Hearing the cries outside, Xu Lingshuang trembled.
She ran out quickly.
But except for Wen Nana, Sang's mother and seven gangsters, there was no one else in the house.
"Ye Feng...you just left like this?"
Xu Lingshuang wanted to chase him out, but he looked at the gangster who seemed to be frozen in the living room, as well as Wen Nana and Sang's mother on the ground.
She still flinched and closed the door again.
As early as yesterday, Xu Lingshuang heard that Ye Feng had replaced the Su family and became the new lord of Su City.
Xu Lingshuang couldn't help but feel excited when he thought that Ye Feng had become the most powerful person in Su City.
She left school early yesterday and made a special trip to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and prepare to cook for Ye Feng in the evening, so as to bring the two of them closer together.
That’s right!
She really looked down on Ye Feng at first.
Who told him to be just a small security guard?
But later Ye Feng rescued her, and she slowly changed her mind about him, and now she learned that Ye Feng had become the most powerful person in Su City.
Xu Lingshuang took it for granted that his good days were coming.
But who knew that Ye Feng didn't come back at all last night!
She looked up at herself in the mirror and murmured.
"Ye Feng, you saved me three times, you must like me, right?"
right.
That’s right!
Ye Feng must have liked her, but he had to move away just because he was engaged to Miss Han from Jiangnan.
Thinking of this, Xu Ling's eyes were filled with a smile.
She knew that she was right when she hooked Sang Jun and didn't hand over her body easily!
No!
Lord of Sioux City!
But he is much more powerful than a small Sang Jiakuo Shao!
Okay, of course I’ll save it for last.
Xu Lingshuang glanced at the phone and muttered softly.
"Then I'll wait until this period of time has passed before I ask you out again..."
Ye Feng returned to Tianshui Manor.
As soon as he returned, he saw two figures in the kitchen.
One of the pretty figures from behind is Han Xueyi, and the other middle-aged woman, could it be Wang Ma?
Ye Feng stood there thinking, and Han Xueyi turned around at this moment.
"You're back!"
The moment she saw Ye Feng, Han Xueyi's eyes lit up quickly!
She ran over nimbly and looked up at Ye Feng, with the stars in her eyes shining brightly.
"Are you hungry? We need to eat in a while! Guess what I made for you?"
Ye Feng did not answer in a hurry, but looked up.
Only then did he realize that, in the short time he had left, the entire villa had been completely renovated, but a lot of things had been added.
They are all tiny and full of fireworks.
"I'm going to Jiangnan soon, why are you even bothering?"
Ye Feng asked.
He didn't know what answer he wanted to hear.
I just suddenly wanted to ask, so I asked.
Han Xueyi couldn't help but smile proudly when she saw that Ye Feng discovered her little thoughts so quickly.
"How about it? Isn't this young lady's aesthetic sense good?"
"After all, it's a place to live. How can we be so cold all the time?"
"By the way, don't you like these things?"
Han Xueyi said, a hint of worry suddenly flashed through her eyes that were filled with stars just now.
Ye Feng smiled: "No, I like it very much."
"That's good! Come and see, I learned how to make chicken soup from Mother Wang today! You will have to drink two more bowls later!"
Ye Feng listened to Han Xueyi's voice and suddenly reached out to hold Han Xueyi's hand.
Han Xueyi's voice paused, but the corners of her mouth turned up uncontrollably.
"What do you want to eat tomorrow? If I am in a good mood, you will be in luck."
"No."
After Ye Feng finished speaking, Han Xueyi bit her lip as if frustrated.
Is it because her skills are so bad that Ye Feng doesn't like her?
Just when she was thinking wildly, Ye Feng explained.
"Your hands are beautiful, I don't want you to get hurt."
Han Xueyi looked at Ye Feng blankly.
strangeness!
Too strange!
She is the most beloved eldest lady of the dignified Jiangnan Han family, and others always try their best to follow her wishes.
But ever since she met Ye Feng, her mood always seemed to change because of Ye Feng's words!
Just like just now, she was obviously so depressed.
Just because Ye Feng said he didn't want her to get hurt, the depression in her heart suddenly disappeared!
"What's wrong?"
Ye Feng stood in the open kitchen and found that Han Xueyi was still standing there and not following her, so he couldn't help but ask.
"No, try it quickly, how does it taste?"
Han Xueyi walked up with light steps.
at the same time.
Jiangnan Sufu, Flower Hall.
There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and soon a servant appeared at the door.
He shouted respectfully: "Second Master, the young master from Su City wants to see you."
If Ye Feng were present, he would be able to recognize him at a glance.
This man called the Second Master was none other than Su Xiangwen of the Jiangnan Su family who appeared at Su Biwu’s birthday party!
Su Xiangwen was sipping tea, and when he heard this, he drooped his eyes without even raising his eyebrows.
He gently stirred the water with the tea lid and took a slow sip of tea.
After a while, he slowly spoke and said.
"You're just a lost dog, but he deserves to see me? He actually thinks highly of me."
Su Xiangwen originally valued Su Fan somewhat.
He originally thought that Su Fan would be the grandson-in-law of the Han family.
It's a pity that he overestimated Su Fan.
What qualifications does a guy who can't even compare to a stinky security guard have the surname Su?
What annoyed him the most was that when he first thought that Han Tai would choose Su Fan as his grandson-in-law, he even considered getting Su Fan to be his direct descendant.
Fortunately, he did not announce this decision in advance.
Otherwise, you will be slapping yourself in the face!
Putting down the tea cup, Su Xiangwen said slowly and calmly.
"Where's Su Biwu, are you awake?"
The servant held his breath and concentrated, and replied respectfully.
"In reply to the second master, Beiyang Miracle Doctor has just visited me, and the situation is still unclear at the moment."
"Go, if Su Biwu wakes up, have someone carry him over immediately."
As soon as Su Xiangwen finished speaking, he heard footsteps.
"Second Master, Mr. Su is awake!"
ten minutes later.
Su Biwu was carried into the hall.
The servants directly placed Su Biwu and the stretcher in the hall, ignored him and retired respectfully.
Su Biwu could only help himself to sit up in embarrassment.
Su Biwu's eyes fell on the two servants behind Su Xiangwen, his old face was burning | it hurt!
I think he was once the Supreme Emperor of Suzhou City after all!
When have you ever been in this embarrassing situation?
The person was in the hall, but there wasn’t even a seat! He had to sit on a stretcher!
He was angry in his heart, but Su Biwu knew the importance of it.
He knew that this was Su Xiangwen's deliberate punishment for him.
Punish him for failing to stop Ye Feng!
"woke up?"
Although Su Xiangwen's eyes did not fall on Su Biwu, he was still a powerful person in the early stage of Qi refining period, so he could naturally feel Su Biwu's expression.
Su Biwu lowered his head and said respectfully: "Back to the Second Master, I'm...awake."
This is the difference between the main family and the side branches!
Su Biwu secretly resented him!
Obviously he and Su Xiangwen are almost the same in terms of seniority, but just because one is a direct descendant and the other is a concubine!
This is the difference between heaven and earth!
In front of his master's family, he can't even call me "I", he can only call himself me!
The next second.
The last smile on Su Xiangwen's face disappeared instantly and he raised his hand suddenly.
A strong wind came.
Su Biwu subconsciously looked up.
He clearly saw the teacup flying towards him, but he couldn't hide! He couldn't hide either!
boom!!
Just a second later, the tea lid slammed into Su Biwu's forehead, causing a gash in his forehead.
Then a pool of hot tea was poured on his wound.
Su Biwu gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.
The fine blue and white porcelain shattered in response.