Xi Shengze wanted to say yes, but he couldn't open his mouth for a long time, and under the overwhelming oppressive force, it was difficult to even open his mouth.

A pair of eyes full of unbelievable shock.

Although Yichen is famous, it is just a legend.

He felt that no one dared to mess with Feng Yichen, and most of them were just because of his identity as the person in charge of Feng Heng International.

But at this moment, he felt very clearly that it was terrible from Feng Yichen.

He wanted to say yes, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Yichen suddenly smiled.

The feeling of oppression around his body disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared, making Xi Shengze's tightly held breath suddenly loosen, and his chest rose and fell.

Feng Yichen leaned lazily on the seat, his knuckled fingers on his knees, and tapped unhurriedly.

"Next time, it won't work if you don't manage your mouth, talk nonsense, and seal the face of the letter."

The man's voice was shallow, but it was boundless cold and ruthless.

The driver stepped on the accelerator directly, knocked the sports car in front of him into a deformation, hit it a few times, knocked the car away, and then left.

Xi Shengze's car is also a million-dollar sports car, although it was a little embarrassed, but it can still be driven.

At this moment, Xi Shengze stood in place, watching the man's car leave, only to feel as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

More often than not, it is humiliation, anger, unwillingness, and resentment......

Too much, too many emotions, making his beautiful face extremely hideous and extremely scary.

……

On the other side, the driver was looking at Feng Yichen in the back seat from the rearview mirror all the way.

The man's eyes were closed, and his face was cold, obvious, and angry.

The driver looked at his nose and nose, and finally couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice.

"Feng, Mr. Feng, should we go to Miss Jane's house, or go back?"

In the back seat, the man slowly opened his eyes, the cold light under his eyes flashed, and he glanced at the driver lightly.

"Did I say go home?"

Driver: "......, okay, Miss Jane's house!"

At the same time, he mourned Jian Chu for a few minutes in his heart, hoping that Miss Jian would be able to withstand the anger of the third master.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was probably unbearable.

Half an hour later, the car slowly stopped downstairs at Jian Chu's house.

The driver sat and didn't move, and Feng Yichen didn't move.

After a while, the man's indifferent voice sounded.

"Get out of the car."

Driver: "......" Okay!

"Yes."

The driver got out of the car, glanced at the building in front of him, and sighed.

thought that Jian Chu would become his hostess, but now it seems that it is enough to choke.

It's already a miracle that she's still alive in the capital.

Thinking about it, the driver walked to the side of the road with a pity on his face and went to take a taxi.

In the car, Feng Yichen lowered the window, took out the cigarette that was put aside and put in the car at some point, and naturally took out a cigarette, and was just about to put it in his mouth, he slammed his movements.

Looking at the fingertip eyes, there was a moment of distraction.

As long as he is with Jian Chu and Xiao Yi, he will not smoke.

If you are addicted to cigarettes, put up with them for a while, or smoke two before going to them every time.

After that, he won't even smoke it before he goes, for fear that it will smell on his body.

Feng Yichen looked at the cigarette on his fingertips and chuckled.

At some point, this hard-to-quit smoking seems to be less attractive.

The man held the cigarette between his fingertips, but he didn't smoke it, so he just held it and didn't move for a long time......