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"Still not?"

At nine o'clock in the morning, Feng Yi, who hadn't slept all night, raised his eyes to look at the assistant who walked into the office.

The assistant's embarrassed look was one or two: "I still don't answer the phone over there."

"It seems that the He family doesn't even plan to give the old man's face." Feng Yi got up, his eyebrows twisted even heavier.

"My nephew, what's going on now?"

As soon as the assistant wanted to answer, he saw the scene on the other side of the sofa.

That, that suit is, it's the boss's.

Underneath the suit is... It's Secretary Shen!

The assistant hurriedly avoided his eyes, as if he had discovered something big.

You must know that the young master sent him to see Vice President Feng, mainly because he wanted to find Miss Mo as soon as possible.

Now that Miss Mo is back, there is a problem on the young master's side, and he didn't have time to let him go, so he won't let him see this scene!

Feng Yi waited for a while, but didn't hear the sound, so he simply followed the assistant's gaze, and saw that the man was not sleeping very peacefully, so he whispered, "Go out and talk."

The assistant is still confused.

So much so that Vice President Feng asked him next: "How long does my nephew plan to let you stay with me?" "Times.

He intuitively replied: "I would have stayed for more than a month, who knows..."

Speaking of this, the assistant paused and hurriedly looked at Feng Yi!

"Mr. Feng, listen to me explain, things..."

Feng Yi interrupted him: "On the side of this family, my nephew should have a lot of enemies. You go and tell him that no matter what happens, you must believe Mo Bei, otherwise he will regret it in the future."

"But now the young master is ......"

"Whatever his situation, it's all the same."

"Yes."

For Feng Nai, it is not so good to receive such a message when he comes together.

Feng Yi has the impression in his memories that no one will be happy when he expects a man like a fox.

However, sitting next to him, from time to time the hand would be probed and put on his forehead, the slightly cool temperature made him feel a little less irritable.

"Does your head still hurt?"

Mo Bei's side face has always been good-looking, and at this time it is even more with a light pet.

This all stems from the fact that Feng Nai rubbed his temples as soon as he woke up, and got up impatiently, although his eyebrows and eyes were very good-looking, but still people could perceive his anger.

It's just that what makes Mo Bei's eyes soft is that even so, he still doesn't forget to maintain his character of Sven.

A sick seedling alive.

The driver doesn't want to talk anymore.

The young master was really not in good health before. But it's not so bad.

At first glance, it is pretended.

This time, Lao Wang guessed wrong.

Feng Nai didn't pretend, his personality was not stable, and it was normal for his body temperature to be wrong.

"Hmm."

Outside, Feng Nai has converged a lot, after all, there are still people here.

In this way, he doesn't know how many people plan to force Mo Bei to give up the competition quota today.

If the memories were common, his Sven would be stained with blood.

Not common, many things, not easy to deal with.

So this time, Old Man Feng chose to go with the housekeeper.

For Feng Nai of this personality, he will play just to let Mo Bei know that he can also do what that person can do, but the core, he still wants to find the toys he had when he was a child.

Such a position.

Old Man Feng is very worried that he will be unstable, not to mention that the He family is determined to remove Beibei.

He Long really thought so, and he was frowning when he drank tea.

"This is the first few calls. This player named Mo Bei has a very hard backstage."