After marrying a vegetative boss

A flash of panic flashed in Bai Yao's eyes, he didn't expect Feng Quan to be so shameless.

"Your husband is now a living dead person lying on the bed, and I am the person in charge of the Feng Group. Do you think others believe me or you?"

Now that Feng Quan has broken his face, Bai Yao simply stopped pretending to him.She began to struggle to break away from Feng Quan's grip.

But Feng Quan's power is much greater than him.No matter how hard Baiyao struggled, he was still firmly held in Feng Quan's hands.

at this time.A deep male voice, holding back his anger, sounded behind him.

"Others will naturally believe me."

Hearing this voice, Feng Quan's back felt cold, and there was a bang in his mind instantly, and every cell in his body began to tremble with fear.

Why does this voice sound like... Feng Zhuojun...

He turned his head slowly in disbelief.

The person who was still weak and lying on the hospital bed didn't know when he stood up.

Feng Zhuojun's expression was gloomy, his long and narrow eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, looking at Feng Quan's gaze was like looking at a dead person.

Feng Quan felt the coolness spreading from the soles of the feet, flowing through the limbs and bones, fear arose, and even the jaws were trembling.

The figure in front of him was getting closer and closer, Feng Zhuojun's face was cold, and he stretched out his hand to squeeze Feng Quan's shoulder hard.

The movements were light and calm, and it seemed that he didn't use much strength, but only Feng Quan knew that Feng Zhuojun's hand was like a hard pliers, and the bones seemed to be crushed by him

Chi Pain let go of the hand that was holding Bai Yao.

Feng Quan's complexion was distorted, his eyebrows furrowed, his teeth bared and his mouth opened, letting out a painful moan.

Feng Zhuojun took everything into his eyes, seeing Feng Quan's miserable appearance, he didn't feel any pity in his heart, instead he focused on Baiyao, "I'm sorry, I woke up late."

Feng Zhuojun's eyes were full of distress, and he regretted that he let Baiyao test Feng Quan's mind.How could he expose Baiyao to danger.

Gently tidying up Baiyao's clothes, Feng Zhuojun clasped his hands on Baiyao's shoulders and hugged him in his arms.

Baiyao's height just reached Feng Zhuojun's shoulder.He leaned his head on Feng Zhuojun's chest obediently, staring coldly at Feng Quan with a pair of bright eyes.

Feng Quan's mind went blank, and he couldn't even speak for a while.But in the past three years, he has been in the top position for a long time, which made him improve somewhat, and he calmed down soon.

Even if Feng Zhuojun wakes up, what's the use?

Now the entire Feng Group is his confidant, and Feng Zhuojun is already a thing of the past.The current Feng Zhuojun is a paper tiger, weaker than the ant he crushed to death.

Feng Zhuojun's hand gently patted Baiyao's back.Then he said to Feng Quan without emotion: "If the second uncle wants equity, you can come and talk to me in person. As for who is my Feng Zhuojun's wife, then there is no need for the second uncle to worry about it. I will only marry Baiyao in my life."

Seeing that Feng Zhuojun was suddenly so talkative, Feng Quan was worried about deceit, and guessed that Feng Zhuojun should have some hole cards.

He looked at Feng Zhuojun defensively: "What trick do you want to play?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Feng Zhuojun's mouth: "I don't like to play tricks like the second uncle. It's just that Feng doesn't want it anymore. Since the second uncle wants it, I don't mind pity you."

"you……"

Feng Quan pointed at Feng Zhuojun with his finger, his face was as ugly as if he had eaten poop.

Why can Feng Zhuojun humiliate him like this when he has nothing now?It was as if he had never stood up, and the face accumulated in the past few years was nothing in front of Feng Zhuojun.

Feng Zhuojun lowered his eyes and saw Baiyao's red wrist being held in a chilly manner, and even the temperature in the room seemed to drop suddenly.

He asked in a deep voice: "Which hand was Second Uncle holding Baiyao just now?"

Feng Quan stared at Feng Zhuojun, did not speak, Baiyao huddled in Feng Zhuojun's arms, and complained aggrievedly: "It seems that both of them were caught."

Feng Zhuojun patted Baiyao's back: "Got it."

Then he let go of Baiyao and walked towards Feng Quan.

Feng Quan didn't even see Feng Zhuojun's movements clearly, and Feng Zhuojun broke both hands in the blink of an eye.

But the perpetrator, Feng Zhuojun, acted as if nothing had happened, and said leisurely: "When the Chinese New Year comes, it is easy to get sick and disasters. Second uncle seems to have an unlucky life this year. He is old and his body can't stand it. Uncle, let's go to the hospital first, don't leave the root cause of the disease in the future, it will be bad."

The hall on the first floor of Feng's house was lively and lively, children dressed in cheerful new clothes chased and slapped each other, everything looked like a happy family.

Until Feng Zhuojun wore a Chinese-style embroidered Tang suit and suddenly appeared on the stairs with an indifferent expression, everyone looked like they had seen a ghost.

Feng Zhuojun took Baiyao by the hand, stood on the stairs and looked around the countryside.His appearance was the same as three years ago, he was still handsome and handsome, but he was thinner than before.

But the temperament has changed a lot.

Feng Zhuojun three years ago showed his sharpness, and anyone who took a look at him would know that this person was not to be provoked.

But three years later, Feng Zhuojun became restrained, and his usual cold ice face became calm and indifferent, but also more unfathomable.

Old Madam Feng smiled when she saw Feng Zhuojun coming out.

"While everyone is here today, I'm announcing good news. My grandson Feng Zhuojun woke up. After three years of illness, he finally recovered."

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

Feng Yue and Du Qing looked weird, and Du Qing complained: "Didn't you go in to see it just now? Not to mention that Feng Zhuojun is still in a coma, why did he suddenly wake up?"

Feng Yue's face was also very ugly: "How do I know this, when I saw him just now, he was indeed lying on the hospital bed, it seems that we were all played by the three of them."

"Then I told Baiyao just now that I wanted to buy shares..."

Feng Yue held Du Qing's hand: "It's okay, with my second brother's character, I'm afraid he will also use Baiyao's idea, even if something happens, he will be the first to do it."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Feng Quan followed behind Feng Zhuojun, with a bad expression on his face, the pain in his wrist made him break out in a cold sweat.

If one looked closely, one could see that his hands were hanging limply at his sides, as if he were dragging two artificial hands.

Someone asked, "Brother Quan's face is so ugly."

Feng Quan pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Just now I accidentally fell and hit my hand, I'll go to the hospital to have a look."

Feng Zhuojun gave way to Feng Quan, and when Feng Quan passed by, there was a glimmer of viciousness in his eyes.

Just taking off two hands is really cheap for his second uncle.

After saying hello in a circle, Feng Zhuojun took Baiyao to the bathroom.

Feng Zhuojun turned on the faucet, and rinsed the hands holding Baiyao under the water, like washing hands for kindergarten children, one by one.

Then press out a pump of mousse hand sanitizer, and apply flower-scented foam to Baiyao's hands.

Finally, he turned on the faucet again, and then smiled.

Feng Zhuojun held Baiyao's hand, put it under his nose and smelled it, but couldn't help but kissed it, and said with a smile, "This time it's clean, it smells so good."