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    Lee¡¯s company has always been a place of right and wrong.

    At the beginning, they discussed with each other that Mr. Feng was worried about his beautiful wife and simply brought her to the company to take charge.  Later, these words were gradually no longer mentioned, and the most talked about was that Miss Li was back again.

    The newspaper naturally did not miss this opportunity for gossip. However, compared to the rumors, the economic column commented harshly that "Feng Jian's entry into the Li family has not achieved any results, but has harmed his wife" and predicted that Feng Jian "will be kicked out by the board of directors again."  .

    Such disturbance and busy, the same company, square inch, did not see a few times all day.

    ¡°Thanks to each other¡¯s personalities, we are quite adaptable.  But in this case, the two went to Feng Jian's apartment together.

    The elevator in the underground garage leads directly to the room.

    Wan Yun¡¯s voice felt a little hoarse at the end of the day.  Feng Jian opened the door and walked in first before Wan Yun.

    His old apartment was actually very clean and things were arranged in an orderly manner, but it still looked messy at first glance.  What Feng Jian means is that he treats this place as a private warehouse outside the mountainside villa, and the warehouse only needs to be tidy, not spotless, right?

    Fortunately, Wanyun is not picky.  She just walked to the kitchen first, opened the refrigerator and poured some water to drink.  Then he opened the window to ventilate the living room, doing it naturally, turning a blind eye to the chairs, sofa, bed and tabletop spread out.

    There was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom. Feng Jian was rummaging through the cabinets in the bedroom to find a new toothbrush, towel, pajamas and slippers for Wan Yun.  now.  He changed the sheets with new sheets in a shaky manner - and even found a damp rag to wipe the bedside table next to him.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know why, Feng Jian is a little nervous, probably because she has never had any experience in entertaining guests.

    By the time Wanyun came out of the bath, the house had been wiped clean.  There is a cup of hot milk on the table, and someone is standing on the balcony, looking out the window at the glorious night.

    Feng Jian is not a very interesting person.

    The villa in the middle of the mountain is close to the mountains and the sea. It is a beautiful scenery for hundreds of days and nights. However, he does not appreciate it as much as the number of times his family hires Filipino maids.

    Hearing the noise coming from behind, Feng Jian looked back at Wanyun's smooth shoulders, frowned and said, "Aren't you cold when you come out like this?" But he had no intention of driving her back.

    Wan Yun walked up to him holding the steaming milk, but she made sure for once: "It's not expired, right? You don't seem to have lived here for a long time?"

    The other party had a long face: "Miss Li, I just asked the 24-hour convenience store downstairs to deliver this." Thinking of something, he frowned and said, "But I didn't buy it specially for you. I want to drink it myself - you  What are you laughing at?"

    He spoke quite plausibly about this apartment.

    "There is a gym in the community, you can just tell me your name. I have a housekeeper who comes once every three days. If you need anything, put a note on the refrigerator door. The clothes to be ironed are placed on the back of the sofa.  If it¡¯s too late or you can¡¯t do it, I¡¯ll help you¡ª¡±

    Wan Yun looked at him, slightly uncomfortable.

    In the Mid-Levels Villa, Feng Jian rarely instructs anyone except herself.  Instead, Wan Yun would occasionally follow him to pack his things.  But when she came here, Feng Jian actually started taking care of people, which was strange.

    Feng Jian saw that Wanyun seemed to be listening but not listening, so he stopped talking.

    He asked: "What's going on at home"

    "Second uncle will still have some troubles, but it should be possible to reconcile in court." After a pause, Wan Yun also said softly, "Feng Jian, you saw what happened today"

    "You mean those magazines? Humph, they're just talk on paper," Feng Jian said scornfully, "You continue to do your thing and let them continue to talk."

    Wan Yun half-joked: "I shouldn't embarrass President Feng."

    Feng Jian didn¡¯t care: ¡°So what if I¡¯m embarrassed?¡±

    Wan Yun was silent, and then said after a moment: "Mom said something about the child before"

    Feng Jian then looked at her deeply.  After a while, he probed: "What do you think?"

    Wan Yun suddenly didn¡¯t know how to answer, and she slowly shook her head.

    Feng Jian said with an expressionless face: "It doesn't matter if it does or not, we are still young."

    There was no more words for a while, and both of them looked at the night scene in silence.  The apartment is located in the city center, and there is still noisy noise late at night. The starry sky is lonely and very quiet.

    "I like this apartment." Wan Yun said softly.

    Walking into the bedroom, Wanyun was a little nervous this time.

    The unfamiliar bed and unfamiliar room are not all the same hotels, and even the familiar men next to them are a bit unfamiliar.

    Feng Jian asked doubtfully: "Why are you grabbing the sleeves of my pajamas?"He said, "You always like to grab things when you sleep - look at the cuffs of my pajamas, they are getting looser and looser."

    "Why do you think the neckline of my pajamas is getting lower and lower?"

    Feng Jian looked at her for a while and smiled, then reached into her pajamas.  Wan Yun covered her chest and frowned at him.  It was rare for Feng Jian to see Wanyun like this, so he threatened with a serious face: "There are no servants outside this room, and no one will care about you even if you scream at her throat."

    Wanyun also burst into laughter, relaxed her body and hugged Feng Jian's shoulders.

    However, after everything was over, there was indeed a small shock in the room.

    Feng Jian said: "there are three women sitting on the sofa."

    Wan Yun was originally feeling sleepy, but after hearing this, she opened her eyes.

    In the darkness, the sofa opposite was empty.

    Wan Yun slowly retracted into Feng Jian¡¯s arms and grasped his sleeves: "you, how did you see it?"

    Feng Jian asked in confusion: "What did you see? I mean, the bag you put on the sofa is almost the same as three women. Don't listen to her, thousands of dollars an hour, the value is equal."

    "You are quite impressed by that lady."

    ¡°¡­So, we can only cut the body into pieces.¡±

    "Um?"

    Feng Jian thought for a while and said, "No wonder I have to pay in advance. If I were to pay the money afterwards, I would really have to cut her into pieces."

    Wan Yun yawned and wanted to withdraw from his arms: "It seems that we all have the same attitude towards you looking for a call girl."

    Feng Jian couldn't help but hug her, feeling a little cold behind her.

    To a certain extent, Wanyun is more expensive than a call girl, no, it is simply much more expensive.

    Not to mention, Feng Jian almost forgot that his wife had a hobby of reading all kinds of weird detective novels.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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