Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Feng Ting clenched her fists, "That bastard Bai Yangyang actually told the news to my second uncle so quickly—"

"Miss Ting, please get in the car."

The bodyguard's face remained unchanged, and he signaled Feng Ting to get in the car, as if I don't mind helping you with my own hands if you don't get in the car.

Feng Ting's face turned blue with anger, so she could only get in the car.

She was brought to Feng Shuo's villa, and as soon as she entered the door, she was hit hard on the forehead by a teacup, a cut was made on her forehead, and the blood splattered instantly.

She didn't dare to cry out, and reached out to wipe away the blood.

Feng Shuo, who was sitting on the sofa, squinted his eyes: "Who gave you the courage to go to trouble her?"

Feng Ting gritted her teeth: "Second Uncle, I just went to talk to her."

"Feng Ting."

Feng Shuo stood up, with an aura of coercion rushing over his face.

Feng Ting has always been afraid of this second uncle, and now she is even more afraid to the extreme, subconsciously backing away.

"Second Uncle, I was wrong, I was wrong..." She stammered and apologized, but right now she didn't apologize at all.

Feng Shuo watched Feng Ting grow up and knew her thoughts.

"Feng Ting, this is the first time. If there is another time, I will let you know what the real punishment is."

Feng Ting's legs and feet were weak, and something exploded in her mind, crushing her rationality to pieces.

She bit the tip of her tongue, trying to stay awake: "Second Uncle, I won't do it anymore."

She didn't expect Second Uncle to protect Bai Yangyang so much!
Feng Shuo raised his eyebrows and signaled Feng Ting to leave.

Feng Ting walked out of the villa and was taken into the car by her confidant, who was terrified when he saw the wound on her forehead.

"Miss, are you all right?"

For so many years, Feng Shuo still loves Feng Ting and has never touched her.

This time, because Feng Ting found Bai Yangyang, Feng Shuo did it. It can be seen how important Bai Yangyang's status is in his heart!

Feng Ting put down her hand covering the wound and let her confidant bandage it.

A pretty face was full of displeasure: "Second uncle protects Bai Yangyang so much, if we really hand over the Feng family to an outsider in the future, we will have no chance of survival at all."

Feng Ting has been by Feng Shuo's side for so many years, doing her best.

Unexpectedly, Feng Shuo wanted to hand over the property under his name to an outsider, and even did something to her for an outsider!
"Miss, but if Mr. Feng knows that you want to deal with Miss Bai..."

Her confidants were worried that if Feng Ting targeted Bai Yangyang, Feng Shuo would completely abandon her.

Feng Ting frowned: "Don't worry, I won't be so stupid again."

She originally wanted to educate Bai Yangyang today, but she didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

"You go to contact Fu Xizhou and say that I have made up my mind and we can cooperate."

"Yes, ma'am."

The red sports car jumped into the night and disappeared quickly.

……

After dinner, Bai Yangyang sent Yue Huaizhi back to the Palace Manor, and received a call from Wen Ruxu.

Go to Qinghong Dance Troupe.

She went straight to Wen Ruxu, "Mr. Wen, what do you want from me?"

Wen Ruxu poured her a cup of tea: "That's it, there are two places in the group for exchange and study abroad. After we discussed it, we decided to give you one of the places for exchange abroad for about two years. If you want, you can." We're starting to process visas."

There are two places, one is Guan Xiaoxiao and the other is her.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Bai Yangyang shook his head: "Mr. Wen, my current focus is on my studies, and I can't go through the formalities of suspending school, so I may not be able to participate in the exchange study."

She is doing research with Xu Zhiqin now, and if all goes well, the postgraduate doctor will also follow in his research group.

She prefers experimentation to ballet.

Wen Ruxu expressed support for her decision, but she still had some regrets: "Yangyang, you know, for ballet, age is extremely fatal, you are still young, this may be your first and only time Opportunity, I don't want you to give up from the bottom of my heart."

"Mr. Wen, I know you are doing it for my own good, but so far, I have more important things to do."

Wen Ruxu didn't force her, she said some thoughtful words, and then sent Bai Yangyang away.

On the way to leave the dance troupe, she received a call from Guan Xiaoxiao.

"Yangyang, I'm going abroad, and we will have dinner together another day, and it will be a farewell feast."

It's very quiet over there, and you can hear echoes if you listen carefully, probably in the training room.

"Okay, you decide the place, let's have a good chat then."

Bai Yangyang didn't ask who was the other person who was allowed to go abroad, but she could probably guess.

Guan Xiaoxiao is talented and hardworking. It is her hard work to get to where she is today.

……

"What, Feng Ting agreed to cooperate?"

In the dimly lit box, the man who was hugging left and right felt a little disbelieving when he heard this.

"Yes, Miss Feng said, she will provide everything you want, but she can't show up."

Fu Xizhou laughed loudly, his eyes darkened: "Okay, okay, okay, with Feng Ting, I think it's only a matter of time before Zhan Beixiao falls."

He licked his lips, eager to try.

"Boss Fu, now that the relationship between the Zhan family and the Mo family is tending to ease, let's act rashly—"

"Don't worry, the Mo family and the Zhan family will never ease up."

Fu Xizhou stroked the slender waist of the woman in his arms, and smiled meaningfully: "Do you really think that I will just watch the Mo family gain a foothold in the imperial capital? The cooperation with the Mo family before was just for the medical resources in their hands, and now I am awake , there is no need for the Mohism to exist.”

The confidant knows Fu Xizhou's style of work, and when he heard this, he knew that Fu Xizhou planned to attack the Mo family.

Fu Xizhou patted the face of the woman in his arms: "I have to do business now, go out."

The two women looked at each other and left immediately.

The room returned to silence, and the confidant asked: "Mr. Fu, what are you going to do next?"

"Didn't Zhan Beixiao and Zhan Jinnan break up? If we can turn against Zhan Jinnan and find useful information from him, it's only a matter of time before Zhan Beixiao is brought down."

"Then you mean to use Zhan Jinnan?"

"Hmph, I've already made arrangements, let's just wait and see the show, don't even think about it for the Mohists and the Zhanjia!"

"Then what should I do next?"

"Contact Mo Zhixin, it's almost time, it's time to do it." Fu Xizhou lazily leaned on the sofa, "I want to see what will happen if Mr. Mo dies in the hands I trust the most !"

The man laughed lowly, and there was a depressive atmosphere in the whole box.

Mr. Mo's improvement was visible to the naked eye, and the smile on Mrs. Mo's face gradually increased.

After the acupuncture, Mrs. Mo opened the bedroom door with the soup she cooked herself.

Elder Mo was half leaning on the bed, he had improved a lot compared to his previous weakness, and there was a kindness between his brows and eyes.

"Wake up, how do you feel?"

Old Man Mo nodded: "It's much better than before."

The old lady Mo sat down by the bed, and stirred the soup in the bowl with a small spoon: "You just recovered, I plan to organize a family feast tomorrow night, and let Qingshuang and the others come back. You have been thinking about her all these years, and now come back Well, let's live a good life in the future, and after a while, when you get better, we will go to live in a small town."

"Qingshuang, how have you been all these years?"