Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

At the same time, as Feng He finished speaking, the office of Song Chongjiang, who was far away in the Song Group, also fell silent.

Song Chongjiang thought about what he had just heard, "I only like someone like Song Chongjiang, and I only want to marry someone like Song Chongjiang."

There was no way to suppress the joyful laughter that had already rolled to the corners of his throat and mouth.

Little liar, I don't feel that you like me at all.

That's what they said, but people who know Song Chongjiang know that this is the most genuine and hearty laugh they have ever seen him laugh.

Feng He originally thought that she would see Chen Fengze's expression of giving up, but unexpectedly, Chen Fengze didn't seem surprised at all, and didn't even have any expression at all.

Feng He was puzzled as to why Chen Fengze had no expression at all.

[……]That’s because you didn’t know that when you used Song Chongjiang as a shield, your circle of friends was posted about it.

Chen Fengze did not respond to Feng He's words, but said something that Feng He thought was irrelevant.

"I prepared a graduation gift for you. It's a VIP annual card for a boutique snack shop. I topped it up for four years."

Feng He was stunned. He knew the boutique snack shop because the snacks Chen Fengze had fed him before were all of that brand.

Feng He also checked and found that ordinary people simply couldn't afford it.

It's okay to indulge in it occasionally, but it can't be used as a daily snack.

"This...this must be so expensive..." Feng He murmured to herself.

Chen Fengze smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not expensive. If you want to eat snacks during your four years in college, you can just go and get them. You don't have to pay. I opened the card in your name. Just tell me the last digit of your mobile phone number when the time comes."

Feng He just stared at Chen Fengze blankly, because he thought Chen Fengze was so handsome.

After a long while, he finally smiled a bubbling smile of happiness.

This smile seemed to be materialized, and Fenghe's background board turned into a string of colorful bubbles.

Chen Fengze coughed twice uncomfortably when Feng He looked at him. He felt that his gift was very mature.

This must be the maturity that Feng He likes, and he is trying hard to move towards this direction.

Feng He felt that since Chen Fengze gave him such a big gift, he should say something nice.

"I wish you success in your studies abroad, happiness every day, and delicious food and drinks."

Feng He racked her brains but could only think of this much. After the college entrance examination, her brain had degenerated.

But Chen Fengze was very happy to hear this, he laughed heartily. He was a sunny boy.

"Okay, I hope you're happy every day."

After meeting Chen Fengze, Feng He went to the boutique snack shop. He planned to grab a big bag of snacks and take them to Song Chongjiang's office to eat slowly.

Although there are also a lot of snacks in Song Chongjiang’s office.

[You can't chew too much.]

Feng He: ...Can you speak?

*

Feng He went to work as usual the next day. He always felt that Song Chongjiang was in a good mood today.

Because before, Song Chongjiang's aura was calm and restrained, exuding a sense of strength. But today, he was cheerful, and one could feel his good mood from a distance.

After arriving at the office, Feng He took out the snacks he brought from her schoolbag.

Others brought briefcases to work, but Fenghe brought her own schoolbag because she didn't have one and didn't want to buy one.

With Feng He's thin figure and the schoolbag on her back, people would believe she was a junior high school student.

"Come with me to a party next week."

Song Chongjiang said as he turned on his computer.

"Oh, good."

Feng He naturally agreed.

Before he knew it, he had been working in Song Chongjiang's company for almost a month. It would only be two weeks until school started next week.

On the day of the banquet, Feng He was taken by Song Chongjiang to one of his apartments to change clothes.

Because Feng He didn't have formal clothes, Song Chongjiang prepared suitable clothes for him.

Song Chongjiang’s private apartment doesn’t look like him, and is completely different in style from the lounge at the company.

Although Song Chongjiang's company's lounge has been equipped with several cute pillows because of him.

Thinking of this, Feng He touched his nose guiltily.

"Mr. Song, your home is so cozy! Is this where you lived before you went back to the Song family?"

Feng He was curious and couldn't help asking Song Chongjiang.

"Yeah." Song Chongjiang only said a short word.

Then, without waiting for Feng He to say anything, Song Chongjiang went straight into a room and took out a white suit.

The white suit was too small and didn't fit Song Chongjiang's broad hands. But the size was obviously Feng He's.

"How come you have clothes of my size at home?" Feng He asked puzzledly, and they were placed in the room.

"I had someone prepare it before."

"Oh."

Feng He didn't think about it too much. He thought it was prepared by his assistant after it was confirmed that he would attend the banquet with Song Chongjiang.

Feng He went to the bathroom to change his clothes. The leather shoes were also prepared for him by Song Chongjiang. Without exception, these things were very fitting, as if they were tailor-made for him.

Feng He just felt that Song Chongjiang's assistants were very capable.

Except him, of course.

After changing her clothes, Feng He wanted to find Song Chongjiang, but the person who was in the hall just now was nowhere to be found.

Feng He had no choice but to go look for it.

He pushed open the door of a bedroom, and before he looked for Song Chongjiang, he was attracted by the environment in the bedroom.

There is no other reason, it’s just that this bedroom is exactly Feng He’s ideal bedroom and he likes this style very much.

The bedroom floor is covered with a thick cashmere carpet. The bed in the middle is very large and the bedding on it is also in cartoon style, with bright and cute colors. There is a vase on the table in the room, with bright and colorful flowers in it.

The whole room is very warm and has a fairy-tale style.

Feng He was admiring the room in a daze when suddenly Song Chongjiang's voice came from behind her.

"What are you doing there?"

Feng He was startled and closed the door awkwardly.

"No...no. I didn't see you just now and was looking for you."

Song Chongjiang didn't say anything. He naturally took Feng He's hand and led him out of the apartment.

Feng He was so immersed in the guilt of being caught peeking into someone else's house that she didn't notice that there was anything wrong with her action.

Song Chongjiang just felt that when he saw Feng He wearing the suit just now, it was like seeing a beautiful elf, a pure little angel, a lover with whom he would exchange rings at the wedding in the future.

It's all his.

The banquet was held in the banquet hall of a five-star hotel. The banquet was held to celebrate Sun Luofan’s 26th birthday.

With the support of the Song family, the Sun family's business has grown bigger and bigger, so the birthday party for the eldest daughter of the Sun family naturally cannot be shabby.

Sun Luofan is a famous lady from a noble family in the capital, and she is first-rate in both appearance and talent.

This is also the major reason why she has become the first choice for future matrons of countless families.

But she seemed to only like the young patriarch of the Song family.

But this is normal, after all, they are childhood sweethearts.

And what kind of person is the head of the Song family? Ordinary people can hardly match him. He can only be looked up to.