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

Whoa!

There was another strange movement in the yard, Feng Yin was a little anxious, and walked out of the bathroom without fully putting down the baffle.

There was a gap of one centimeter between the mirror and the wall.

In the courtyard, Leng Yan looked at her with a frosty face, and there was a broken vase at his feet.

"I opened the door and came in, and a vase fell from the sky! It's not because I reacted quickly, I'm lying here now!" Leng Yan pointed at the flower pot, and asked Feng Yin to give him an explanation with a cold face.

Feng Yin walked over, squatted in front of the flower pot and started acting.

"My mandala... has just been planted for three days! I haven't asked you to pay for it yet!" Feng Yin looked aggrieved and pitiful, and he was staring at him vigilantly a moment ago, but now his face changed instantly, Leng Yan A suffocating breath stuck in his chest.

"Did someone put the pot on the door frame?"

"Who told you to go through the small door! There is no big door!"

Leng Yan: "..." The small door can hold flower pots?Unreasonable!

Of course Feng Yin would not admit that he put the flower pots at the small gate just in case, but if he didn't wait, Leng Yan would be tricked.

"You're so preposterous!" Leng Yan felt that ordinary people would be led astray by her fallacies.But who is he?How could she be led astray!

Young Master Leng seemed to have forgotten that it was time for Qingqing to be brought up by Feng Yingui to speak of blue in public.

"Except for Mrs. Liu and I, flies are not willing to fly in this Xishan courtyard! How did I know that you would always come here! And even if you come, you still go through the small door! Don't you think it's weird?"

Leng Yan: "..."

"Young Master Leng, is there anything else? I'm going back to rest." Feng Yin looked off as if to see off the guests.

"This entire night palace is mine! You want to drive me away?" Leng Yan closed his eyes, and for the first time felt that emphasizing that the night palace belonged to him was such a cowardly feeling.

"It's not just the Night Palace! The black hole is all yours!" Feng Yin's words sound unreasonable, but Leng Yan couldn't refute for a while.

"Feng Yin, I don't have time to mess around with you! I'm here to ask you something important! You have an appointment with Lawyer Han tomorrow?" Leng Yan calmed down and asked in a deep voice. Enraged by Feng Yin, he almost forgot the important matter.

Feng Yin knew he had something to do, and said slowly, "Lawyer Han is a friend of my grandparents. I used to be ignorant, and thought he was long-winded and old-fashioned. I used to let him take care of the fund. Now I know who is really good for me. , so I made an appointment with him, and I was going to come to apologize and ask him to help me manage part of the 5000 million fund."

Feng Yin answered truthfully.

Leng Yan looked at her with obvious doubts.

"What about the rest? I know it's your own money. If you want to invest, I can introduce you to an investment consultant." At this moment, Leng Yan really wanted to help her and didn't want her to be cheated.

"I know what you're worried about. Even if I donate all of the 5000 million yuan, it won't be a penny cheaper for Fengjia and Song Ziheng! I will give half of it and ask Lawyer Han to help me establish a charity fund. Although the amount is not large, it is also My heart.

As for the rest, I will divide it into two parts, one for investment and financial management, and the other for considering starting a company.I've already found a financial advisor, and the company's affairs need to be considered in the long term. "

Feng Yin's well-organized planning made Leng Yan, a workaholic, addicted to listening. It is rare for a 20-year-old girl to maintain a calm and objective attitude when faced with such a huge amount of assets.

Is Feng Yin really reborn, or is there someone behind the trick?