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

Feng Yi only briefly introduced the cooking machine, focusing on the promotion of Nanxi Apartment.

"This cooking machine is just an extension of the Nanxi Apartment project. Nanxi Apartment is fully intelligent and offers exclusive quietness."

The barrage of comments started rolling in instantly: It’s perfect for those of us who are socially anxious. We don’t like to deal with people after get off work and just ask for the price politely.

Feng Yi continued, "Nanxi Apartment is equipped with a robot butler that can provide emotional value and companionship."

Is this robot ready? I'd like to know the price.

The anchor looked at the comments and asked, "Mr. Feng, netizens are curious about whether Nanxi Apartment is expensive and whether the robot butler has been developed."

"Nanxi Apartment's housing prices are based on market value, not inflated prices. A prototype of a robot butler is already in testing, and future advancements are needed. If the owner is in danger, the robot butler can immediately call an ambulance."

Isn't this robot butler catching up with humans? Is it still necessary to get married? After marriage, you still have to worry about whether your partner will pull out your oxygen tube.

It is true that there is a robot butler to provide emotional support after get off work, and if you suddenly faint, a robot will call an ambulance. It is indeed useless to have another partner.

Feng Yi promised in the live broadcast room: "In the future, we will continue to improve the robot butler. As long as you buy a house in Nanxi Apartment, the machine inside will be upgraded for free in the future, and there will be maintenance to ensure the safety of the machine."

They listened to Feng Yi's voice in the live broadcast room and felt that the pie painted by this capitalist was particularly tempting.

Mr. Feng, do you have a girlfriend? Are you considering marrying a commoner? I'd like to recommend myself.

The anchor controlled the situation: "We only sell products here, not singles."

The host knew that Mr. Feng was very busy: "Mr. Feng, let's stop here for today. I have to introduce the next product."

Feng Yi responded and hung up the phone. Ning Yuan was watching the background data the whole time. The sales of cooking robots were rising rapidly, breaking the initial cold scene.

He immediately called Mr. Feng and said, "Mr. Feng, we've sold a thousand cooking machines."

"Control the quantity and don't make too much at once." Feng Yi was worried that the factory would not be able to keep up with the production.

He was just using the cooking machine to test the current market. At the beginning, the cooking machine didn't sell very well, probably because the advertising was not strong enough.

Feng Yi said, "Contact the people who bought the cooking machine and ask them to give a review to see if there is anything that needs to be improved."

"Okay." Ning Yuan said, then hung up the phone and went to do it.

After getting off work and returning to the villa, Chang Yao sat on a chair and texted Yu Man: Mr. Feng was recently in a lawsuit with a drinking water company, and the plan to use the momentum to promote the Nanxi Apartment was very successful.

When Yu Man saw the message she sent, she had complicated feelings towards her. She really treated her as a friend, but she didn't expect that she had deceived her so deeply.

After reporting Feng Yi's whereabouts as scheduled, Chang Yao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the time. It was almost time, so she walked to the kitchen, served the dishes, and moved on to the next one.

After taking a shower and changing into home clothes, Feng Yi went downstairs. He sat on the sofa, put his hands around her waist, and brought them closer.

"Have some wine tonight."

Chang Yao thought about the banquet that day. Wasn't this man going to settle the score later? "Boss Feng, you still have to go to work tomorrow."

"I'll give you a holiday." Feng Yi didn't give her a chance to refuse. He took out the wine from the wine cabinet and chose the strongest one.

Chang Yao brought out the dishes, feeling uneasy: "Boss Feng, my stomach isn't feeling well, and I don't want to drink."

Feng Yi handed her one of the cups: "I'll find a doctor for you."

Chang Yao saw that she had to drink it anyway, so she picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp, then put the empty cup on the table.

Feng Yi looked at her. This wine was strong, so he could only drink it slowly, but she actually drank it in one gulp.

Chang Yao pulled out a chair and prepared to sit down, but suddenly the world spun around her. She supported herself on the table with her hands, took a moment to calm herself down, and slowly sat down.

She stared at the person opposite her, a little confused. She frowned and hooked her finger at Feng Yi: "Come here."

Feng Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at her. His tone and expression seemed familiar.

Chang Yao stood up and walked towards him, but before she reached him, she tripped and fell forward.

Feng Yi put his arm around her waist and lifted her onto his lap: "What are you doing?"

Chang Yao put her arm around his neck and closed the distance between them: "Feng Yi, you made me drink, what do you want to do?"

"I want to prove whether you were pretending to be drunk that night." Feng Yi pinched her chin and pushed her away, disgusted by the smell of alcohol on her.

"Have you proved it?" Chang Yao asked.

"Well, you only call me by my name when you're drunk. Normally, you appear respectful, but you curse me many times in your heart?"

Chang Yao leaned limply on his shoulder: "Not often, just once or twice."

"You're so brave to admit it." Feng Yi measured her body with his fingers.

She had a great figure, with flesh where it should be. Feng Yi kissed her neck: "Don't you want to eat?"

Chang Yao picked up the wine glass on the table and handed it to his mouth: "I've finished drinking it, you drink it too."

Feng Yi held the edge of the cup in his mouth, his eyes fixed, his meaning was very clear. She raised the cup and watched the liquid slide into Feng Yi's mouth little by little.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed the wine. Chang Yao saw it, kissed him, and her tongue swept across his mouth.

“This wine is delicious.”

Feng Yi's eyes were burning, and he tightened his hands on her waist: "Are you playing with fire?"

Chang Yao pressed her index finger on his lips, slowly slid it down, and landed on his Adam's apple. She leaned her body close to him and spoke with her lips against her index finger.

"No, I'm playing with you."

Feng Yi carried her upstairs, and she fell heavily on the bed, her head shaking even more dizzy.

She raised her arm: "Feng Yi."

Feng Yi leaned over to her and stroked her cheek: "What? Do you regret it?"

Chang Yao hugged him and turned over to be on top: "Before, you always took the initiative, this time it's my turn."

Feng Yi propped her up: "Okay."

Chang Yao's rhythm didn't suit him. He gritted his teeth and frowned deeply...

He turned over and began to take back the initiative...

The next day, Chang Yao sat up, rubbing her head. She felt sore in her back and stomach. She lifted the quilt and went into the bathroom to wash up, and saw dense marks on her body.

She chose a very conservative dress and covered the marks that could not be covered with concealer. She made sure that nothing was visible before going downstairs.

Feng Yi brought out breakfast: "Drink some hot porridge, it can relieve the headache."

"Last night." She was completely confused and had no idea what happened.

"If you pretend to be drunk next time, I will know." Feng Yi reminded her that she could not hide her thoughts from him.

Chang Yao lowered her head to drink her porridge, pretending she heard nothing.

After breakfast, Chang Yao put on her helmet and prepared to get in the car. Feng Yi looked at her and said, "You should take my car to the company today."

"No, it wouldn't be nice if my colleagues saw us." Chang Yao refused.

Chang Yao rode her bike to the company. Yao Lili put the documents on her desk and told her to make a few copies.

Yao Lili thought of something and turned around and said, "This year, the company has selected several places for team building. Pick one and write it to me, and I'll count the number of people."