He looked at her with a cold look in his eyes, like looking at a stranger, and there was no emotion in his dark pupils.

"Chen, Feng Shen bullied you so much, and he never took Aunt Wen in his eyes, are you willing to be bullied by him all the time? You also have half of everything in the Feng family, you should take it back, so that we will have a better life in the future, if you like the profession of lawyer......"

Feng Chen laughed lowly, his heart seemed to be numb with pain, and he didn't feel anything anymore.

With his laughter, Liang Weirong stopped what she was going to say and looked at him a little helplessly.

After Feng Chen smiled, his eyes fell on her, and her dark pupils were like thick ink in the night, glowing with layers of coldness.

"Look, you finally said it, you fancy the Feng family, not me."

Liang Weirong was shocked by his eyes, and she didn't respond for a long time.

"Feng Shen can satisfy you, you go to his side, I hope you didn't choose the wrong path, and you won't regret it."

After speaking, he didn't look at Liang Weirong who was sobbing anymore, and strode out of the lounge.

"Dust ......" Liang Weirong turned around, looked at his departing back, and wanted to save him, but the dust did not stop.

Walking out of the dust seal in the lounge, he walked up to them when he saw Lu Zhenming and Jiang Fengxing leaning against the railing and smoking.

"Get me one too."

Lu Zhenming took out a cigarette case and a lighter from his pocket and gave it to him.

Feng Chen took out one and lit it, and took a hard breath, he inhaled a little urgently, the smoke ring entered his lungs, and he bent over and coughed violently.

"No one will rob you, if you like it, I'll give you this half pack of cigarettes for free."

As Lu Zhenming spoke, curling smoke overflowed from his snort and thin lips, and was quickly dispersed by the sea breeze.

After Feng Chen coughed, he opened his mouth with a pale face: "Although I am only a lawyer, I am not so poor that I can't even afford to smoke." ”

Liang Weirong adjusted her mood and walked out of the lounge, she glanced at Feng Chen, who was standing with Lu Zhenming and them smoking, Feng Chen's back was facing away from her, she couldn't see the expression on his face, she bit her lip, she finally didn't step forward again, but went back to the deck and returned to Feng Shen's side.

Feng Shen saw that her face was very pale, and her eyes were a little red, and he understood what was happening.

He thought she wouldn't be there again.

Unexpectedly, Feng Chen didn't take her away.

This was not what he expected.

There is even a hint of regret.

What he expected in advance was that if Feng Chen took Liang Weirong away from the ship, he would let the media vigorously write about it.

Tomorrow, the people of the entire Jiangcheng will know that Feng Chen robbed his eldest brother's fiancée.

In the future, if he starts to seal the dust, everyone will not think that he is ruthless as a big brother.

Because it was Feng Chen who did something sorry for him first, he was discredited and cuckolded him.

It's a pity that Feng Chen didn't do this.

He just raised his eyebrows, didn't ask Liang Weirong anything, and took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray and gave it to her.

"Let's go, we still have a lot of guests who don't respect us."

Song Zhiyue, who had been nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Feng Chen did not take Liang Weirong away.

She thought that there was an 80% chance that he would take Liang Weirong away.

Unexpectedly, he didn't do it.

The door to the lounge was not closed, and from her vantage point, she could just see the side face of Dust.

His face was very bad, and his brow was full of gloom and pain.

His heart should be very uncomfortable and painful.

She wanted to give him a hug, but she didn't.