The white moonlight gl

Father Feng and Feng Qingliu were confused by the current situation.

Feng's father did not expect that Bai Wanjun would divorce him because of this incident, and Feng Qingshui, who had always been obedient and soft, suddenly became resolute and firm, and so did Feng Qingliu.

The impression Bai Wanjun gave him was that she was gentle and dignified. She was very good at measuring, and she always treated him and Feng Qingshui equally.

The handsome face was a little embarrassed, Feng Qingliu forcibly suppressed it, and suppressed anger for no reason, and said to Feng Qingshui.

"Qingqing, don't be so childish. What kind of society is it now? Mo Rantong just let you stay with her for three months. After three months, no one will care about you. If you feel shameless, what's the deal with others?" If it's too ugly, then you can just treat it as a short-term relationship, it's up to you."

Feng Qingliu, who changed girlfriends faster than changing clothes, always felt that this was a business that was sure to make money without losing money.

He couldn't understand the reactions of Bai Wanjun and Feng Qingshui at all.

In his view, they are hypocritical.

Feng Qingshui and Bai Wanjun: "..."

"Well, why did my brother become so hypocritical, just now I said that Mo Rantong and I liked each other, but in a blink of an eye, my brother described me as a business partner?... Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that my brother is also very clear, Mo Rantong Hitomi doesn't like me, so she just wanted to take revenge and humiliate me?"

When it comes to talk, Feng Qingshui thinks that she is not inferior to anyone, and put her head on Bai Wanjun's shoulder, Feng Qingshui groaned and groaned a few times in comfort, and said leisurely: "Also, brother, figure it out, I'm not being childish, but why, what is the reason?...The Feng family belongs to my brother, and the Feng family belongs to my brother. Why should I sacrifice myself to help my brother clean up troubles? Is it because of my brother's face?...Brother It’s too self-righteous, I’m a human, a living person, I’m not some kind of marionette, I need my brother to arrange for me to do things?”

"you."

Never expected that Feng Qingshui would become so eloquent. Feng Qingliu missed her innocent and foolish younger sister.

"Qingqing, don't worry, the Feng family has your share, and you are also my child." It turns out that the crux of the matter is that the Feng family urgently needs to cooperate with the Mo family, and Feng Huaian can distinguish the seriousness from this point.

Feng Qingshui blinked, she thought Feng's father, Feng Qingliu, was very funny, and she really laughed out afterwards.

"Hahahaha Dad, you and your brother are too funny. My brother had a second stroke and felt that the whole world was going to revolve around him. As for you, you touched yourself and thought that you had given me some shares because of your kindness. It's enough to make me feel grateful and heartbroken, but I don't need it, Dad, I'm not very greedy, as long as I have enough money, if my mother has money, I just need to hug my mother's thigh tightly, why should I wrong myself? "

Seeing her brother with the second illness staring at her angrily, Feng Qingshui rolled her eyes and said: "Feng Qingliu, to be honest, I have tolerated you for a long time, what kind of brother are you? Since you were young, you have treated you casually." A girlfriend is better than me, let alone those friends and brothers of yours?... I can bear your hypocrisy, and I can bear it if you are perfunctory. By the way, you still owe me money, zero and zero There are probably a few million in total, when are you going to pay it back?"

"Oh, I don't plan to pay it back, I think that's what I should do, right?"

"Oh, Feng Qingliu, what's your brain, when did I feel sorry for you? Believe it or not, I'll pay you right now, let your girlfriend wear a cuckold for you, and have sex with other men in front of your face ,bed?"

"Hey, if you dislike my childishness, then you must be very angry, and you won't mind if your girlfriend gives you a green hat for money, profit, or buying you drinks, right?"

"Feng Qingliu, you should be able to forgive her, right?"

Feng Qingliu: "..."

Feng Huaian and Bai Wanjun: "..."

Feng Qingshui: "By the way, the same sentence, my mother is rich, so even if you double-standard, dislike your girlfriend's dirtyness, it's useless to dump your girlfriend, you change one, I'll smash one, overnight If you get hundreds of thousands of happy hands, your girlfriend won't be so childish, don't you agree?"

A few times of childishness in a row, Feng Qingliu almost couldn't look directly at the word, her chest heaved violently, Feng Qingliu stared at Feng Qingshui.

I choked for a while.

Bai Wanjun was also very surprised by Feng Qingshui's eloquence, but she quickly reacted and said with a final word.

"Okay, that's the end of the conversation. It's useless to say anything else. Feng Huaian, I will bring someone to pick up Qingqing's and mine tomorrow. See you now."

Influenced by the Bai family, Bai Wanjun possessed the nobility and pride in the bones of a literati, and took Feng Qingshui's hand, got up from the sofa, and walked outside.

Bai Wanjun is determined to divorce Feng Huaian.

"Mr. Wan."

Feng Huai was in a hurry.

"Father, stop shouting. You've made mom and me sad. Goodbye." Feng Qingshui waved at Feng's father as she walked, with a polite smile on her face, without any hint of sadness.

Outside the door, Uncle Liu was carrying Feng Qingshui's pink suitcase, with an embarrassed expression on his face, obviously overhearing his/their conversation.

With a chuckle, Feng Qingshui took Bai Wanjun's arm affectionately, and said, "Go to the garage, Uncle Liu, do you have the backup key?"

"Yes, yes."

A face was abnormally distorted, and Uncle Liu felt that the day had changed too quickly.

"Yeah, I don't know how to drive. Mom, what do you know? It seems that I have to take the time to get a driver's license in China. No, my mother has money. We can hire drivers, part-time workers, and cooks. Hey, mom is so kind, a child with a mother is a treasure, and Feng Qingliu's second grader is going to be a grass."

Chattering around the car, Bai Wanjun's mouth twitched, speechless.

The main house of the Bai family is a quadrangle courtyard with a simple exterior and a quiet interior. Because of Bai Wanjun's aestheticism, the Bai residence was rebuilt by her personally. It combines modern and ancient times, and has all the necessary facilities. It is much more comfortable than an apartment.

Bai Wanjun was going to deal with a series of matters such as divorce, while Feng Qingshui was just lying on the sofa watching TV and eating sunflower seeds doing nothing.

The contact information of Feng's father and Feng Qingliu was deleted by her, and blocked by her. After some operations, Feng Qingshui was completely at ease.

...

Phoenix house.

Matters were prioritized, Father Feng had no choice but to call Mo Rantong with a shy face after negotiating with Feng Qingliu to no avail.

"President Mo."

No one dared to underestimate Mo Rantong, a businessman, marketer, newcomer, and sharp man. His elegant face was a little stiff. Feng Huaian stood in front of the French window and said with a sneer, "Cough, I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, that kid Qingqing." Rather arrogant, unwilling, you see, can you change the conditions, I can make some more profits here."

"..."

"President Mo? President Mo?"

"Why not?"

The woman's voice was very cold, Feng Huaian's heart trembled, she didn't know how to reply.Why is Qingqing unwilling? Isn't this well known by both parties.No matter what Mo Rantong meant, it seemed that he was surprised by Qingqing's rejection.

Feng Huai'an is silent here, and Mo Rantong is also very stubborn. He wants an answer, but the brain circuits of the two are obviously not on the same channel. Five seconds, ten seconds, one minute, two minutes, No one spoke on both sides, Feng Huai'an's forehead twitched, and cold sweat was about to flow down.

"President Mo?"

"..."

"Hehe, I thought you hung up the phone. Then President Mo, it's about cooperation. Let's take some time to talk about it in detail, shall we?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

Feng Huaian: "..." I really can't answer your words.

In the quiet and solemn meeting room of Mo's headquarters, everyone looked at the black-haired woman above them without daring to breathe. It was not until the woman put down her phone and continued coldly that the atmosphere relaxed.

The deep and deep eyes were full of annoyance, until the end of the meeting, Mo Ran's pupils remained the same, sitting without saying a word.

"Hey, President, I'm going to a banquet."

Zhang Shuiyan is Mo Rantong's chief assistant, one of her confidantes, tall, with a gentle face and golden eyes, but actually very shrewd.

Seeing that Mo Rantong seemed to have forgotten the upcoming itinerary and just sat there blankly, he coughed lightly as a reminder.

Mo Rantong trembled her eyelashes, she glanced at Zhang Shuiyan beside her, then lowered her head: "She doesn't want to."

Um?Who wouldn't?For a moment, Zhang Shuiyan was a little confused, but his excellent business ability made him correct his attitude immediately.

Soon, he found the key point.

"Well, it shouldn't be. Didn't the president say that the reason why you and Miss Feng broke up at the beginning was because of your cleanliness and obsession with keeping Miss Feng away from you, and because Miss Feng is going to study abroad?...Then now that Miss Feng is back Yes, your cleanliness is almost on the mend, why?"

Looking at Mo Rantong's lifeless eyes, Zhang Shuiyan choked. Well, the president of his family is so abnormal because he doesn't know.

Based on the limited conditions, Zhang Shuiyan deduced the most probable and reasonable reason, and Zhang Shuiyan thought and guessed.

"Is it because she doesn't know what the president is doing? You feed, drink, sleep, pay for money, work hard for people, and pack yourself up. Logically speaking, shouldn't Ms. Feng be very moved?"

Mo Rantong still looked at Zhang Shuiyan dumbly.

"Okay, Feng's should not be so unreliable. They really need Mo's capital injection. Now, it seems that there is only one possibility left."

Speaking of this, Zhang Shuiyan swallowed his saliva, and he looked at Mo Rantong tremblingly, and said that terrible deduction: "Could it be that Miss Feng's taste has changed, and she doesn't like yours anymore?"

After all, Ms. Feng sounds like a very nice and outstanding person, and for such a good person, there must be many people who will follow her and pursue her. Therefore, after so many years, maybe Ms. Feng is already pleasing to the eye.

Mo Rantong: "..."

The pupils shrank violently, and the light in Mo Ran's pupils changed rapidly, and finally fixed on the bright determination.

"like."

Word by word, very sure, Mo Rantong looked at Zhang Shuiyan, and repeated: "She, like, like, yes."

Zhang Shuiyan: "..." Where does your confidence come from?

...

In the evening, Bai Wanjun came back and asked Feng Qingshui: "Have you eaten yet?"

"I ordered takeaway, Mom, do you think I should find a job?" A pair of black eyes blinked, and Feng Qingshui collapsed on the sofa, her spirits high.

Bai Wanjun smiled: "Don't you want to hug your mother's thigh?"

Feng Qingshui replied heartlessly: "Yes, but after a long time, you will dislike me. I have to make plans for myself in advance."

"..."

Thinking in her heart that this is her daughter, her daughter, and her own, Bai Wanjun sat beside Feng Qingshui and said.

"Don't worry, I don't have time to dislike you. Before, because I had to take care of my family, I couldn't participate in many exhibitions, but it's different now. Once this matter is over, I will fly everywhere."

Feng Qingshui groaned, she knew that Bai Wanjun was very famous in the painting circle, and she had heard a lot of similar words since she was a child.