Chapter 145

"You mean to say, who asked you to kiss me." Cheng ran looked angry and couldn't help wiping his wet mouth. He felt his tongue numb.

"If you ask me to change my wife later, I'll kiss until you don't say that."

It's the first time that Feng moye talks to Cheng ran with such a firm attitude.

Cheng Ran is probably not used to it for a while. She usually can't slip her mouth. Her brain is blank. She doesn't know what to say, but her unyielding character doesn't allow her to say nothing.

Finally, only a few words burst out of his mouth.

"You are a scoundrel!"

"The scoundrel is also your husband."

Feng moye's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows and corners of his eyes were rippling with a smile. He rarely saw Cheng ran so embarrassed. His cheeks were bulging. I was afraid it really made her breathing difficult just now. At the moment, his face was red and looked playful and lovely.

Cheng Ran is dying of impatience, carrying her own things.

"I won't tell you. I'll go back to my room."

As soon as she got back to the room, she immediately locked the door and leaned against the door panel with a long sigh of relief.

It should have been concealed, but it can't be taken lightly. Feng moye can't put down his suspicion of her so soon.

This man is best at acting. When you see him smiling on the surface, there may be some conspiracy in his mind.

Just like just now, she thought he was afraid of his foot pain and deliberately sat her on the handrail. As a result, he just wanted to get words out of her mouth.

It's hateful.

Looking at these bags of clothes, she was not in the mood to watch them again. She bought them to cope with him.

Feng moye originally wanted to go back to his room. At this time, Che Jin came back from the outside and walked to Feng moye with a serious face.

"Mr. Feng, there's something wrong."

"Go to the study." Feng moye had to change his way and follow Che Jin into the study.

The man sat on the chair, his legs straight and slender, and the mist was dense in his eyes.

"Did you find anything?"

"I checked my wife's whereabouts. Two hours before we met President Huang, my wife went shopping in Qun Guang street, and then went to the hot spring museum to soak in hot springs."

Feng moye frowned, "do you mean she went to all these places?"

"Yes, and your wife swiped your card. You should receive a text message."

There should be nothing wrong with that.

This is what Feng moye is strange about: "I gave her this card when she first entered the house, and then I checked that all the consumption under her name is based on her own salary. Do you think people like her will suddenly brush recklessly with my card?"

Che Jin also heard something wrong: "it doesn't seem to be in line with the wife's character, but we don't have any superfluous evidence to prove that the woman who appeared in the coffee shop is her, and her appearance is indeed different."

Feng moye's slender fingers moved the watch on his wrist, and his dark eyes were full of sharp edges.

"I heard of this special medical skill a few years ago, which was called Yirong in ancient times. However, this technology has a high gold content and can not be learned by ordinary people. It can easily change people's face shape and facial features to completely shape a different face."

Che Jin was surprised: "and this!"

Then he paused for two seconds and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Mr. Feng, you don't mean to say that my wife happens to be able to change face with particularly high gold content."

Feng moye bends his fingers and taps on the table. His eyes are complex.

"I'm not sure. After all, this thing is a legend. I haven't really seen it."

"If my wife really knows how to change her appearance, isn't she better than you?" Che Jin coughed softly, "can you interview Mr. Feng? What do you think about your daughter-in-law? Do you feel inferior?"

Feng moye glanced coldly at Che Jin: "she is my wife, my woman. Fat water doesn't flow into outsiders' fields. What do I have to feel inferior? I'm very proud, okay?"

Whose daughter-in-law is as powerful as my family?

Che Jin threw a basin of cold water on President Feng's head: "but your project was taken to your wife and cut off. Will others laugh?"

"If you ask such a non golden question again, you can get out."

"Yes." Che Jin quickly lowered his head.

Feng moye thought for a moment: "recently, you focus on checking He Chuan and see who he will contact. Maybe you can find out."

"I see." Che Jin's feet are running big for this matter recently.

He has been with President Feng for so many years and has never seen anything difficult to overcome him. It is this wife, like a fog, that makes people unable to see or touch, which is difficult to do.

When Feng moye returns to his room, Cheng Ran is already asleep. He glances at the suit coat on the hanger. The tag on it has not been torn. It should have been bought for herself when she was shopping today.

If she really bought it for herself, he would be very happy. If she just bought it for him to hide something, then

Then he has to work harder and let his wife send gifts to him sincerely.

He got up, went to the bedside table, took out the medical box, carefully lifted the quilt gently upward, and exposed Cheng Ran's white feet. She was so white that her feet were so white.

It's just that the wound on her heel hasn't been treated yet. She's really worried. At least she disinfected and fell asleep.

He opened the medical box, took out the disinfectant and anti-inflammatory drugs, and did a series of treatment with a cotton swab. Cheng ran actually woke up from the moment he pushed the rooms away.

Since she was a child, she had a shallow sleep. Any sound would disturb her. Especially now that she is closed, she is still on guard against Feng moye.

At the beginning, when Feng moye held her ankle, her conditioned reflex wanted to give him a foot, but she held it back. It seemed that he just wanted to treat his wound.

She accidentally knocked it when she showed her unique skills today. That pair of shoes is really hard to wear.

It may hurt a little at first. It should be spraying disinfectant. If it's an ordinary person, she may cry out in pain, but she won't. her endurance is also strong. She exercised when she was a child, because she was often bullied at that time. It seems that she has learned a truth for a long time.

It's not that you cry, it's not that you don't hurt if you yell. On the contrary, it will let those who bully you find your weakness and make more progress.

Since then, she decided to cover up her emotions. Even if it was pain, she would endure it and not let others see her weakest side.

But why did she not have the original vigilance towards Feng moye now? I can't say no, at least it's much smaller than before, but it's a miracle for her.

She doesn't know what will happen with Feng moye in the future. She is both worried and looking forward to it.