"I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood. After all, he is my father, and I still need to take care of his death, so there is a time conflict."
"Really? My condolences!"
Xia Yucheng frowned, raised her eyes and met Feng Hao's cold eyes, but she still said to the phone: "Thank you!"
"You asked me to let Li Wanqing go. Now that she has returned to the entertainment industry, she is like a fish in water. But there are many rumors from the outside world. At the annual meeting...don't you think you should show up and say something? Actually, I have a
Good suggestion..."
"Feng Hao doesn't want to explain anything to anyone! My father just died and I appeared on that occasion. It's not a good thing for you or me. Sorry, I'm very tired and died!" After that,
Xia Yucheng quickly hung up the phone.
She could basically guess what good suggestion it was.
And she can think of it, and Feng Hao can definitely do it too.
"He...actually is not like you at all. He doesn't have your calmness and momentum...he...he did some things that hurt your face." Seeing that Fenghao kept a sullen face, she racked her brains to think of a more suitable one.
words.
Feng Hao took the phone from her hand without saying a word and put it on the bedside table.
Xia Yucheng leaned forward slightly and hugged him, with most of her body hanging on his body: "Are you angry?"
He didn't answer. He wrapped his arms around her body and pressed his tense chin against her forehead: "Hurry, it will be solved soon."
"Hao, will you..." Xia Yucheng asked casually, but did not complete the question.
Where did this fake man come from? Is he related to the Feng family? What will be his ending? A series of questions swirled in Xia Yucheng's mind.
"I think I will kill him, what? You can't bear it?" Feng Hao asked lightly, with an indifferent expression.
"What are you talking about?" Xia Yucheng felt Feng Hao's suppressed anger and murderous intent, and her heart choked up, feeling a little uncomfortable. She raised her head to look at him eagerly, and then propped herself up with her arms, "We all
How can you still ask me with such words? What can't I bear to do? Who else in this world is more important to me than you? If you have any doubts, then I will kill him with my own hands.
kill him."
She felt aggrieved, bit her lower lip after speaking, turned her back and ignored him.
Feng Hao leaned on the soft pillow, turned his head and looked at her slender back, his cold eyes became much warmer.
That man was almost exactly the same as him in appearance, appearance, and voice. Being replaced by such a similar man, no one could remain calm, especially a proud man like him.
And in the days when he didn't come back, this man was using his identity to make deals and deal with Xia Yucheng. He was very afraid that her woman would have any illusions at that moment.
Thinking of this, as proud as he is, he will definitely want to kill that man with his own hands even more.
Therefore, he didn't want to hear Xia Yucheng ask that question, and he didn't want Xia Yucheng to feel sympathy. Such a person did not deserve sympathy.
"Chengcheng," he reached out and touched her smooth arm, pulled her back and held her tightly in his arms, "I..."
He opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He just put his face close to hers, then pushed her sharply and kissed her lips eagerly.
She struggled desperately because the kiss was so intense that she couldn't breathe.