Hua Rong remembered what Feng Jin's kid had done badly during this time, and she had a fire in her heart.

In Maybach's wide back seat, she sat alone, and Feng Jin's personal assistant was driving, expressionless and silent, as if picking up a prisoner.

Aren't they prisoners?

What kind of personal freedom does she have now?

Even who she wants to be with and who she wants to marry, it's no longer her turn.

The black Maybach stopped silently at the door of Feng Jin's villa in London.

Hua Rong opened the car door and got out of the car, carrying her bag and entering the hall from outside the door.

Feng Jin was not in the hall, and the housekeeper who handled the housework was stunned when he saw her, and then said softly: "Feng Shao is already upstairs in the bedroom." Would you like something to eat? In the kitchen, there is lotus seed soup that Feng Shao instructed the cook to cook for you. ”

As he spoke, Hua Rong had already gone upstairs in a hurry.

Seeing the figure of the woman quickly disappearing at the top of the stairs, the old butler sighed lightly, turned around and asked the servant to put the stewed lotus seed soup and put it in the incubator to warm it.

……

Hua Rong pushed open the door of the bedroom and saw Feng Jin standing next to the bed taking off his blazer.

He must have just gotten off the plane and finished dinner alone, now ready to go to bed.

Why is she so angry in her heart, he can be so comfortable?

Hua Rong held her breath, closed the door with a "bang", and asked viciously, "Why are you in London?" ”

Feng Jin took off his suit jacket, put it on the sofa, raised his eyes to look at her, and then said lightly: ". ”

"Do you think I'll believe it?" What's the difference that as soon as she gets off the ground with her front foot, he can catch up with his back foot? "You're not even going to worry about me going out to find a friend now, are you?"

Feng Jin frowned slightly, and said expressionlessly: "Don't make trouble." My itinerary is in the computer, you can go directly to it. Tomorrow's meeting at the company in London was decided last week......"

"Shut up!" Hua Rong interrupted him, "I don't want to listen to your excuses. She took a step closer and looked up at the hateful face of the man in front of her, "Where did you lock up Chu Xi?" You give him back to me! ”

Feng Jin was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and lightly untied his tie: "If you promise to be engaged to me, I can ...... his address."

A black cold hard object smashed towards him, the distance was too close, although Feng Jin turned his head sideways, he still didn't dodge, and was hit on the forehead by that thing.

"Click", that thing fell, Feng Jin looked down and saw that it was Hua Rong's mobile phone.

She may have really been dizzy, and even used her own mobile phone to smash people, Feng Jin bent down and picked up the phone, there was no emotion on her snow-white face, and she just handed the phone back to her.

Hua Rong looked up at him.

He is now more and more of the Feng family's tough attitude.

She didn't hurt him, like a dummy carved from white marble, there was only a cold white mark on his forehead, and he didn't even blush.

She sometimes thinks that she really doesn't know him very well, otherwise how could she be so shameless, and after forcing her to get married, she even threatened her with Yan Chuxi's safety?

Hua Rong pursed her lips and slapped Feng Jin's hand away, looking at the man's cold and hard face, she couldn't bear it anymore: "Can you stop forcing me?!" ”

Feng Jin lowered his eyes and looked at her, with a faint haze in his dark eyes: "It's you who want to escape." ”