Chapter 119 A handsome face almost collapsed
"Honey, I'm sorry, are you feeling any better?" Feng Jinchen squeezed in, closed the door, and placed the sunflower on the coffee table in the living room.
Knowing that the woman was angry, Feng Jinchen didn't dare to get close to her at all. He put the flowers down and placed a card on the table.
"Honey, there's 100 million in the card, and the password is your birthday. I was wrong this time, please forgive me."
Carefully observing the woman's expression, which showed no sign of easing, Feng Jinchen sighed, "It's understandable that you're angry, but anger is bad for your health and not worth it. You should rest well, and I'll come see you after get off work."
Feng Jinchen opened the door and went downstairs. He was thinking of a way to stop Qiao Li from coveting his body when a card was thrown down, grazing his cheek and falling to the ground.
Turning around, I only saw the woman's indifferent profile and the drawn curtains.
The man instantly became dejected, staring blankly at the card on the ground.
After Feng Jue took Su Xi away, Wang Dong called to explain the situation. Shen Congxuan always deliberately avoided any female subordinates, as if he wasn't interested in women.
As for why Mr. Shen was so forceful in taking the woman back last time, it was only because Su Xi's AI technology was so advanced that Guangyao's project couldn't function without her.
So it's just about recruiting talent, not about gender; he completely misunderstood.
He really made a huge mistake this time. Su Xi won't forgive him easily this time. She'll have to coax him slowly; he's patient.
Su Xi threw the card out the window, grabbed her clothes, and went to take a shower.
She has already filed for divorce. The man is also wary of her and will not allow her to liquidate and transfer the money.
She'll still have to get that money back during the divorce; it's useless to her except for the shame it brings.
While washing her long hair, she even found a rat spider. The man didn't seem to care at all about the dust she'd rubbed onto his body and face, as if that dust itself had become insurmountable on his face.
Coming back to her senses, Su Xi suddenly remembered something. She quickly washed and wrapped her hair, then took out her phone.
Afraid of disturbing Feng Jue, she first sent a message: Uncle, are you free to answer the phone?
Seeing that the message had been successfully sent, Su Xi's eyes darted around. Her uncle probably sent her a lot of text messages, so this one might just disappear without a trace.
Just as I was wondering whether I should call directly, Feng Jue called.
Su Xi's eyes flashed with surprise, and she quickly answered the call.
"I'm very free now, so I can say whatever I want."
The conference room was filled with elites, staring at each other in disbelief. Was this the same demon they were about to sacrifice?
Who exactly is that person on the other end? Could it be that the person who could soften the Big Boss's tone is Tianjue's future boss's wife?
Just as they pricked up their ears, eager to gossip, the man had already gotten up and walked towards the French windows. His suit was impeccably tailored, yet his waistline was clearly defined, making people unconsciously forget the man's previous coldness and leaving only amazement.
Hearing the man's voice, which was cool yet unusually gentle, Su Xi's tense nerves relaxed instantly, and she asked frankly, "Uncle, you didn't give me any medicine when I was unconscious, did you?"
She vaguely remembered being fed something. If she really was given medicine, she didn't know if it would be too late for her to get to the hospital now.
"No."
"What else?"
"Does candied fruit count? And water too."
Su Xi pursed her lips. When she woke up, she did notice a faint sweetness in her mouth, but she didn't think much of it at the time. She blurted out, "How did you feed me?"
After a moment of silence, the man's voice, tinged with sincerity, came from the other end: "Use a dropper."
"Oh, thank you for your trouble, Uncle. I'm fine now."
After hanging up the phone, a smile unconsciously crept onto the man's lips. When Old Master Feng called, the man immediately muted the call and only called back after finishing his meeting.
"Feng Jue, why did you risk your life to save Su Xi? Was she even worth saving?"
Grandpa Feng was slow to realize that his son had risked his life to save Su Xi from the fire, which meant he was definitely tempted and was about to ruin everything.
"They're all from the Feng family, why aren't you saving them?"
The old man sneered, "Do you believe that? If you really are with her, I won't have you as my son."
"It's impossible for us now. If we ever truly fall in love, no one can stop us."
The old man was furious, and Liu Yufeng rushed over to soothe him. Liu Yufeng, who had always been pampered and had no servants to attend to her, fainted while kneeling in the ancestral hall and had to be rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.
After all that fuss, they naturally didn't dare let her kneel in the ancestral hall again. They just kept her in the old house, keeping an eye on her to prevent her from causing any more trouble.
Having overheard the entire phone call, a glint of shrewdness flashed in Liu Yufeng's eyes. She didn't dare threaten Feng Jue with the car accident, but she could threaten the old man.
Just as Liu Yufeng was about to speak, the old lady walked over, snatched the phone, and said, "A-Jue."
Hearing that it was the old lady, Feng Jue softened his tone, "Mom?"
"Ah Jue, Anya risked her life to save you. I can tell she likes you. Don't keep her hanging on like this. Just make your relationship public soon."
Feng Jue retorted, "Mom, how can it be considered stringing her along if we haven't gone public? How about I publicly admit that I only see her as a younger sister?"
The old lady choked, "Won't you break her heart like this? Forget it, let it be. You two can develop your relationship slowly, I won't interfere, but there's one thing you absolutely mustn't hurt her heart."
"I see."
While the old lady was talking, Liu Yufeng was also whispering something to the old man.
Hearing Liu Yufeng's words, the old man immediately calmed down. If there were still such a connection, there would be no need for him to stop it, and Su Xi and Feng Jue would have no chance at all.
Then what is he worried about?
Watching the old man happily walk his bird, Liu Yufeng grinned like a war god. She'd finally gotten a smart move, dealing with Feng Jue without bloodshed. Now, who would dare look down on her?
Feng family.
Feng Jinchen called Wang Dong in, "Find me 20 young, handsome men around 20 years old, nationality doesn't matter, they must be good-looking. Once you've found them all, bring them to my office."
Wang Dong, "Huh?"
The man cast a cold glance his way, and Wang Dong trembled, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, Mr. Feng."
"Find them all before lunch, or I'll use you to make up the numbers."
Wang Dong shuddered, nearly wetting himself in fright.
Within two hours, 20 young men entered the office. Feng Jinchen got up and looked at them one by one, and was very satisfied.
Feng Jinchen had arranged to have lunch with Qiao Li. He dressed up specially, booked the entire restaurant, and arrived half an hour early.
When Jiao Ruoyi arrived, she was immediately captivated by the sight of the 20 incredibly youthful-looking bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses.
He pushed his sunglasses up to his head, brazenly scrutinizing faces and figures, even pausing on certain spots as if selecting a concubine.
"Your bodyguards are really top-notch. Are you sure you've never used one? Who's the top and who's the bottom?"
Feng Jinchen nearly spilled the Lafite in his hand, but his handsome face remained gentle and refined. "Miss Qiao is too kind. I only like beauties like Miss Qiao."
I'm very grateful for Miss Qiao's kindness, but this kind of thing is hard to say. How about I give you these 20 bodyguards instead?
Jiao Ruoyi withdrew her gaze and looked at Feng Jinchen, her phoenix eyes teasing. She reached out and placed her hand directly on the man's hand, stroking it gently.
Feng Jinchen barely managed to keep his hand from pulling away. A tingling, itchy sensation spread through his palm.
Under the table, the woman's foot slid up his thigh, and the man's handsome face almost collapsed.
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