A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

During Zhuang Yu Nuan's campaign, he had already sent out a message asking people to investigate Huo Yan.

The campaign ended and Huo Yan's information came out.

Zhuang Yu Nuan was a mature woman. Even in her forties, her skin was still delicate and radiant, and her figure was excellent. She had a bright and elegant appearance, with a strong facial contour that gave her a somewhat heroic air.

Huo Yan's appearance was the complete opposite of hers.

Huo Yan is the kind of girl who looks delicate no matter how you look at her.

Zhuang Yu Nuan clicked on Huo Yan's information and laughed. Her son was young, and only at this age would he like this pale-faced, yellow-haired girl.

Feng Jie looked at Zhuang Yu Nuan and concluded that she had calmed down, so he asked:

"Sister, don't you say you won't interfere with Ji Shao's private life?"

He even personally selected the women who would be sent to Ji Wuwei's bed.

Zhuang Yu Nuan waved her hand, "I won't interfere if my son spends money to play with a few women, but if he doesn't spend money, that's not okay."

What kind of feelings do you want, young master of the Zhuang family?

"Sister, but Master Ji is not interested in those who spend money."

Zhuang Yu Nuan chuckled, "Do you think this little bitch isn't after money? She pretends to be so pitiful and doesn't want money, but what does she really want? She wants the position of my son's wife, the identity of the Ji family's young mistress! Compared to this kind of fake innocence, those women who openly display their desires and goals are much easier to deal with."

Feng Jie chuckled. It sounded harsh, but it was true.

People like Huo Yan, at first glance, are the kind of people who will devote themselves wholeheartedly to a relationship. To put it in a more terrifying way, they are the kind of girls who date with the intention of getting married.

Ordinary men love that, but for someone like the banker, it’s a problem.

I can't get rid of it.

If you force a separation, the result will be crying, making a fuss, and even committing suicide. In this information age, the whole world will know about any disturbance.

"Indeed, we can't afford to offend him." Feng Jie nodded.

Zhuang Yu Nuan had already found out where Huo Yan was at the moment. She put away her phone and put on her clothes again.

"I'm going to the Tang Dynasty. If you're free, come along."

Feng Jie was stunned. Tang Dynasty?

Huo Yan was just drawing. Does this old bitch want to cause trouble for Huo Yan?

It’s over, Ji Wuwei seems to be there too!

Feng Jie just laughed, but before he could say anything, Zhuang Yu Nuan warned him:

"I'm going over now. If you dare tip me off, I'll castrate you! And I'll also destroy your family's business!"

Feng Jie broke out in a cold sweat, "You tyrant, even Wu Zetian is not as cruel as you."

Zhuang Yu Nuan kicked him and said, "Get out of here."

Feng Jie was not angry either, he asked with a flattering smile:

"Do you want me to go?"

"It's up to you." Zhuang Yu Nuan had already stepped into the driver's seat.

As the car started, she turned around and said, "You'd better go. My son is there. Take him away when you think it's appropriate. I don't want him to lose face."

"As you command, my queen."

Feng Jie got out of the car and watched Zhuang Yu Nuan leave.

His eyes fell on the woman's panties that he had torn apart on the ground. He snorted in disdain, but still got in his car and drove to Tang Dynasty from another road. He called Cheng Bin on the way and estimated the time. Good, Cheng Bin would arrive before him.

Tang Dynasty.

Huo Yan was drawing seriously, and Ji Wuwei had been accompanying her quietly for two hours.

He felt very sorry for forcibly kissing her during the day.

Huo Yan didn't want to pay any attention to Ji Wuwei. If her father was still healthy and her brother was not in jail, she would have thrown this bucket of paint on Ji Wuwei today.

Wasn't he just taking advantage of giving her this part-time job to point fingers at her and humiliate her at will?

But Huo Yan couldn't throw it, reason overcame impulse.

While the two were silent, Zhuang Zhoucheng also came.