Feng Yange came back in the evening, and took a letter handed over by Gong Qing that had been torn and re-glued, as well as a glued wedding invitation.

"Last time, the young master asked me to investigate, and I found some eyebrows." Gong Qing said respectfully.

Feng Yange squinted his eyes and looked at the surveillance video, Fu Shuangshuang had a worried expression on his face after getting the invitation, "Well, what did you find?" ”

"The person behind the 'Drunken Gold Fan' has a direct connection with Song Jingqiao, and the 100 billion given to Song Jingqiao by the young lady last time also flowed into the 'Drunk Gold Fan'." Gong Qing's face was heavy.

"What else did you find?"

Gong Qing shook his head, "No." ”

Feng Yange looked at him, "Let you check Song Jingqiao's background, how did you check it?" ”

"Except for knowing that he is the adopted son of the Song Group, no other information has been found, and there is almost no trace of him before he is adopted."

"Can't find it?" Feng Yange's thin lips lightly opened.

It's okay to say that if you find it, the more you can't find it, the more Feng Yange feels that there is a problem.

Why should a person cover up his past, there must be a secret in it.

"I said before that you should check Shuangshuang's life experience, what is the result?" Feng Yange asked coldly.

Gong Qing responded: "The young lady's parents died in a car accident, and it was precisely because of this car accident that the original president of the Fu family was replaced, from the young lady's father to the young lady's uncle Fu Yancheng, the young lady at that time was young and did not know"

Although Gong Qing did not point it out, he had already said who the biggest beneficiary was after the death of Fu Shuangshuang's parents. From this, it can be judged that Fu Shuangshuang's parents are very likely to have been victimized by Fu Yancheng and Song Shimei.

Feng Yange didn't care, and sneered, "Huh...... Song Shimei and Fu Yancheng treat their niece like that, but their attitude towards their adopted son is so much better, don't you think there is something strange in this. ”

"This may have something to do with Fu Yiyi, the eldest lady of the Fu family, she likes Song Jingqiao, and her parents naturally love the house and Wu." Gong Qing explained.

Feng Yan Ge is likely, "If you open a company, will the property rights of your company be handed over to your daughter or an adopted brother?" ”

Gong Qing was slightly stunned.

"Song Shimei is such a bitter and mean woman, she will easily hand over her father's hard work to an adopted younger brother, and entrust her daughter to him, isn't there a little bit of a greasy in this?"

Gong Qing seemed to have realized something, "The subordinates understand that they will work more on Fu Yancheng and Song Shimei." ”

Feng Yange nodded and said, "Don't forget that there is also a Fu Yiyi." ”

"Yes."

"In addition, Fu Yancheng is Song Shimei, who is married for the second time, Fu Yiyi is the daughter of Song Shimei, before Song Shimei married into the Fu family, the young lady and Song Jingqiao had contact, because the age difference is not big, so they have always been called brother and sister."

Feng Yange frowned.

After Gong Qing left, Feng Yange's eyes glanced at the two things on the table, and a few words were written on the letterhead, "He is mine after all", which seemed particularly dazzling to him.

What a Song Jingqiao!

What a "Brother Joe"!

What an "uncle"!

is because she knows that Song Jingqiao is her uncle, and she has never associated "uncle" with "brother".

The two people who have an unusual relationship will call "uncle" and "brother", and they will use some ambiguous titles.

Feng Yange pursed her lips, got up with her eyes, walked to the kitchen with her slender legs, and turned to the studio.

In the studio, Fu Shuangshuang has a drawing board in front of him, and in the pictures on the drawing board, there are mountains, water, paintings, grass, and a Q version of him......

Behind a few blank sheets of paper, however, are interspersed with several paintings with simple lines.

The man's back, the man's side smile, or the faint face...... The demeanor in each painting seems to have been carefully pondered.

Feng Yange looked at it one by one, compared to his Q version of the comic with gold stars in his eyes, he almost gritted his teeth in anger, and looked at the sleeping little woman in the cradle with angry eyes.

He wanted to crush her.

No wonder she cried that day and didn't want him to hurt Song Jingqiao, no wonder she knocked down the glass for no reason that day...... The person hiding in the company's corridor, the person who wants to hide from the sex toys in the mall...... The name you call when you sleepwalk, and the name you call when you are unconscious......

That "Brother Qiao", he should have known that it was Song Jingqiao a long time ago!

The more Feng Yange thought about it, the more angry he became, but the little woman who angered him was sleeping peacefully in the cradle.

The paper in his hand clearly showed a few creases, and he clenched his palm...... Stared at her for a moment, slowly calmed down, let go of his hand and put the paintings back on the drawing board.

Snorted coldly and said in a low voice, "Since he is going to get married, let you feel his wedding well, and from then on, this heart will die." ”

After that, his brows were still furrowed, but he still patiently picked her up gently from the cradle and put her on the big bed.

It's just that after putting it on the big bed, Fu Shuangshuang naturally turned over and continued to fall asleep, while Feng Yange was more and more annoyed the more he looked at it.

With a tear, he peeled her off.

"What's the matter, people want to sleep......" Fu Shuangshuang muttered.

A cool breeze on her body made her curl up involuntarily.

After a while, someone pulled his limbs apart and lay on the bed with a grin.

She opened her eyes slightly, and saw Feng Yange's angry face staring at her.

"You ......"

"Awake?"

"I ...... I haven't woken up yet......" Fu Shuangshuang was a little scared when he saw Feng Yange with such an expression.

"You go back to sleep before you wake up." Feng Yan Ge said, "Wait a while, you will wake up happily because of excitement." ”

Awakened!

In the middle of the night, he suddenly came like this, and he could only be frightened.

"I ...... I'm a little tired today, can I ......?" Fu Shuangshuang asked tentatively.

"No, you can't." Feng Yange didn't give Fu Shuangshuang a chance to argue at all, "You just stay at home, you're tired!" Plus it's me serving you every time, you're like a dead corpse, you're tired......"

Fu Shuangshuang was yelled at by Feng Yange, and he was speechless.

What he said seems to be true.

But Fu Shuangshuang still muttered in a desperate voice, "I'm painting today, I'm tired of painting......"

"Drawing?" When it comes to painting, Feng Yange is full of anger, remembering that she has painted other men for a day, it adds fuel to the fire, "Painting is tired of your hands, I see that you can still say so much, your mouth should be quite energetic, remember the 69 style I taught you last time, this is just right for you." ”

"What...... Which 69 ah......" Fu Shuangshuang asked.

"It's okay if you don't remember, I'll teach you now." The corners of Feng Yange's lips hooked, and his whole body exuded a cold atmosphere.

"Huh?" Fu Shuangshuang was stunned, only feeling that Feng Yange's anger today was greater than usual.

She didn't seem to offend him today.

The body was light, and then there was a surprise, "Ah......"

Feng Yange released the belt, Fu Shuangshuang hurriedly covered his eyes, and decisively drove away the sleepiness, "What are you doing!" ”

"I'm as stupid as a pig, why am I so blind that I fall in love with you!" Feng Yange waved his hand, and the movements in his hands were precise and unambiguous.

"I'm a pig, so you're a pig!" Fu Shuangshuang muttered unconvinced.

He just loves to scold her so much, she's so stupid and stupid, fuck herself, find her hair!

"Dare to choke with me."

Feng Yange frowned.

Fu Shuangshuang frowned, "You just play slowly with your right hand." ”

"My right hand has taken your place, what are you going to do?"

"What should I do, you think I'm you, I'll be panicked if I don't do it for a day!" Fu Shuangshuang hadn't resisted Feng Yange like this for a long, long time.

"Lao Tzu is just suffocating!"

……

For several days in a row, Feng Yange came back from work every day, and he didn't have a good face for Fu Shuangshuang, God knows what explosives he ate.

I'll do it for her if it's okay.

Kitchen, sofa, balcony, rooftop forget it.

Suddenly came back from the company at noon to find her, and that's it...... He's a pervert, and he also plays with the camera...... Keep learning all kinds of tutorials!

Various postures!

All kinds of actions!

And all sorts of shouts!

Rub that rub rub rub ...... She's just a pure little sheep, those things won't work!

"Did you have any trauma when you were a child? Your actions are outrageous! Fu Shuangshuang couldn't bear to resist loudly, for fear of being caught by him, and ran to the other side of the big bed.

And Feng Yange was opposite her, elegantly untying her tie.

That look, like a brutal wolf, can gnaw her clean in minutes.

"What if people and gods are angry, others can't control it, I'm not happy, you have to bear it for me." Feng Yange glanced at her coldly.

"What are you doing, I've been listening to you since I came back, okay, where can I provoke you again." Fu Shuangshuang was puzzled, she was already compromised enough, he was crazy about nothing.

"Your every word and deed, every move, as long as I see you, it will provoke me." As long as I see her, I think of Song Jingqiao inexplicably, and even more inexplicably think of the Q version of myself and the handsome and hearty Song Jingqiao!

In her heart, Song Jingqiao seemed to be a god high above.

And he's a "turtle bastard"!

Shit, damn it!

"I'm so charming, do you can't help but just look at it?" Fu Shuangshuang was speechless.

"If you want to save me from being rough, you'd better lie down on your own." Feng Yange threw the tie aside.

If she had been lying down, would she have survived?

Thinking that he has been crazy these days, Fu Shuangshuang is afraid in his heart~

"The more you resist, the more excited I get, and the more you run, the more I want to chase ...... Any idea what this is? Feng Yange raised his eyebrows slightly.

Fu Shuangshuang stepped back, this is a "pervert"!

"It's the sense of conquest that a man wants."

Hehe......

"Therefore I advise you, those who are interested in it are better to listen to me, or you will be pleasant." Feng Yange ordered in an unquestioning tone.

Fu Shuangshuang looked at the bed and swallowed.

There is a strong ideological struggle.

If you don't lie down, it's ...... I can't imagine!

"Life is in motion, come here!" Feng Yange moved forward step by step.

Fu Shuangshuang stepped back step by step, "It's not...... Turtles and turtles don't move, how can they still live so long! ”

"So I want to prove that I'm not a turtle!"