Mrs. Feng is A and Sa

The corner of Lu Diandian's mouth twitched violently.

It really is Lu Xuerou!

No wonder Feng Yanting kept asking about his relationship with Chen Songyu yesterday.

No wonder seeing myself with Chen Songyu, I would get angry even if there was a misunderstanding!
"Little bitch, you're still playing dirty with my old lady!"

Annoyance appeared on Lu Diandian's face, but he knew in his heart that this was the truth, and it was useless to explain it!
She has to do something else...

……

Far away in Dijue.

Wen Simu sat beside him tremblingly, looking at the sullen man on the other side of the sofa.

I can't hold the coffee in my hand...

"Yesterday you were there all the time."

"Yes, yes."

"So...you cover for her?"

"!!"

Wen Simu was stiff and stood up almost immediately.

"No! Absolutely nothing! Master and I are going to deal with business, we are all together..."

Feng Yanting raised his lips slightly, and took a sip of tea, "Then why didn't you stop Chen Songyu from bullying her?"

"This……"

Wen Simu was about to cry.

Boss Feng called himself over early in the morning.

He knew it was okay!
Then he explained tremblingly, "I'm on the seventh floor...just, just for a short while, up to 5 minutes before and after."

He raised his hands and promised, "Really, Boss Feng, it's only 5 minutes, nothing can happen in time."

"Chen Songyu bit her."

"what?"

The man's face became gloomy again, and he stared at him coldly, "Bitting on her will leave a heavy mark."

"Damn! Then I should beat him up more, and I kindly sent him home."

Wen Simu put down his cup and made a gesture to leave, "Boss Feng, wait, I'll beat you back right away..."

"stop."

The man's cold voice came from behind.

The foot that Wen Simu just raised just stopped in the air.

He turned his head slowly, with an exaggerated smile on his face, "What else is there?"

"Nothing, just want to know more details."

Feng Yanting paused, his frowning brows never loosened, and the gloomy aura around him made people dare not approach.

Wen Simu resigned to his fate.

He sat on the sofa in embarrassment, and suddenly thought of something, "If you want to know about Master and Chen Songyu, you have to ask Lan Ziqian, that guy has been with them for three years!"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded.

"I'll call him over now!"

Wen Simu called immediately.

What about Guan Te, a dead fellow Daoist never dies a poor Daoist, who told this guy not to tell himself this big hidden danger in advance!
……

In front of Lu Diandian was a stack of thick colored paper.

When the phone rang, she had just folded No. 60...

"Master, help!"

Wen Simu simply pulled a group.

In addition to Lan Ziqian and Wen Simu, there are also the Gu family twins who were friends last time.

"Look..." Lan Ziqian lowered his voice, being extra careful.

Lu Diandian blinked silently, only to see him open the video wobbly.There was a cold and stern body in the room, separated by a little distance, the ice-hardened eyes made people shiver, as if the surrounding temperature had dropped a lot.

"If you don't come, we will die without a whole body..."

Wen Simu next to him was lowering his head, looking like he was being slaughtered by the end of the world.

The camera turns to the side again.

There are also a few Dijue employees standing outside who dare not breathe.

Lu Diandian covered his face.

How is this fixed!

Boss Feng seems to be different this time from before, and he can't be coaxed with just a few words.

next moment.

The man facing the phone seemed to have noticed the situation, and suddenly looked over.

Is cramped in front of the camera.