Feng Chengyu looked at her for a while, the words in his stomach were full of sorrow, and when he came out, there was only one sentence left: "Don't go out easily recently." ”

Realizing why he would say such a thing, the expression on Ding Dong's face was a little nervous.

"What's wrong?" she asked, looking him in the eye.

Feng Chengyu's hand slowly slid down her silky hair, gentle and soothing, and her tone sounded soft, "It's okay." ”

Ding Dong knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so he looked at him for a long time and didn't force him to say it.

Li Man's incident disrupted Feng Chengyu's normal routine, he didn't close his eyes all night, and he only took a short nap after returning to the Xiang Pavilion.

When he was sleeping, Ding Dong didn't dare to disturb him, and locked himself in his room to read the exam book.

Feng Chengyu never has an alarm clock, and the biological clock seems to have its own memory, which can always wake him up at the most appropriate time.

When he woke up, he glanced at the time, half past nine, and had only slept for two hours.

But it was enough, and the tiredness of last night faded away, and he got up, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went out.

As he passed by the living room, he saw the closed door of the study, paused, and finally did not go in to disturb her.

Ding Xiaowei had just come down from the upstairs with his painting tools on his back, his steps were hurried, and he paused slightly when he passed by, and then whispered "early" before leaving in a hurry.

Feng Xiaochuan sat at the door and read the morning newspaper, and when he saw that he was going out with the car keys, he twisted his eyebrows in confusion, "Didn't you go to work today?"

The old man didn't know what happened last night, Feng Chengyu went down the steps without changing his face, and replied with a different expression: "Just go." ”

"It's rare to see you wake up late. Feng Xiaochuan was happy, shook the newspaper in his hand, and the smile on his face was almost like a flower, "In the end, he is a young man, he can toss, and he doesn't know when he will be able to hug his great-grandson." ”

Feng Chengyu didn't refute out loud, there was always a place in his heart that was blocked, so he couldn't be interested.

He left the Xiangguan so silently, and the black car drove away from the garage quietly.

Feng Xiaochuan twisted his eyebrows and looked at the taillights of the car that were gone, feeling a little strange, but he didn't say anything in the end.

At the DOS headquarters, Lin Sen was already waiting in front of the office, and when he saw Feng Chengyu coming up from the exclusive elevator, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Found?"

The expression on Lin Sen's face was a little anxious, obviously he had already received the news, Feng Chengyu only glanced at it, and he had already come to a conclusion.

The owner's name is Mu Lingchu, 26 years old, overseas Chinese, settled in country M for more than 20 years, returned to China two months ago, and is currently living in city A. Lin Sen lowered his head and followed Feng Chengyu, and said such a paragraph in a very fast tone, and then did not say anything more.

Noticing his sudden silence, Feng Chengyu paused and looked sideways slightly, and asked in a flat tone, "What?"

Lin Sen quickly raised his head and glanced at his expression, and immediately as if he had made up his mind, he said stubbornly: "When I went to Country M four years ago to deal with the overseas affairs left by your father, I noticed this person. ”

Feng Chengyu frowned lightly.

"He had a relationship with my father?"

He asked, his tone tinged with a coldness that he didn't even notice.

"When Mr. Feng Junhua was alive, he provided Mu Lingchu with a large amount of funds, and the name of the money was donation. Your father also used to donate to the poor in previous years, but I read the statement from country M at that time, and the direction of this money was very normal, so I didn't pay attention to it. ”

While speaking, the two had already entered the president's office.

Feng Chengyu sat down in his seat, lowered his head, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, a little irritable.

This Mu Lingchu is only two years younger than him, he was funded by Feng Junhua in his early years, and he has been living in country M, and he only came to City A recently, and called Li Man at about eleven o'clock last night, and then Li Man committed suicide by taking medicine.

Finally...... Why?

He couldn't figure it out for a moment, his mind was full of possibilities, and he was exhausted.

Is he friend or foe? At present, it seems that the possibility of being an enemy is relatively high.

He was thinking carefully when the phone rang faintly outside the office, which was the landline of the assistant's office.

Lin Sen left the president's office and went to answer the phone next door.

A minute later, he returned to the president's office with a somewhat cryptic expression on his face.

Feng Chengyu frowned and looked over.

"Mr. Feng, the front desk called. Lin Sen swallowed his saliva and paused before continuing: "I said that there is a person named Mu Lingchu downstairs who wants to see you." ”

Feng Chengyu raised his eyes to look at him, his dark eyes were full of emotion, deep and dark, making people unable to understand what he was thinking.

After a while, he gave the order: "Let him come up." ”

He would like to meet this Mu Lingchu to see who he is sacred.

When the man named Mu Lingchu was taken upstairs, his face was full of ambition.

Just now, he said to the front desk downstairs: "Tell your boss, my name is Mu Lingchu, and he will meet me." ”

If it weren't for that, the other party would obviously not even report it.

And now, sitting on the leather couch in the president's office, he looks around the frighteningly large office, his dark eyes full of inquiry and unadorned sarcasm.

Feng Chengyu sat in his seat and looked at the young man with a blank face.

Mu Lingchu is about the same height as him, wearing a dark shirt and trousers, probably due to perennial ultraviolet exposure, his skin is not white. But just sitting there, there is also a compelling aura around the body that is difficult to ignore, with a bit of solemnity, which makes people feel cold.

His sleeves were casually rolled up, revealing the muscles of his arms. From the time he entered the office to the present, there has always been a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, between mockery and politeness, which makes people not see through.

And those eyes, like him, are extremely dark, like a deep pool of water that cannot be seen at a glance, just by looking at it, it makes people feel like they want to indulge in it.

Feng Chengyu frowned slightly.

Who is this man?

He didn't take the initiative to speak, just waited for the other party to tell him what he meant. But Mu Lingchu didn't seem to intend to explain his identity easily, just sat on the sofa and looked at the office for a long time, and finally suddenly chuckled.

His voice was clear, with a bit of bright heartiness, "This is Mr. Feng's office? ”

Feng Chengyu raised his chin slightly and squinted at him.

"Who are you?" he asked.

The appearance of this person inexplicably gave him a slight sense of crisis.

Mu Lingchu crossed his legs on the coffee table, leaned on the sofa seat, and looked at him with a faint smile, revealing a lazy and dangerous aura throughout his body.

"It's really the pride of the sky, the young master who grew up in the honey pot. You're afraid you haven't heard even a little bit about me, have you?"

Mu Lingchu pulled his lips and laughed, his cold eyes full of sarcasm, "I am Feng Junhua's illegitimate son, brother." ”