The two cars were far apart, so logically speaking, they shouldn't be seen.
"That's Fu Yanye, and he's in Shengyuan, how could he hide it?"
"That's okay."
"He shouldn't be hiding his wife, right?"
"..."
Jian Qian stopped stirring the stir-fried vegetables, and then quickly started stir-frying again when she saw smoke coming out.
Feng Ying was still leaning there. He was not good at cooking and did not like cooking, but for the first time he enjoyed a woman preparing dinner for him.
Simple stir-fries, soup, and two bowls of rice.
It's too simple, but it has a different feeling.
That feeling, is it home?
He hadn't felt this way for a long time after his mother passed away.
"I have to go back to Fengcheng in two days."
He suddenly spoke.
Jian Qian hadn't even stuffed a mouthful of rice into her mouth. When she heard his words, she raised her eyes and looked at him, waiting for the next sentence.
"Now everything has been pushed to the forefront, and it's time for me to seize power."
He said.
"Why seize power?"
Maybe it was the inexplicable worries in her heart these past two days that made her ask too many questions.
Feng Ying was not angry. On the contrary, he was very patient. "Since the old man asked me to go back to the Feng family, he just gave me a chance. Giving me a chance is not just for me to occupy a position."
"So, it was actually your father who gave the order?"
"You can also say that."
Feng Ying thought for a while and responded patiently.
Jian Qian felt that his father was really cunning and cunning, allowing so many children to compete for the position of chief of the Feng Group. In this competition, these children were willing to kill themselves.
"Have you never thought about living a simpler life? For example, like me, I just go to work."
Jian Qian asked him.
"It's not that I haven't thought about it, but as a member of the Feng family, even if I want to live a simple life, I have to go through this test."
Feng Ying explained to her.
Jian Qian has been bleaching her hair since she was a child, so she understood what he said right away.
However, I still feel that living on the edge of a knife is too dangerous.
She still remembered that night, it was so dangerous.
"Just now, was that an invitation?"
"What?"
"If so, I plan to say yes."
"..."
Jian Qian lowered her head and stuffed rice into her mouth, carefully recalling what she just said and the promise he made.
In fact, she just wanted this person to be safe and sound.
She smiled, shook her head, and then said, "Let's eat."
Feng Ying picked up the chopsticks, but suddenly he had a lot of thoughts about these simple meals.
She is not that kind of rough girl, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she is as considerate as her hair.
Although she didn't remember the brief time they met and got together, she was still extremely sensitive.
Feng Ying didn't want her to be known by the Feng family, and naturally she didn't want her to know all about the bloody and dark things about the Feng family.
It's fine for her to simply live the life she wants.
Feng Ying poured her a glass of wine, held his own glass and called her, "Qianqian."
"Um?"
Jian Qian looked up curiously and saw him raising his glass, so he raised his glass too.
The two of them touched each other briefly and then sipped lightly.
Soon, Jian Qian's cell phone rang, and she picked it up and took a look.
Sister: "Really at Feng Ying?"
Jian Qian: "Yeah."
Zhuo Jian had already gone to bed and felt a headache when she saw the word "um".
what to do?
Boss Fu really won the bet.
Zhuo Jian thought for a moment and said, "Send it again."
Jian Qian: "What?"
"Say you are at your own home and attach a picture of your home."
"..."
After Fu Yanye took a shower, he walked over wearing the same pajamas as hers. Seeing her sneaking around, he smiled, knelt on one knee on the bed, and pulled the quilt apart vigorously, "Why don't you get down quickly?"