"I mean, you're soaking wet, let's get in the car first!" Feng Yifei deliberately raised the decibels, pretending to repeat what he had just said.

"The house I rented is right in front, I don't need you to send it, thank you!" Jin Yefeng wanted to escape, in fact, she had forgotten how to get along with Feng Yifei, she hadn't seen her for seven years, they were like an old photo torn up, and there was no way to stitch together the original appearance immediately.

"I guess you won't invite me to your house either!" Feng Yifei smiled evilly, like a scumbag in the past, "I'm going to take you to a place!"

Unable to refuse, Feng Yifei took her arm and got into the car that had been waiting for a long time parked not far away.

Jin Yefeng was also forced to be helpless, and before she could sigh, she was stuffed into the back seat of the car by him, but this time she was really startled:

"You don't drive a GTR anymore, you go to a Maserati, and you have a driver...... It seems that you really want the prodigal son to turn back and inherit your father's career as president when you come back this time?"

Feng Yifei smiled meaningfully, and did not answer her question, but said to the driver, Lao Wang: "Let's drive!"

Jin Yefeng remembered that he had been a drag racing party since he was a teenager, either riding a party race or driving a sports car, and this kind of commercial car did not match his painting style at all.

Only then did she notice that he was actually wearing a suit, this was the second time she had seen him wear a suit in her life, in addition to the sports and leisure style, he was a ruffian hooligan style.

It turns out that he wears a suit and is another style, much like the legendary "domineering president": long legs, broad shoulders, I don't know if he has six-pack abs? Anyway, his face is as perfect as the sun god Apollo.

Jin Yefeng shook his head, trying to drive away his cranky thoughts, maybe he had been drenched in the rain for too long just now, and he had a fever! Why did he feel a little dizzy and his face a little hot?

"Why are you like a kitten, do you want to shake the rain off your head?" a warm and soft towel enveloped her head with Feng Yifei's smiling voice.

He took the opportunity to wipe her hair, and her long, soft black hair still felt like it felt in his memory, just like it had been seven years ago.

"Thank you, I'll do it myself!" Jin Yefeng wanted to take the towel and prepare to wipe it himself.

"I'll do it! I haven't wiped your hair for a long time!" Feng Yifei still remembered that in the past, when she wiped her hair, she would habitually look up at him, and he would kiss her forehead if she learned to meow at him.

Jin Yefeng also remembered the past, but in the cramped car, she had nowhere to escape, she could only let his big hand rub on her hair, and she felt that her body temperature was constantly rising.

The driver, Lao Wang, inadvertently caught a glimpse of his young master's rare gentle smile from the rearview mirror, and then deliberately glanced at the girl next to him, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he picked up the young master from the airport that day:

Feng Lizhen and Feng Yifei sat side by side in the back seat, father and son had not seen each other for a long time, and they had a lot to say, but they didn't know what to say first.

It was Feng Yifei who spoke first: "Dad, I won't leave when I come back this time, I'm going to the company to help you!"

"Are you serious? When did you get the hang of it!" As a father, he finally waited until his only son returned from studying abroad, and he could still hear his son say that he was willing to inherit his career in his lifetime, which made Feng Lizhen, who was over half a hundred years old, burst into tears.

"Really, but I have one condition!" Feng Yifei nodded and looked at Feng Lizhen seriously.

"Tell me about it!"

"You have to agree, I want to marry Jin Yefeng as my wife!"

"Jin Yefeng, the girl who saved you in high school?"

"Hmmm......"

The driver, Lao Wang, looked at the girl named Jin Yefeng through the rearview mirror again: she looks very delicate, her eyes are big enough, and she is quite beautiful, worthy of his young master.

Due to his relationship with the ancestors of the Feng family, he has been serving the Feng family for more than 20 years, and he has almost watched the little master grow up. For so many years, he had never seen the young master care so much about a person.

Especially during this time, the young master is looking for her from heaven to earth!

While thinking, the driver Lao Wang parked the car under the building of a high-end apartment: "Young master, it's here!" He hurriedly ran out of the car, propped up the umbrella, and opened the car door for his young master.

"Hmm. Feng Yifei got out of the car, ran to the other side of the door, and held up an umbrella for Jin Yefeng, "Get out of the car!"

"Why is it here!" Jin Yefeng found out just now that the car actually drove to the vicinity of her alma mater, B Medical University, and this apartment was where she lived in her freshman year.

"Do you miss this place so much, then let's go up and have a look!" Feng Yifei held an umbrella for her, and wanted to take her hand.

"No, I don't want to go in......" Jin Yefeng shook off his hand and hugged her shoulders nervously, this apartment had very painful memories for her.

"It's okay, I'm here, let's go!" Feng Yifei glanced at her encouragingly, "Don't always think about painful things, after all, we used to have a sweet time here, didn't we?"

Jin Yefeng suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and the pores of his body opened his lazy eyes, and these words came out of his mouth, feeling so ambiguous!

She was almost confused by his packaging image of a "domineering president", and under this sanctimonious appearance, he was still that wayward scumbag......

"Who's had a sweet time with you, it's long gone, I don't remember at all!" she took a deep breath and walked sauntering through the door of the apartment.

Looking at her back, Feng Yifei almost laughed out loud, his Fengfeng baby really hasn't changed at all.

He had always been amazed at the miracle of the Creator, why he would create such a lovely creature as her, which could tug at his heart every second......

Jin Yefeng hadn't set foot here for seven years, and although it wasn't far from her alma mater, she had always preferred to take a detour, as if there was the deepest scar in her heart.

The moment she pushed the door open, the first thing she thought about was the tragic situation of dust and cobwebs everywhere, but when she saw it with her own eyes, it was almost the same as the appearance she remembered seven years ago.

It's still the white piano, as pure and bright as the day she left, and the guitars and sheet music scattered on the ground haven't even changed their positions.

She didn't dare to go into the bedroom, because she was afraid to see her favorite lace curtains hanging there unmoved.

"Why did you bring me here?" Jin Yefeng walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the busy ring road in the rain, because she didn't have the courage to face Feng Yifei's face.

"Because from today on, this is your home!" Feng Yifei also walked to the window, pulled her body and face, and forced her to look at him.

"I said a long time ago that this is your home, only you didn't take it seriously!"

Jin Yefeng's body temperature has been soaring, the evidence is that the cold glass has left a dense gas, Feng Yifei looked deeply into her eyes, desperately trying to see through her heart.

"Do you want to hide Jiao in the golden house...... You're looking for the wrong person, I shouldn't be your target, how many girls are waiting in line for you to hide!" Jin Yefeng tried her best to dodge him, and now she would definitely not accept any help from him.