golden wings

"Young Master...Little Master...Woooo..." Kajie's high-decibel voice made Feng Chengyi smile unconsciously.

This simple man always cares about each of them in his own way.

"Okay, okay, what happened to make you so sad?" If Feng Chengyi didn't know Kajie too well, he must think that this elderly middle-aged man escaped from a mental hospital at this time of!

"Woo... After the young master left, the young master swam in the swimming pool for more than an hour, and finally sneezed a lot. The young master said that it was because the young master was thinking about him, but it didn't take long for me to cook Well, when the ginger soup was given to the young master, the young master passed out. Later, when Fei Si came, he said that the young master had caught a cold for a day, that is, the young master had already caught a cold when the young master left, woo woo woo... what do you say, young master Is the young master burning out his brain, and he doesn't even know if he has a cold." In Kajie's heart, he already regarded Feng Chengyi as an abnormal person.

The young master has had a cold for a day.

Kajie's words kept echoing in Feng Chengyi's ears, and his heart suddenly felt very painful, Yu, you caught a cold and I was sleeping next to you, but I never noticed it, do you want me to worry, don't you want me to worry? I didn't say it because my determination was shaken, but did you let me fly?

Yes, I know that's the case, but Yu, do you know that you will make my heart hurt even more.

In my impression, Feng Chengyu only caught a cold twice, once because of quarreling with him, and this time also because of him.

Yu, is it because you love me too deeply or because I don't love you enough.

When I picked up the phone and was about to lock the door, my hand hesitated. I will keep the door for you every night.

Back on the bed again, Que couldn’t fall asleep, all he was thinking about was that man, he was sometimes domineering, sometimes gentle, sometimes mature, sometimes childish, each one was a beautiful landscape for Feng Chengyi .

No, Yu, it's not that I don't love you deeply enough, it's because I also love you too deeply, so I don't want to let myself have regrets in every day spent with you in the future.

Close your eyes and put everything in your heart. There are still important things waiting for him to do.

When I woke up in the morning, my eyes felt unspeakably tired. It may be because I slept too late yesterday. I went to the hall, opened the curtains, and looked at the endless grassland. Feng Chengyi had to lament the excellence of the designer who built this castle .

Standing here, you can see the whole castle into your eyes.

The mansion has 108 rooms, 5 game pools, and a 50-seat theater.From the 24K gold library floor to the hot marble driveway, it is extremely magnificent.There are squash courts, bowling and tennis courts.Among them, there are 11 acres of formal gardens, as well as woods, two guest buildings, stables, tennis courts, two outdoor swimming pools, three indoor swimming pools, squash courts, bowling rooms, cinemas, wine cellars, helicopters, etc. Fortunately, Extensive computer control technology is also used (purely fictional).No wonder everyone wants to be the patriarch of the Youen family, because being the patriarch of the Youen family is equivalent to owning these things. If he didn't have Fengcheng Yu, Fengchengyi would doubt whether he would be tempted by these things , No wonder Maupassant was so cautious on the way back, because now he is the owner of these things, and there should be many people outside who want to kill him and then quickly.

After washing everything, Feng Chengyi came to the fitting room, opened the closet, and there were brand new clothes designed according to his size, all of which were handmade. It seemed that the Youn family took great pains to like him. A lot of thought, these should be Maupassant's masterpiece, Feng Chengyi thought to himself.

Feng Chengyi usually likes some home sportswear, loose and comfortable, but he knows that today, as the leader of the Youn family, these clothes are far away from him.

The weather in New York in November was extremely cold. Although Feng Chengyi didn't know what the weather would be like today, since he came all the way yesterday, Feng Chengyi knew that it would definitely not be much worse.

Feng Chengyi took a khaki one-neck collar from the closet. The pure wool sweater had some thorns on it. Fortunately, Feng Chengyi had worn a vest before, and a pair of tight-fitting black leather pants on the lower body. It set off Xichang's legs more perfectly. If what Feng Chengyu wanted to do most at this time should be doing exercises on the bed, Feng Chengyi thought so, and found that he was thinking of that man again.

He casually put on a pair of black leather slippers on his feet and went downstairs.

"Master Yi." The servants called out in unison, Feng Chengyi raised his eyebrows in surprise, shouldn't he be called the patriarch?It was the old lady who ordered them in advance, or Maupassant had ordered them.

But none of this matters.

Sitting at the rectangular log dining table, the servants served breakfast immediately. They thought it was western food, but they didn't expect the usual gruel. As for these Fengcheng wings, Maupassant must have ordered them.

Just when I was about to eat, I heard Ouyang Liang come down in a hurry, but she was a little embarrassed when she reached Fengchengyi: "I chatted with Jun Meng too late yesterday, so I can't get up today."

Ouyang Liang has a very tall figure of 158 cm. She wears a pair of black fashion leggings, a black turtleneck sweater, and a golden chain around her waist. She looks very feminine.

Seeing Feng Chengyi staring straight at her, Ouyang Liang said with some embarrassment: "Isn't it okay for the president to hold it like this? The clothes in the closet are all of this type, and they seem to be very different from my usual ones."

"No." Feng Chengyi smiled: "This is very beautiful."

This sentence Feng Chengyi said was the truth, Ouyang Liang was originally pretty.

For Feng Chengyi's praise, although Ouyang Liang blushed a little, she still accepted it gladly.

"I hope today's breakfast is to your liking. The housekeeper of Fengcheng Villa told you about your taste." Maupassant also walked into the restaurant. As Uncle Ao's personal assistant, Maupassant's authority here is very huge.

"No, I'm very satisfied, but Jacka has babbled a lot." Feng Chengyi shrugged his shoulders, just to apologize, but he didn't mean to apologize.

Maupassant sat opposite to Ouyang Liang, because Feng Chengyi sat at the main seat, four people could sit on each side of the long table, one at each end, ten people in total.

"He's a very interesting housekeeper." Maupassant thought that when he asked Jacka about Feng Chengyi's living habits, the funny housekeeper talked a lot, and he really found it very interesting.

"Why didn't you see your great-grandmother?" Feng Chengyi asked pretending not to know, in fact, before he came to the Youen family, he had already dragged Mingyin to investigate the relationship of the Youen family very clearly, the old lady usually needed to rest her body I went to a private villa in the south, where the environment is relatively quiet. If it hadn’t been for Uncle Ao’s accident this time, I’m afraid the old lady would not come back. I didn’t expect that he just arrived in New York, and Mrs. Ya left, because he trusted him too much ?

No, I believe there might be, but Feng Chengyi knew that it was not his belief in him, but his belief in the man behind him, because the old lady believed that Feng Chengyu would not let anything happen to her.

It seems that the old lady has investigated the matter between him and Feng Chengyu very clearly. Even if the mysterious person did not call this time, the old lady would definitely ask him to take over the Youen family because of her cleverness. Although the old lady liked It was Feng Chengyu, but with Feng Chengyu's character, no one in the world could move him except Feng Chengyi.

Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy, Feng Chengyi thought amusedly.

"The old lady said that she went to the south to recuperate. She has not been in good health in recent years, maybe she is getting old." Maupassant told the truth, and Feng Chengyi had reason to believe that he had been approved by Maupassant. "However, the old lady explained that, Young Master Yi, you can do whatever you want. If she is here, you may feel embarrassed when you do things, Young Master."

Feng Chengyi nodded to express his understanding. Of course he can do whatever he wants, because even if he did something wrong, Feng Chengyu will take care of the aftermath for him. It’s just that you underestimate Feng Chengyi. If Feng Chengyi only lives in Fengcheng Feng Chengyi in Cheng Yu's arms, so how could that man who is as proud as a god like him fall in love with him.

However, although people's eyes are sharp, they will be blinded by the food in front of them, so this battle is destined to be won by Feng Chengyi, because they have already lost at the starting point.

The biggest taboo in combat is not to guess the enemy's strength before the starting point has begun.

"How will Master Yi plan to arrange the next itinerary?" Maupassant asked after finishing his breakfast.

It is noble etiquette to keep as quiet as possible during meals.

"Mr. Mo should have already arranged it for me, right?" Feng Chengyi picked up the napkin once again and wiped his mouth gracefully.

"Maupassant obeys your arrangement, Young Master Yi." Maupassant immediately revealed his identity seriously.

Feng Chengyi smiled, but there was no reaction: "Then go to the Youen Group, they must be tired from waiting." The casual sentence seemed casual, but Maupassant knew the majesty of this young man that no one could doubt.

"What about me?" Ouyang Liang looked at Feng Chengyi and asked.

"You." Feng Chengyi walked over, put his hands on Ouyang Liang's shoulders, and slowly moved his head to Ouyang Liang's ear, "Just be here as Feng Chengyi's fiancée." Outsiders see It was very ambiguous, but only they knew each other's meaning.

After that, Feng Chengyi handed Xiaoqing to Ouyang Liang, and left with Xiaobai in his arms, because Xiaoqing was smarter intellectually.

Then there was the sound of the car starting, and the car drove out slowly along the hot marble car. Today's weather is very good. It's already very cold in New York, USA, so I didn't see it from the car window. Snow Flower is a great honor to Feng Chengyi.

Dancing snowflakes is naturally a beauty in the world, but as Feng Chengyu said, Feng Chengyi is a person who doesn't understand sentimental feelings, so naturally he doesn't know how to appreciate it.

The building of Youn Group is built in the center of New York. Although the 88-story building is not the tallest, no one will doubt the wealth of the Youn Group, but look at the value inside the Youn Castle. The 39 billion US dollars and 7 million pounds mansion knows the wealth of the Ewing family.

The car stopped at the entrance of Youn Building, and five bodyguards on the left and right swarmed down and stood on both sides of Fengchengyi's car, and Maupassant got off next to the door of Fengchengyi's car and opened the door. The black handmade Italian Leather boots paired with tight leather pants, Feng Chengyi's outfit was very cool, first went to the hall on the first floor, took off the leather coat, and Maupassant took it over.

The people who entered and exited the hall on the first floor of this kind of ostentation, and the girls at the service desk all watched quietly, and forgot the work in hand for a moment. The short golden hair is not dazzling in the United States, but the golden eyes are indeed never seen. I've seen it before, and what makes my heart beat faster is that face that is more handsome than a star.

However, when everyone saw Maupassant next to Feng Chengyi, they immediately knew that this handsome young man was the new owner of the You En family.

Maupassant took Feng Chengyi directly to the patriarch's professional elevator. The conference room was on the 87th floor, and the 88th floor was the private office of the patriarch and Maupassant.

The elevator directly went up to the 87th floor. First came out 10 bodyguards, followed by Maupassant and Feng Chengyi. The competence of these bodyguards was beyond Feng Chengyi's expectation. No matter what they did, they always stood in the first position. , even in Youen Group, it is not difficult to rule out any danger in Fengchengyi.

It is meaningless for You Enao to accept the Youen family. After all, his surname is Youen, the son of Youn Sifanyi, but Fengchengyi is different. His surname is Fengcheng, and the relationship with the Youen family is a bit remote. , so almost no one would agree with the old lady's behavior this time.

Although everyone dared not say it clearly, there were many actions behind the scenes.

For example, everyone released the news of Eun Ao's disappearance.

Everyone used the network in their hands to cause the stock of Youen Group to plummet, and everyone deliberately gave up their business to the wrong group.

All of these showed that the board of directors objected to this young boy's acceptance of the position of the patriarch of the Youen family, and at the same time they were waiting to see this young boy's good show, but they forgot that this young man's name was Feng Chengyi, and they forgot that this young man It represents everything in the Fengcheng family, and represents the existence of that god-like man. If they had thought of this before taking action, instead of being blinded by the fame and desire in front of them, then the battle would not end so quickly .

The door of the meeting room was pushed open, and the lively meeting room suddenly fell silent. Maupassant's tall figure first appeared in everyone's sight, followed by Feng Chengyi's slender figure, and then heard a "bang" , The bodyguard closed the door of the meeting room.

None of the people present had seen Feng Chengyi before, except for Euntriko. For a moment, they couldn't help being curious about how young this golden boy was, and what surprised everyone was the pet in his arms. He became disdainful, and actually brought his pet to the conference room of Youn Group for a meeting.

Under everyone's curiosity, precautions, vigilance and disdain, Feng Chengyi came to the exclusive position of the patriarch.

"Mr. Colette." Maupassant frowned and looked at Eun Colette, who was sitting on the patriarch's seat. His behavior today was an act of open rebellion and contempt for the patriarch.

"Don't you Chinese say that respecting the old and caring for the young are good virtues?" Eunkerit looked at Feng Chengyi with a provocative face. Last night Feng Chengyi made him lose face, and today he insisted on getting it back Save face.

Feng Chengyi smiled sarcastically, but he didn't expect Eun Kerrit to be so ignorant.

"Master Yi?" Maupassant turned his gaze to Fengcheng Wu.