……

"You see the outside, please ...... here" The corners of Jian Junxi's lips pulled out a trace of inconspicuous arc, but with a cold chill like a thousand years in his eyes, he led them to the study on the first floor.

"Okay......" They put the gifts on the table, followed her inside, saw Lin Yiyi on the sofa, and said with a light smile: "Mrs. Jane, good afternoon......

"Hello......" Lin Yiyi also smiled and got up.

"Mr. Jane and Mrs. Jane are really blessed, with such a promising child as Junxi, you don't need to worry about anything, haha......"

Feng Zhenjie praised without hesitation, and his deep eyes flashed with envy.

"Mr. Feng praised it falsely, Zhehao and Zhekai are very good." Yang Hui replied politely and walked slowly in the direction of Lin Yiyi.

"Feng Bo, please ...... here" Jian Junxi didn't want to listen to their greetings, so he opened his mouth again with a cold face.

"Okay......" Feng Zhenjie nodded, and it seemed that she was not in a good mood......

The study downstairs is relatively small, just with two bookshelves, a desk, a few sofas and a coffee table.

There are several famous landscape paintings hanging on the wall, which are simple and elegant.

Usually guests who she doesn't think are important, but must be entertained, will be brought here.

"Please sit ......" Jian Junxi walked to the sofa and pointed to the sofa opposite.

Abu brought three cups of brewed Longjing tea, and after bringing them in, he silently withdrew.

After Feng Zhenjie and Feng Zhehao sat down, the three of them looked at each other, and Feng Zhenjie's eyes were vague

Feng Zhehao's eyes were marked with obvious mockery, and Jian Junxi's eyes narrowed slightly, lighting the fragrance next to him.

Suddenly, there was a refreshing aroma wafting in the room, and there was an illusion of rose petals floating in the sky.

Jian Junxi's deep gaze was as deep as an ancient well, and his whole body exuded a king-like aura, and he asked knowingly: "I don't know if Feng Bo personally came to the door, what is the so-called matter?" ”

Feng Zhenjie smiled, like a warm breeze in spring, took out an invitation card from his bag and put it on the table.

He smiled lightly: "It was rude to call before, this is an invitation letter written by my father, and I and the dog will personally send it to you."

By the way, I apologize to you for the housekeeper's inconsiderateness, and I hope you don't take it to heart. ”

Jian Junxi's thick eyebrows raised slightly, his thin cold lips pulled out a sneer, and elegantly picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

said indifferently: "Feng Bo has seen the outside, but he just doesn't have time......

Looking at her smiling appearance, Feng Zhenjie narrowed his eyes, and he still had no bottom in his heart, he Jian Junxi could do anything about bombing the police station, and what else did he dare not do.

Therefore, they don't dare to act rashly, if they rely on Nangong Jing alone, they can rebel.

But they also knew in their hearts that no one knew how many hole cards Jian Junxi had.

Without some strength, it is impossible to get to where she is today, after all, Nangong Jing's protection of her is only a recent thing.

"Please also ask Jun Xi to sell Uncle Feng a thin noodle, my father is very much looking forward to your attendance at his birthday banquet."

Feng Zhenjie opened his mouth politely, and carefully sailed the ship of ten thousand years, this is his purpose for many years.

Jian Junxi took a sip of tea, a wave of ripples rippled between his eyebrows and eyes, with an unfathomable smile, indifferent appearance, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Answer: "Uncle Feng, this tea is good, can you taste ......it?"

Feng Zhenjie's face froze, and a cold light flashed under his eyes, but he still endured it, and said with a light smile: "It's ......"

(End of chapter)