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Chapter 18 Got Broken.

Su Qiyan didn't want to get back her mobile phone from Yingyue Villa. She was afraid that she would offend Master Feng again if she was not careful, but she had to obey the other party's orders, so she had no choice but to go. This time she also used some etiquette and bought a phone.

A basket of fine apples and a bottle of fine red wine.

The housekeeper invited her into the living room, brought her a cup of hot tea and told her that Master Feng would be back later.

She could only wait.

This time, she couldn't offend him no matter what.

Su Qiyan waited for three hours. The butler came over to refill her three cups of hot tea and thoughtfully brought her a plate of snacks.

It was almost nine o'clock, and Feng Yin finally came back.

Su Qiyan stood up and wanted to greet him, but his cell phone rang.

Su Qiyan had to stand and watch him answer the phone.

"...I just got home." Fengyin walked to the sofa and sat down. He spoke to the person on the other end in a brisk tone. He seemed to be in a good mood. "After dinner, I sent the person back. Isn't this the case for blind dates? Isn't it necessary?

Let’s have a long talk.”

Su Qiyan listened carefully, and she guessed that the blind date Feng Yin was talking about was with President Yin's daughter.

"...What happened online?" Feng Yin didn't look at Su Qiyan and continued talking on the phone as if no one else was watching, "Yes, she is Qin Liang's blind date...it's not because of her family affairs, she likes me and wants to pursue me."

When he said this, Feng Yin raised his eyes and glanced at Su Qiyan.

Su Qiyan naturally understood that he was talking about her.

But why did Fengyin say that?

Su Qiyan didn't have time to think about it because Feng Yin was still continuing.

"...There are countless women who like me, and you care about every one of them. Are you tired, Ms. Qiu?"

Ms. Qiu? Fengyin’s mother, Ms. Qiu Sang, the business devil.

Su Qiyan's heart trembled. This Qiu Sang was not someone to be trifled with. She flipped the palm of her hand and her mother Wen Jiali's business grew faster than her father's.

So she's asking about last night?

Su Qiyan felt that the strategy she came up with was not a good one. The funny thing was that her mother actually agreed to it. This was a taboo for wealthy families.

etc!

Su Qiyan's mind turned and she realized a new question. Why did Feng Yin use this reason to clarify with her mother? How did he know about her plan before it started?

Su Qiyan thought of her mobile phone.

She looked at him nervously.

Feng Yin ended the call, put his phone on the coffee table, and then took out Su Qiyan's phone from his pocket.

Passing it over, Su Qiyan wanted to take it, but he took it back.

"Want to chase me?"

"No, Second Master, I..."

Fengyin still gave her his cell phone. He took out a cigarette, lit it, threw the cigarette case on the coffee table, crossed his legs, and smoked leisurely.

Su Qiyan's mouth was dry and she drank three cups of tea in vain.

She unlocked the screen of her phone, and on the page were messages sent by her mother, Wen Jiali, including five cases of tips on how to chase men.

Su Qiyan broke out in a cold sweat.

"I……"

"Did Zhou Zheren's words reach him?"

"What?"

"I prefer the second set."

Second set?

Su Qiyan clicked on the second tip case, titled [Making physical contact from time to time to increase heartbeat]

What's the meaning?

"Let's go back."

He drove her away again.

Su Qiyan looked at him dumbly.

Feng Yin stood up, went over to hold her waist, and drew a circle on her waist with his fingers along the seam of her trousers, "It's boring to talk too plainly, can you use your brain?"
Chapter completed!
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