After worrying about other people's affairs, Lu Wanwan's mind turned, and then he remembered that he was here to find Feng Yi'an today.

"It's just Jin Bozhi's fault, let him make such a fuss, I forgot to ask serious things! Have you thought of a way? You can't just let it go, right? If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that there are not many people who send charcoal in the snow, but there are many people who rob while the fire is hot!"

As soon as Lu Wanwan's voice fell, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Feng Yi'an with a mysterious face.

"Since the accident, in addition to Jin Bozhi, how many people have taken the initiative to send you warmth and love?"

Feng Yi'an listened to Lu Wanwan's weird tone, couldn't help but chuckle, turned his head to look at him, and replied with a smug look on his face.

"Silly girl, what do you think...... Is your husband someone who needs someone to send warmth and love? This is just a small episode, and I have not yet dealt with this matter, not because I have no way to solve the problem, but because I have been prepared for everything. What do you mean by that, yes, let the bullets fly for a while!"

Feng Yi'an is used to seeing all kinds of women, arrogant, arrogant, capable, beautiful, and vicious, but these women generally have a common problem in front of her, that is, they are too good at looking at his face!

How to say it, in fact, being able to look at the face is not a disadvantage, but even an advantage. Especially at work, this should be considered an advantage.

However, such daughters are too face-painted, no matter what their essence is, but as long as they face Feng Yi'an, they will all become the same.

If you have to make a metaphor for what these women use, Feng Yi'an thinks that they are like those porcelain placed in the showroom of Old Lady Feng's house.

These porcelains have different shapes, each one is finely carved, and the glaze and painting on it are even more beautiful.

It was as if he had seen all the women he had ever seen, each of them was a thousand faces, beautiful, each of them had their own characteristics, and each one was different.

But, in the end, no matter how beautiful and valuable they are, they are just porcelain! Broken and mixed with water, they are a pile of mud!

In essence, there is no difference between them!

And Feng Yi'an is not an antique lover, he doesn't like to collect these porcelain with different characteristics, he is more like a connoisseur, in this life, he just wants to find the one who is different, and is not a dead thing in essence!

Fortunately, he met him in his lifetime, when he was in the prime of life, and this lively person was Lu Wanwan!

Feng Yi'an sometimes feels that he is like a person with Stockholm syndrome, he likes to see Lu Wanwan talking in a weird way, and he also likes to see him hurt his hand because he pinched his arm, and secretly tightened his nose and eyes.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, Lu Wanwan is also a piece of porcelain, and it is still the kind of crude porcelain that is not very valuable.

However, it doesn't matter, what is always needed is that in Feng Yi'an's eyes, except for Lu Wanwan, who is a normal woman who can talk, laugh, lose her temper and make trouble, the others ...... It's just walking porcelain!

From the perspective of human reproduction in a hurry, if there is nothing left in this world except for men, there is only a bunch of emotionless porcelain, and Lu Wanwan is a woman, then Feng Yi'an's choice is really reasonable!

"Boom!" Lu Wanwan muttered in a disdainful whisper.

However, if you are joking, you still have to make it clear as soon as possible, although Lu Wanwan doesn't know where Feng Yi'an's confidence comes from, but she can see clearly how serious the news that was rumored today is to Anning International!

Otherwise, Jin Bozhi would not let go of such an important matter in his hands, and rushed to Feng Yi'an in a hurry to ask him if he needed help!

"Have you really thought of a way? What is it, tell me quickly! Let me also have a long experience, and learn your clever methods from Mr. An!"

Feng Yi'an was amused by Lu Wanwan's half-serious and half-joking words, nodded very helpfully, and said with a serious look.

"Well, this attitude is right! Dasha girl, you can teach your son! Then I will not hesitate to teach you, and I will also teach you a little general operation to solve the crisis!"

Lu Wanwan looked at Feng Yi'an's self-esteemed and smug face, and had already pasted his face on the biggest pillow in the house, and then greeted him with a military fist on the pillow, and felt a lot more comfortable!

After these surging inner activities, Lu Wanwan was still able to control her facial expressions very well, holding her chin in her hands, looking very curious, blinking a pair of big eyes, looking at Feng Yi'an innocently.

"I want to hear about it!"

"Speaking of the solution to the problem this time......

Feng Yi'an dragged out the end and deliberately sold a pass, just when Lu Wanwan's patience was about to be exhausted by him, he accepted it when he saw it, and continued.

"It's very simple, silly girl, think about it, what is your identity now, and you will know why I don't worry at all!"

Lu Wanwan was stunned by Feng Yi'an, her current identity is Mrs. Feng, the young grandmother of the Feng family, a married woman who gave birth to two little troublemakers?

Don't...... What other mysterious background does she have, does she not know herself, and she is named An Qimen Qing'er?

Lu Wanwan couldn't help but pout, "What is my identity? Don't you want to make up a beautiful fairy tale and tell the people of the world that I have a mysterious, rich father who has not yet recognized each other, right?"

Feng Yi'an was so angry by Lu that she almost didn't have a mouthful of old blood sprayed directly on her face!

"Wanwan, I'll never call you a stupid girl again......! Is it because I say every day that you are stupid and you are unhappy, so you grit your teeth and stomp your feet, in order to be angry with me, you have to be stupid and clear, so that I can realize my own mistake?"

Lu Wanwan gritted her teeth, a pair of apricot eyes were wide open, her pink fists were clenched, and she waved her two intimidating little fists at Feng Yi'an.

"Feng Yi'an, don't toast or eat and drink! Don't forget what Yang Yang and Tongtong told you, it's a terrible thing for your mother to lose her temper!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I'll just say, now, immediately, right away! Great Sage, you have received the supernatural powers first! Let's have something to say!"