Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

As the sun's temperature rose, the child was pulled back into the watermelon tent to hide. Chang Yao picked up the watermelon from the water, punched it a few times, and broke it open with her bare hands.

She handed the watermelon to Feng Yi: "Relieve the heat."

Feng Yi rolled up his shirt sleeves, took it, and took a bite. The watermelon was very sweet. Although it was not very cold, it quenched his thirst.

They had finished half of it when Wu Zhou called and Chang Yao walked towards the roadside with a watermelon in her hand.

When Wu Zhou saw their appearance, he pursed his lips and tried to hold back his laughter.

Mr. Feng was wearing a suit, with his hair combed neatly. He was 1.89 meters tall, with a figure better than a model, strong and deep facial features, and he exuded the dignity of a rich young man when he raised his hands. Now he rolled up his sleeves, holding a small piece of uncut watermelon in his hand, eating as he walked.

Chang Yao wore a white shirt, a tight skirt, and had long, slightly curly hair that reached her waist. She had light makeup on, and her facial features were three-dimensional and delicate, and she had a hot body. She wore five-centimeter high heels, and her height just reached Mr. Feng's shoulders. Now she was eating a watermelon in one hand, and holding most of the watermelon in the other hand. The main point was that she was not idle.

These two people are definitely a perfect match of male god and goddess, how did it become like this?

Chang Yao walked up to him and handed him the other half of the watermelon: "Assistant Wu, it's hot, eat something before going back."

Wu Zhou looked at the watermelon with uneven cuts and wondered if these two people had stolen the watermelon.

Chang Yao thought it was difficult for him to eat the melon, so she threw the rind into the trash can nearby and broke off a small piece for him with her bare hands.

Wu Zhou took it and took a bite. Hmm, this watermelon is quite sweet.

Chang Yao looked at Feng Yi: "Boss Feng, would you like to order more?"

Feng Yi grabbed the protruding corner of the watermelon, gently broke it off, took off another piece, put it in his mouth and bit it.

They didn't want to get in the car, so they stood on the side of the road and shared the melon among themselves.

After eating the watermelon, they washed their hands with mineral water and got into the car one after another. Wu Zhou drove into the villa and said, "Boss Feng, I'll drive over once the car is fixed."

"Yeah." Feng Yi responded and walked into the house.

He changed into slippers and went upstairs to take a shower. When he came down, he saw Chang Yao's bag scattered everywhere again. He picked up the clothes on the ground and saw that it was the one Chang Yao was wearing today.

Chang Yao, with her hair tied in a bun and a small vest, came out of the kitchen and asked, "Would you like some ice water?"

Feng Yi has the habit of drinking after get off work, so he always keeps ice cubes in the refrigerator, which is just enough for making ice water.

Feng Yi saw her high heels placed in a mess at the entrance and felt a little headache. He really had to get her a special cabinet to store her things.

He took out his cell phone, contacted the furniture designer and told him what he needed.

He had his own requirements for the placement of items at home. If he left Chang Yao at home, the house might be even more messy when he came back. If he didn't want to clean up at night, he couldn't leave Chang Yao at home.

He reached out and took the ice water from Chang Yao's hand and drank it in one gulp: "Come with me to the club tonight."

"Okay." Chang Yao went upstairs to take a shower. She was in a dilemma when choosing clothes. She didn't bring many clothes with her when she came. The club Feng Yi went to should be quite high-end.

She stood in the corridor: "Boss Feng, can I not go?"

"reason!"

"I don't have any suitable clothes."

Feng Yi looked at her and said, "I blocked your card and you didn't even ask why." Since the card couldn't be used to pay, she certainly had no money to buy clothes.

"The card stopped?"

Subconscious reactions are often the most real. Feng Yi looked at her, and she didn't know that the card had stopped. Feng Yi thought she came to show goodwill, but it turned out that she didn't know at all.

Feng Yi called the bank to open a card: "Take the card and buy some suitable clothes."

"I don't have to go." That way I don't waste money on clothes.

Moreover, skirts like dresses cannot be worn on a daily basis, so they will just be left there after you buy them, which is a waste of money.

"Are you worried about my money? You are not Mrs. Feng yet." Feng Yi reminded her.

Chang Yao only needs to spend money to make him happy. The money Chang Yao saves now will eventually go into his pocket. A smart woman knows when to spend money.

Chang Yao came to his senses. This was his money, and it would be a waste if he didn't spend it.

She called a car, and the message showed that the car would arrive in ten minutes. She changed her shoes and went out. She was almost at the place where she could get on the car.

She walked along the road leading to the villa. There were no cars on this road. There were security booths on both sides of the road, and security guards were guarding it 24 hours a day. It must be that Feng Yi bought this road.

Feng Yi sat on the sofa watching the stock market trends. His mobile phone would occasionally receive consumer text messages. He picked up a message and saw that they were all items worth a few hundred yuan, with the most expensive one being only ten thousand yuan.

Chang Yao came back on an electric bike, carrying a lot of bags into the house. The skirts she bought were suitable for both going to high-end clubs and going to work.

It feels great to spend his money, and this feeling can be addictive. However, Chang Yao still wants to return to her own frugal life.

Feng Yi glanced at him and said, "Let's go."

They came to the private room of the club, and the moment they pushed open the door, the two people inside were filled with surprise.

Qi Mu was the first to react: "Feng Yi, didn't you say we can't have girls at the party? You even brought one with you."

Zeng Xie asked, "Feng Yi, who is this?"

"Chang Yao, my assistant." Feng Yi said calmly.

Female assistant, those who understand will understand. Zeng Xie originally thought that there were no girls at their party, and that he was keeping his virginity for Yu Man, but it turned out that he was just not casual.

Qi Mu smiled and poured him a glass of wine: "Feng Yi, your taste is really amazing, every time you make a move, it's stunning."

Feng Yi picked up the wine and took a sip without responding.

Qi Mu was already used to his bad temper and would find the conversation himself: "Chang, Yao, what kind of wine would you like to drink? Girls should drink something with a lower alcohol content."

Feng Yi thought of her drunken behavior last night, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and he felt a little dizzy.

Chang Yao felt uncomfortable being the only woman in a room full of men. She didn't sit for long before getting up and saying, "I'm going to the bathroom."

She had just gone out and before the door was completely closed, she heard a sound from inside.

Zeng Xie's tone was a little anxious: "Does Yu Man know about your situation?"

When they mentioned Yu Man at the party, it affected their mood a little. Feng Yi leaned against the sofa with a bad look on his face.

Qi Mu saw it and quickly said, "It's obvious that she's just a playmate. The bride is of course Yu Man."

Feng Yi neither refuted nor admitted it, covering up the past with silence.

When Chang Yao heard this, her heart ached. She walked into the bathroom and washed her face with cold water in her hands.

She rested her hands on the table. They were already in a contractual relationship. What was she thinking? Did she really want to take the position of Mrs. Feng?!

She looked up at her face in the mirror, which was covered with water droplets. It was impossible for her and Feng Yi to be together. In their current relationship, no one felt burdened.

Feng Yi sat on the sofa and finished a glass of wine. Seeing that she hadn't come back yet, he suddenly felt that it was boring.

"gone back."

Qi Mu was unhappy: "Why did you leave so quickly this time? You don't want to be your brother because you have a woman in your arms?"

Feng Yi left the private room without looking back. He stood in the corridor and dialed Chang Yao's number: "Where is it?"

"I'm in the flower bed at the door." She told Feng Yi the truth. She didn't like this kind of occasion.

Feng Yi walked out of the club. In the past, he and his brothers would drink until midnight, but now he suddenly felt that it was boring and it would be better to stay at home and watch Chang Yao.