President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

laugh!
After Feng Yin finished speaking, Li Qian couldn't help but sneered.

It's quite interesting to listen to the wind singing sour Miao Wanwan!This is the plastic sisterhood that is said on the Internet!
"Our Miao family still has Song..."

"Song what?" Feng Yin followed Miao Wanwan's words unhurriedly.

"It's nothing." Miao Wanwan immediately shut up, almost revealing the secret of the cooperation between the Miao family and the Song family.

"Eat more if you don't have anything, don't be polite." Seeing Miao Wanwan's flushed face, Feng Yin was delighted.

In fact, Miao Wanwan in her previous life didn't have much skill, and it was Song Ziheng who was behind the scenes!Miao Wanwan is easy to be impetuous, so Fengyin deliberately angered her, just to make Miao Wanwan only care about being angry and not caring about other things.

Seeing Miao Wanwan eat the balls mixed with shrimp paste, Feng Yin's lips curved slightly.

Miao Wanwan is allergic to shrimp, and she will have an attack five to 10 minutes after eating it.

Five minutes later, Feng Yin put down his chopsticks and got up.

"I'm still not feeling well. I'll go back first. I won't see you off. You can go by yourself."

After the words fell, Feng Yin got up and left.

Miao Wanwan held her chopsticks and looked at her back in bewilderment.

Feng Yin left... just left here?

The next moment, there was a tingling sensation on the cheek, followed by an unbearable itching on the neck.

Miao Wanwan immediately took out the makeup mirror in her bag and took a look, "Ah!!"

Feng Yin has turned to the back of the hall, and Miao Wanwan's cry like killing a pig can still be heard.

Feng Yin hooked his lips, lowered his head and walked back.

Just as he was about to sit down in the yard, Mr. Xiao walked in quickly.

"Feng Yin, your friend Miao Wanwan seems to be allergic, do you want to go and have a look?"

"I let her go when I left. What does it matter to me that she is allergic? When did the Leng family become a charity organization!"

Mr. Xiao: "..."

"Mr. Xiao, ordinary food allergies can't kill people, can they?"

Feng Yin asked Xiao Zhaohuan back.

Mr. Xiao froze for a moment, and replied uncertainly, "Probably not."

"Well, half-dead is the most tormenting. Please ask your subordinates to let Miao Wanwan leave as quickly as possible, thank you."

When Feng Yin said this, Mr. Xiao felt an extreme biting chill in her bones.

Feng Yin said that she was half dead and not alive. She herself had the best experience, and she would always remember the torture that was worse than death in the last life.

Today is just to collect a little interest from Miao Wanwan.

Feng Yin was sitting on the deck chair basking in the sun, but there was frost in his bones.

Mr. Xiao will not care about the fight between these women, as long as it does not harm the interests of Leng Shao.

It is the current Fengyin, the temperament and feeling have changed too much.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is reborn.

"What? Fengyin told me to go now? How is this possible?"

"I don't believe it! I want to see her in person! I don't believe Fengyin would treat me like this!"

At the door of Leng's house, Miao Wanwan was kicked out and still refused to accept the reality, but her face was sore and itchy, and she couldn't allow her to stay any longer.

In the end, there was no other way, Miao Wanwan cried and dialed Song Ziheng's cell phone.

……

Xishan Courtyard, in the evening, the glow is like blood.

Looking at the completely new courtyard, Feng Yin felt a sense of accomplishment.

Who knows, just when he was about to go back to his room to take a rest, he saw Leng Yan walking towards this side with Mr. Xiao and Li Qian.

Feng Yin has doubts on his face, but his heart is like a mirror.

After Leng Yan came back, Li Qian sued him!But who is unlucky today?

"Yo, rare visitor."

Feng Yin patted the dirt on his hands with an indifferent attitude.

Leng Yan glanced at the brand-new courtyard, eyes full of frost.

"Where's the phone?"

Leng Yan never liked to beat around the bush with her, her voice had no warmth.