The god-level master of the cold and beautiful president

Having not closed his eyes all night, Chu Feng was extremely sleepy, and planned to take a good night's sleep after returning home.

"Bah."

Gently opening the door, Chu Feng walked into the house, yawned, and planned to go back to the room to sleep.

"Chu Feng, you're back."

Before he had taken two steps, a voice suddenly called him.

Hearing this, Chu Feng subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

On the sofa, Yang Qing was sitting, seemingly waiting for him.

"Woke up?"

Chu Feng looked at Yang Qing and said hello.

"Ah."

Yang Qing responded, seeing that Chu Feng was in a mess, she put down the remote control in her hand, got up and walked towards Chu Feng.

When he came to Chu Feng's body, he found that Chu Feng's clothes and trousers were dirty, as if he had been in a war. He felt strange and asked Chu Feng, "What did you do last night? Why did you get so dirty?"

"what?"

Hearing this, Chu Feng glanced at him, saw that he was dirty all over, was startled, then raised his head and looked at Yang Qing embarrassingly, and said, "Did you drink last night, maybe you accidentally fell somewhere?"

"Drinking?"

Yang Qing made a strange sound, her nose twitched, but she didn't smell the slightest smell of alcohol on Chu Feng's body, her mouth couldn't help pouting, angry that Chu Feng lied to her.

But she didn't expose Chu Feng either. Seeing Chu Feng's tired face, she felt a little distressed, and said to Chu Feng, "It's good to be back, you go to sleep. Take off this dirty clothes on your body."

As he said that, he missed Chu Feng and walked to his room?
"okay."

Chu Feng glanced at Yang Qing suspiciously, not understanding what Yang Qing meant, but driven by his drowsiness, he still walked towards the room, entered the door, and saw the familiar big bed, Chu Feng felt that his eyelids could not even droop In a daze, he took off his clothes and threw them on the ground. He climbed onto the big bed, pulled off the quilt, and rolled directly into the bed.

After touching the pillow, within a few minutes, Chu Feng breathed evenly.

On the other side, after returning to the room, Yang Qing found the laundry detergent and took it to the bathroom.

Thinking that it would take some time for Chu Feng to fall asleep, she returned to the sofa and turned down the TV volume. After watching TV for half an hour, she reckoned that Chu Feng should be asleep, turned off the TV, and went to Chu Feng's room. go.

When she came to the door of the room, she stuck it on Chu Feng's bedroom door and listened. After hearing nothing, she gently pressed the doorknob. When she felt the door opened, she felt nervous inside, and then entered like a thief. into Chu Feng's bedroom.

As soon as she entered the door, she wrinkled her nose when she saw the clothes scattered on the ground, and sniffed her nose involuntarily when she smelled a faint smell of feet.

Looking at Chu Feng on the bed, she saw that Chu Feng had closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. She walked to the clothes on the floor, picked them up one by one and put them on her arms, and was about to wash them for Chu Feng. Then she glanced and saw Seeing the socks that Chu Feng dropped on the ground, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, but he still walked over holding his nose.

Picking up the socks on the ground, Yang Qing held his breath subconsciously, then quickly walked out of Chu Feng's bedroom with the clothes in his arms, and closed the door for Chu Feng along the way.

When she came to the bathroom, she put Chu Feng's clothes in the washbasin. She connected hot water, poured laundry detergent, and began to rub.

It took more than 40 minutes to wash Chu Feng's clothes. Yang Qing wrung out the washed clothes and hung them on the hangers on the balcony. sock.

"Stinky bastard, you don't even wash your feet!"

"It stinks, it stinks!"

While washing, Yang Qing complained about Chu Feng with a bitter face, and vowed to set a rule for Chu Feng in the future, he must wash his feet and socks every day!

After washing the socks and drying them, she looked at her work on the hanger and put her hips on her hips to look at it with satisfaction, but she was so awesome.

Afterwards, Yang Qing clapped her little hands and called her father to tell her father that Chu Feng had already returned, so there was no need to send someone to look for him.

—— Seeing that Chu Feng didn't come back last night, and she didn't call herself, she took the initiative to call because she was worried about Chu Feng's safety, but the response she got was that Chu Feng's phone had been turned off, which made Yang Qing feel more worried Quite a lot, and then she called Chu Feng again after waiting for half an hour, but Chu Feng's phone was still off, so Yang Qing called his father Yang Shihao and asked Yang Shihao to send someone to find Chu Feng.

"Come back with a tired face? What did that kid do last night?!"

Yang Shihao put down the morning tea in his hand and asked with a frown.

As a man, he thinks he understands some men's tricks. Chu Feng didn't come back all night, and even turned off his mobile phone. After returning, he was exhausted...

Connecting all these traces together, he came to a conclusion—that kid actually went to...!
Thinking of this, Yang Shihao was very angry. He could see that his daughter was interested in Chu Feng, but now Chu Feng ignored such a delicate daughter like him and went to spend time and wine instead. Is this kid blind? !

"I saw that his clothes and pants were dirty, and asked him what he was doing. He told me that he was drunk and fell down, but I didn't smell alcohol on his body... As for what he was doing, I can't guess."

Yang Qing shook his head, thinking that Chu Feng had lied to him, his little face was full of unhappiness.

"Hmph! Wait until that brat wakes up and tell him that I'll ask him for a crime in Fuxuan Building at five o'clock in the afternoon! Shameless, shameless!"

Thinking that the person his daughter had a crush on actually went to drink flower wine, Yang Shihao blew his beard and stared angrily.

"Dad, what are you doing!"

Realizing what his father meant, Yang Qing was very shy. She just felt that Yang Shihao at this moment looked like an old father-in-law scolding his son-in-law, and said to Yang Shihao coquettishly.

"Daughter, you don't need to worry about this matter, Dad, I'll make the decision for you!"

Hearing that his daughter understood what he meant, Yang Shihao simply said clearly.

He is very open-minded about his daughter's choice of boyfriend. He has no objection to his daughter's liking for Chu Feng. On the contrary, Chu Feng's force is very strong, and he is very pleasing to the eye.

However, if Chu Feng did that kind of thing before he was with his daughter, his daughter would have to suffer all kinds of grievances in the future?He must seek justice for his daughter!
"Okay, that's it. Dad has something to deal with here, so hang up the phone first."

At this time, seeing the chief military adviser come in hurriedly and winking to himself, Yang Shihao said something to Yang Qing and hung up the phone.

"What's the matter, old Chang, in such a hurry?"

After putting down the phone, Yang Shihao said to Chang Huaiyuan, the chief think tank.

"Lu Longjun is dead, and all his properties are blocked!"

Chang Huaiyuan told Yang Shihao the information he just got.

"What... what?"

Hearing this, Yang Shihao's face froze, and then he carefully examined the face of the chief think tank, and said, "No way, old Chang? Although the old Lu dog is not worth mentioning to me, but in the entire East China Sea, it is still a little Powerful, who is so capable, killed him overnight and sealed his property?"

"Lu Longjun is the largest drug manufacturer in the Yangtze River Delta!"

Chang Huaiyuan did not answer Lu Longjun's words, but released a shocking news.

"Um?!"

Yang Shihao sat up in shock, drug manufacturer?

No wonder that guy can flourish in just ten years.