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Chapter 19 This Clothes Are Not Domineering, It Will Affect My Performance

Chapter 19 This outfit is not domineering, it will affect my performance

Author: Yi Chuan Qingjiu

Chapter 19 This outfit is not domineering, it will affect my performance

Feng Jin sat on a small bench, holding his cell phone, and was killing everyone under the comments on Weibo.

He must be on Su Yuanzhi's side in this matter.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that An Xiaoran is not a woman who is content with her marriage.

However, there are many people criticizing Su Yuanzhi in the comment section, saying that he deserves it and cannot even control his wife, and there are many similar words.

Feng Jin switched to his Weibo account, and was filled with righteous indignation, and went to argue with each other. Yu Guang saw Su Mian walking down the stairs, immediately stuffed his phone into his pocket, got up and greeted him respectfully.

"Miss Su, you're awake."

Su Mian smiled at him, "Good morning, Brother Feng."

"Good morning, brother."

Su Mian quickly walked to Li Shen, took off her shoes, stepped on the carpet, and sat cross-legged.

When Li Shen saw her coming, he put away his cell phone and saw her sitting beside him and peeling eggs.

The little girl was wearing a bulging bun, fresh and cute. When she came to him, a familiar fragrance of laundry detergent floated into her nose.

Li Shen knew that she must have washed her clothes last night and dried it, and her whole body was filled with the smell of his house, which made Li Shen extremely happy.

The breakfast was bought outside by Feng Jin, and the rice porridge was packed in a sealed paper cup.

Li Shen was holding a straw in his fingertips and was about to poke it open when he heard the little girl say, "Brother, please help me take a day off."

He quietly pushed the porridge in front of her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to help my dad."

Li Shen pursed his lips, no longer swaying with her, and comforted him, "You must believe that Uncle Su can handle it well."

Su Mian nodded, swallowed the last bite of the bun, paused and said, "But I don't want my father to fight alone."

"I'll go back and change my clothes, I must be there."

The little girl's tone was firm and her eyes were full of stubbornness.

Li Shen felt nervous and replied as she wished, "No need to change, I'll take you there."

"No, I need to change."

"Um?"

"This outfit is not domineering, it will affect my performance." Su Mian pulled the hem of the clothes.

Feng Jin was holding back his smile.

He looked at Su Mian's disgusting look and suddenly felt that she was quite interesting.

—Feng Family Apartment—

Feng Lixing sat on the office chair in the study, stretching his posture and looking happy.

He was threatened and intimidated by Feng Jin, leaving a serious psychological shadow. He could not stand the sealed and dull place. After returning home, he had a high fever, nightmares and vomited continuously. He lay down for almost half a month before he got better.

Even though I suffered, I felt it was worth it.

After Su Yuanzhi's company went bankrupt, he was almost the dominant family. He was holding his cell phone and mocking disdainfully: "Su Yuanzhi is so old that he can't even take good care of his wife."

The assistant next to him was holding a teapot and adding tea to him. When he heard his words, he welcomed him, "Mrs. Su cheated on her during marriage, and he had no face."

Feng Lixing swayed with his feet up, flipping the picture, "This man doesn't even have money, so what else do you want to save face!"

He touched his chin, his eyes narrowed, and gradually showed a lustful light, and he whispered, "Don't say, An Xiaoran is almost forty years old, and his figure is really good!"

"That legs, that waist, that chest, tsk, I don't know which man is cheap!"

Thinking of my wife, she was also beautiful when she was young. After giving birth to a child, her figure gradually became bloated and she didn't pay much attention to dressing.

Feng Lixing tsk twice in disgust.

"Mr. Feng, you said, who is that man?" the assistant asked, standing next to him.

"Who knows, but it may be a big deal to make Mrs. Su climb up regardless of everything."

Feng Lixing looked contemptuous and turned to him and said, "Go and add another fire."

As if he had thought of something, his face changed and he told me, "Don't go too far and let someone catch the handle."

The assistant stepped down.
Chapter completed!
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