Chapter 9: Really cheating?

"Apologize?"

Yan Ai smiled, but that smile was like a cold pond in winter, icy and cold, as if saying, why?

Facing the woman's sarcastic and cold eyes, Feng Jue couldn't help but frown, "Shouldn't it be right?"

An apology was impossible, and Yan Ai was too lazy to waste words with them, so she simply looked away and pretended not to hear.

Shen Yihang on the side had already been stunned.

I wondered if this was some new tactic to attract Ajue's attention?

Otherwise, how could she dare to speak to Ajue like that?

It’s just Tiangang!

In a flash, Shen Yihang suddenly remembered the scene he saw outside Yindu yesterday afternoon——

The woman had the man's coat draped over her shoulders, and the two of them walked side by side, talking and laughing. The man was very gentlemanly in opening the car door for the girl and holding the roof of the car for her with his hands.

How intimate it looks.

Could it be... Yan Ai really cheated on her?

Oh my god!

Shen Yihang opened his mouth and couldn't help but look at Yan Ai, then at Feng Jue, with an expression as if he had accidentally eaten a shocking melon.

Just at this moment, the elevator arrived at the floor that Yan Ai wanted to go to. As soon as the elevator door opened, she walked out holding the hands of the two children.

Not even a spare glance was given to them.

Soon, the elevator door slowly closed again and continued to move upwards.

To be honest, Shen Yihang was a little embarrassed and dissatisfied with Yan Ai's tone and attitude just now, for himself and for his good friend beside him.

“Ajue, there’s something wrong with your cheap sister.” Shen Yihang touched his nose and asked tentatively, “Did she go home last night?”

Feng Jue wanted to tell Shen Yihang that he and that woman had divorced this morning, but when the words came to his lips, he pressed them back calmly.

Finally, he just said, "She has always been like this, and her acting is very good."

He just didn't directly answer Shen Yihang's last question.

Shen Yihang nodded as if deeply touched, “Yes, your acting skills are really good, it would be a pity if you don’t become an actor.”

After the words fell, Shen Yihang seemed to remember something and said, “Speaking of acting, Ajue, I do have an idea about my first investment project after returning to China.”

Feng Jue looked at Shen Yihang and said, "Tell me about it."

Shen Yihang curled his lips and said, "Let's talk about it after we get out."

The elevator is about to reach the luxurious presidential suite on the top floor.

Feng Jue nodded, and soon the elevator door opened. The two of them got out of the elevator and continued walking inside.

After returning to China yesterday, Shen Yihang stayed in this five-star hotel under the Feng Group. Feng Jue reserved the most luxurious presidential suite for him until he found a suitable house.

Anyway, he will not go back to the Shen family unless the old man gives up the idea of ​​arranging a marriage for him.

After entering the presidential suite, Shen Yihang went to the bar and poured a glass of whiskey for each of them, and then continued the topic that had not been finished in the elevator.

"I want to invest in a movie and invite our internationally renowned actress, Ms. Jiang Qiuning, to play the leading female role. With Ningning's acting skills, if I give her a good script and a top-notch director, I'm sure the movie will be a huge hit and a guaranteed profit!"

"Qiu Ning is planning to return to China for development?" Feng Jue raised his stern brows, grasping the key point of his words.

Shen Yihang glanced at him with a smile, “You still understand Ningning and know that she wants to return to China to develop.”

Feng Jue didn't respond to his question, but simply asked, "About when will you be back?"

Shen Yihang leaned his slender body against the bar handsomely, his amorous peach blossom eyes smiling, “Probably after New Year’s Day, it seems like he’ll be back after filming the commercial.”

"You didn't decide to return home just for Qiu Ning, did you?" Feng Jue shook the wine glass in his hand lazily and looked up at him.

The man's dark eyes seemed to be able to see through the other person's eyes and reach the depths of the other person's soul.

Shen Yihang's eyes subconsciously dodged, but he quickly covered it up with a smile, pretending to be speechless and said, "I'm doing this for my own career, okay?"

"Besides, Ningning likes you. My feelings for her are just childhood sweethearts, just like my feelings for you."

"Really?" Feng Jue curled his lips, without commenting.

"What do you mean, you don't believe me?" Shen Yihang deliberately narrowed his peach blossom eyes.

"But I'm already married." Feng Jue shrugged, his tone lacking any emotion.

Shen Yihang didn’t care, “You don’t like your wife.”

Then he changed the subject and asked, "Are you really not going to resist and get a divorce?"