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Chapter 231(1/2)

"Xiaowei, how are you?"

Xu Defa hurried forward, his eyes filled with distress.

Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes. This was the care a father had for his son. It seemed that the hat on his adoptive father's head was now green.

Wang Yongcheng smiled coldly: "Mr. Xu, take care of the dogs around you. If you bark again next time, it will only be worse than this."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for reminding me. I'll remember it."

After traveling around the world for many years, how could he not understand?

The three of them are obviously wearing the same pants as this brat, so he can only swallow his anger for the time being.

Han Zhengwei was carried out and sent to the hospital. After the interlude, the banquet hall continued to sing and dance.

Fourth- and fifth-tier stars took turns performing on the stage, and the atmosphere reached a climax. Many people even danced ballroom dances on the dance floor.

Xiao Feng sat on the sofa and watched as Cheng Caiying walked around various bosses, and her dancing partners changed one after another.

He shook his head and smiled, this is a strong woman, socializing is inevitable.

"Can you still sit still while watching your girlfriend being hugged and dancing?"

Han Qianhui suddenly came over and sat next to him without any explanation.

"She is not my girlfriend, just a good friend."

"Tch! Can't you admit it more openly?"

Xiao Feng turned to look at her and asked with a smile: "Are you jealous?"

"Who would be jealous of you?"

Han Qianhui blushed: "Don't be sentimental. I just want to remind you that if Xiaowei was injured because of you, my mother will never be done with you."

"Whatever she wants, at worst I'll go back to the hospital."

Xiao Feng had long wanted to move out, so he just took this opportunity.

Qiao Ziming came to ask Han Qianhui to dance, and she deliberately agreed in front of Xiao Feng.

Seeing the two dancing with their arms around their waists, he frowned even more.

"Xiao Feng, let's go dancing too."

Cheng Caiying happened to come back and pulled him onto the dance floor.

The two men and women had their own concerns and provoked each other with their eyes.

At half past eight in the evening, the banquet ended on time.

Xiao Feng said hello to Song Fusheng and prepared to leave.

"Xiao Feng, come with me tonight."

Without any explanation, Han Qianhui dragged him away.

"stop!"

Cheng Caiying stretched out her hand to stop her: "Mr. Han, Xiao Feng came with me, why do you drag him away? Let go."

"Sorry, he is my brother."

"We are a family, so of course we want to go home together."

Han Qianhui was not to be outdone. Seeing the closeness between the two, she couldn't help it anymore.

"Humph, is he still my husband?"

Cheng Caiying rolled her eyes at her: "Our relationship is much closer than yours."

"Hey, have you two received your certificates?"

Han Qianhui groaned: "You call someone husband when you are not married. You are really shameless."

"I'm happy, I'm happy, do you care?"

The two beauties did not care about their appearance and started arguing outside the villa.

Xiao Feng looked around, was he jealous of himself? I was so popular.

"Okay, okay, can you just say a few words?"

"you shut up!"

"Shut up!"

The two beauties said in unison, and they immediately beat Xiao Feng to death. With so many people watching, no one would be able to lose face if they lost their status.

"Xiao Feng, are you going home with me or going with her?"

Han Qianhui asked.

"Husband, you won't abandon me, will you?"

Cheng Caiying held his arm with affection.

Everyone around was dumbfounded. What kind of bad luck did this boy have to be so favored by these two beautiful beauties? Damn that pretty boy.

Qiao Ziming was the most miserable, standing in the back with an embarrassed look on his face, he had become a walk-on.

"Let's go to the head office together, right?"

Xiao Feng held one hand and pulled the other into the car.

"Hey, Qianhui, where am I?"

Qiao Ziming shouted from behind.

Xiao Feng gave him the middle finger, turned around, got in the car and left.

On the way, none of the three people spoke, and the atmosphere in the car was somewhat depressing.

Xiao Feng glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that neither of the two beauties paid any attention to the other.

Cheng Caiying is smiling, while Han Qianhui is gloomy, forming a sharp contrast.

"Are you... okay?"

"Shut up and drive your car."

Han Qianhui scolded him.

"Why are you so angry?"

Cheng Caiying mocked: "A woman must be as gentle as water to capture a man's heart."

"Mr. Han has such a bad temper, I don't know which man will suffer in the future."

"You don't need to worry, just take care of yourself."

Han Qianhui was so angry that if these two sentences were not right, they would start a quarrel again.

"Yes, I have a boyfriend anyway, haha..."

Cheng Caiying deliberately made her angry.

Before, the two of them could still give each other some face, but now they don't give any face to each other, and neither of them likes each other.

Xiao Feng quickly changed the topic and rambled on, finally getting over it.

He first sent Cheng Caiying home. When he got downstairs, the goblin hugged him deliberately and left a sweet kiss on his face.

"Husband, see you later."

Xiao Feng waited until the lights upstairs turned on before driving back.

"Comfortable?"

Han Qianhui asked him.

"what?"

"Cheng Caiying's gentle hometown?"

She sneered: "You are really good. I stayed at her house for a week, but I still think about you every day."

"Do you believe me when I say I can't live?"

Xiao Feng frowned: "I went to do some business. I almost died outside. I'm lucky to be back."

"Who knows whether what you said is true or false."

Han Qianhui pursed her lips.

"Yes, what I said is all false, but what Qiao Ziming said is true."

"As long as he can bring customers to your company, I, Xiao Feng, am nothing, okay? Are you satisfied?"

The evil fire in Xiao Feng's heart suddenly surged up, and his voice rose several times.

"Xiao Feng, what's your attitude?"

"What do you think of my attitude?"
To be continued...
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