Chapter 91: Muya's thoughts

Haoyu looked frightened, he laughed awkwardly twice, and hurriedly explained:

"Master, I... I've not been idle at all lately!"

Lin Yan glanced at him, raised his voice, and said with a bit of bewildering danger:

"Oh? I'm not idle..."

Haoyu nodded hurriedly, thinking of something, and cast a look at Feng Li for help.

The man raised his eyebrows and said coldly:

"Where are your eyes looking?"

Haoyu hurriedly lowered his head, wanting to cry without tears, why did the master speak with a little jealousy?!

Feng Li was indifferent to the eyes that Haoyu had just carefully passed to him.

Haoyu wailed in his heart, these two are ice cubes! Alas! Tonight is destined to be cool...

Lin Yan saw that Haoyu was silent, and calmly led his subordinates to the door of the concert hall.

Mu Ya gritted her teeth and took off her mask, picked up her mobile phone, and dialed the call.

"Hey, brother, it's me!"

On the other side –

The Ruyu young man, who was reading a book, paused his fingers slightly, and said warmly: "Ya'er, what's wrong?"

Mu Ya pursed her lips and said coquettishly:

"Brother, or... Give me a copy of the Lin Group's share information!"

The young man looked calm, picked up the fragrant tea on the side, took a sip lightly, and said, "No." ”

"Brother! Why are you like this?" Mu Ya blushed angrily and quickly hung up the phone.

The young man looked at the phone that had been hung up, shook his head helplessly, and continued to read.

"Lin Yan! I've got to get you! Only someone as good as me is worthy of you!"

Mu Ya looked at the few people who were gradually walking away with a gloomy expression, and looked at the young man's back viciously.

Feng Li frowned slightly, glanced back, and quickly walked out of the concert hall and got into the car.

After Lin Yan gave the driver, he sent Feng Li to the street not far from home.

Feng Li opened the car door, stepped out with long legs, and got out of the car with a calm expression.

Lin Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, quite wicked, and his hand gently pulled up the corner of his clothes.

"Feng Li... Remember to miss me. ”

The man raised an eyebrow at him, and when the car door closed, his expression returned to coldness and sped away.

Feng Li's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the black car shadow that was gradually moving away, and walked towards the Feng family.

The two servants were sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground with a broom, but they were talking to each other:

"Do you think: The second young master has changed a lot since he fell into the water?"

"Shhhh You can be quiet!"

"Hey! What are you afraid of? We all know that the head of the family doesn't treat him as a son at all!"

The two male servants were talking more and more merrily, not paying the slightest attention to the figure behind them.

"Heh, who gave you the courage to talk about your master behind your back?"

Feng Li raised his eyebrows slightly, his steps paused slightly, and his starry eyes were a little dangerous, and he glanced at them.

The two of them turned around at once, but their faces were full of disdain.

One of the servants threw the broom on the ground angrily and stepped on it with his outstretched foot.

"How about the discussion?! I've long been tired of you and that family master!"

The other servant gave Feng Li an embarrassed look, but did not stop the man's words.

"Oh? Since you want to commit the following offenses...

Then I will fulfill you. ”

Feng Li sneered, kicked the broom on the ground quickly, and threw it at it.

The head of the broom struck the malevolent servant in the lower abdomen.

"Ahh All at once the slave lay on the ground, clutching his belly and wailing.

The other servant was so frightened that he retreated, swallowed his saliva, and fell to the ground.

Feng Lixing's eyes were smiling, but the coldness in his eyes was trembling, and he walked towards the slave.

"What? Isn't it good for me to fulfill you?

Why should you be afraid of me? I... and will not cremate your bodies and throw them into the grave of death. ”