. Chang Weiyu gritted his teeth and showed a flattering smile.

Seeing that Feng Zhengyang seemed to be in a better mood, he took the opportunity to test and said, "Mr. Feng, my recent scripts and commercials are all dirty..."

Feng Zhengyang slowly entered him panting heavily, and said with a cold snort, "I knew you would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so if you have anything to say, just say it."

Chang Weiyu was overjoyed, endured the strange feeling coming from behind, and quickly seized the opportunity to talk about a few characters he liked in the script. After he finished speaking, he weighed it in his heart for a while, but he still couldn't hold back, and said out of breath: "This time... causing such a big... trouble, it was all caused by that Luo and Luo Yingbai, if... it wasn't him... ah!"

He suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream. If it wasn't for the special sound-proof material used in the house, outsiders would definitely think that a murder happened in this house.

Feng Zhengyang looked down at Chang Weiyu, whose face was distorted by pain, and sneered, "It's really embarrassing to you, but you still want to plot against me? What are you trying to do by asking Luo Yingbai in front of me? You're jealous of him , just want to use me as a gunman, let me help you deal with him, right?"

His face was like a devil, which terrified Chang Weiyu. He said that just now because he knew that Feng Zhengyang had an affair with Luo Yingbai before, and thought he could take the opportunity to provoke him. He never thought that Feng Zhengyang would not Fight against yourself.

Chang Weiyu, who has always been good at suing scheming people, hit a snag. Thinking of the consequences of angering the other party, he suddenly felt shuddering, and quickly said: "No...not..."

Feng Zhengyang raised his hand and slapped him, and said sarcastically, "How dare you say his name? What is his identity, and what are you? Even I dare not confront him head-on. The idiot better find his own position, don't make me unlucky with you!"

Chang Weiyu shivered, nodded quickly, and got a red slap on his face. Feng Zhengyang was a little disappointed at first, but he became excited when he saw him like this. He continued what he didn't finish just now, and taught him a lesson. :

"If it weren't for your usefulness in this regard, I would have stripped you naked and thrown you into the street. Are you brave? When Luo Yingbai's identity was not exposed, I was fooled into eating on it I suffered a loss once, and now you dare to give me this set!"

Chang Weiyu didn't dare to speak any more, just gritted his teeth and endured his abuse, and he was even more worried about whether his words just now would confuse the cooked duck again.

In the pain, he didn't know if he was hallucinating. He seemed to be able to vaguely hear a singing voice coming from nowhere. He couldn't name it, but it was slightly familiar.

His mind was in a daze, trying to concentrate on listening to the tune of the music, but the pain in his body kept stirring Chang Weiyu's nerves, so that he couldn't think of it for a long time.

At this moment, Feng Zhengyang, who was in a state of excitement, suddenly felt that his lower body seemed to be pierced by something very sharp. The thing looked like a needle, but the needle should not be so long.

At this moment, in this part, this stab was too poisonous, Feng Zhengyang let out a scream, jumped up almost screaming, kicked Chang Weiyu flying, and squatted down covering his lower body.

He likes to torture but not to be abused, his face turned pale from the pain, Chang Weiyu didn't know what was going on, got up from the ground, quickly picked up a piece of clothing to put on, he didn't dare to ask but had to ask, He said in panic, "Mr. Feng, you are..."

Feng Zhengyang finally recovered a bit, and cursed, "What's dirty on you? You're stabbing me to death!"

Chang Weiyu didn't even wear any clothes just now, so how could there be anything that could catch Feng Zhengyang?

The pain came and went quickly, and Feng Zhengyang recovered quickly. He checked the painful place carefully and found that there were no foreign objects or scars.

Could it be... a mistake?Or a sudden cramp or something...

Feng Zhengyang felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, but he didn't want to think about it, and dragged Chang Weiyu under him again, but at this moment, the door of his house was suddenly knocked heavily.