Yan Yi stood aside tremblingly, with his hands crossed on his chest, trying to reduce his presence.
But, what he said is true.
Especially those ladies, looking at Master Feng with longing eyes, he can guarantee that as long as Master Feng waves his hand.
No, even if it only takes one look, they can fly over immediately!
But Yan Yi didn't dare to say it, so he could only keep it in his heart.
Feng Yebei looked away and pinched the center of his eyebrows, feeling that he was a little bit crazy that he would ask Yan Yi a single relationship question.
But I vaguely feel that what Yan Yi said, "Men are not bad, women don't love them" makes sense.
Feng Yebei narrowed his eyes slightly and flicked the pen on his fingertips, thinking deeply.
Yan Yi stood there, neither walking nor walking.
Silently wailing in his heart, if anyone asks Master Feng to stand up to him again when he is in a bad mood, he will fight to the death!
"Ahem, um..." Yan Yigang wanted to deduce that if nothing happened, he would go out first, but before he finished speaking, Feng Yebei raised his head.
The man's expression returned to his usual cold look, "How's the fashion show going?"
Yan Yi immediately replied: "I have contacted Master K. He said he would come to attend, but we still don't know anything about his appearance, age and gender. I have made preparations for various receptions."
Speaking of this top jewelry designer K, Yan Yi has a complicated mood.
The Feng family wanted to hold a fashion show and needed a special guest, but after looking around, no one could match the Feng family except God K.
As a result, from the time he invited him to the time he made the decision, he didn't even know whether the person was a boy or a girl. It was simply more mysterious than the identity of their president.
If that person's work wasn't really there and unparalleled, he would have suspected that it was a fictional character.
Feng Yebei raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this and nodded.
For a person with such a mysterious identity, the last person he met was Mu Jianjian.
Thinking of Mu Jianjian, he raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Yi, "By the way, go and prepare a dress... No, prepare three sets of dresses, and..."
Feng Yebei knocked on the table seemingly carelessly, pondered for a moment, and then ordered: "Prepare a few more pieces of jewelry designed by K."
Yan Yi was a little confused, "Who will I give it to after I prepare it?"
Everyone would bring a female companion to the fashion show. In the past, their master Feng had never cared about this situation. He attended alone, who would dare to comment!
But now... Master Feng has finally bloomed?
"Give it to Mu Jianjian."
Feng Yebei's voice was light, and his expression had long returned to normal. He lowered his head to read the last document, and then signed the last page.
Yan Yi didn't see anything special, so he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Master Feng's calm expression didn't look like the blooming iron tree.
Feng Yebei Bo Liang raised his eyebrows, "Is there anything else?"
"No! No! I'll do it right away!"
After saying that, Yan Yi hugged the signed documents and ran away immediately.
After Feng Yebei finished signing, he had some leisure time. He leaned back on the chair and took a nap, but a stunning and bright face suddenly appeared in his mind.
Mu Jian...
Feng Yebei loosened his tie a little and closed his eyes. He felt that he was paying more and more attention to her.
At the same time, on the other side.
Mu Jianyan didn't know that someone's mood was unpredictable because of her, so she hurried into the hospital.
People came and went in the outpatient clinic, and Mu Jianyan met a few familiar faces, but when they greeted her, Mu Jianyan ignored them and went straight to the office.
She ran into the office and pulled out the printed list.
"Pei Siyuan...Pei Siyuan..." Mu Jianjian looked down one by one from the first list until he reached the last one, but could not find Pei Siyuan's name.
There is not even one named Pei.
"How come there isn't?"
Mu Jianyan sat down on the stool in despair. Did something go wrong?
According to the clues given by Ji Yang, the only person who can match the number currently is Pei Siyuan!
She looked at the list in her hand again, "Did the list records from that year be missed?"
But when I thought about it again, I thought it was impossible.
The office was empty, the door was still open, and people were coming and going in the corridor.
The noise seemed to be cut off. Mu Jianjian took a deep breath and closed his eyes to calm down. When he opened his eyes again, the complicated emotions in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by resolute determination, "It seems,
You have to see this Pei Siyuan with your own eyes!"
At this time, a doctor in a white coat walked in humming a song. When he saw Mu Jianjian, he greeted with a smile: "Doctor Mu, aren't you having a rest today? Why are you here at the hospital?"
Mu Jianyan calmed down her emotions instantly. She put the list away and said with a smile: "Let's check some things. What happy event have you encountered? You are so happy."
"Hey, I just finished gossiping with my colleagues, got a good meal, and feel happy."
The visitor is Du Fei, the famous gossip king in the hospital. Wherever there is gossip, he can be found.
This is the first time Mu Jianyan has seen a man who is more gossipy than a woman.
Once, she caught him chatting with a group of caregivers about Feng Yebei's gossip. What he said had noses and eyes. If she hadn't known a little bit about Feng Yebei, she would have thought it was true.
Mu Jianjian opened a medical book and joked with a smile: "What gossip have you heard again? Can it make you so excited, Dr. Du?"
"Do you want to hear it?" Du Fei winked at her mysteriously.
Mu Jian was uninterested, "Not interested."
When he heard that Mu Jianjian was not interested, Du Fei immediately became anxious, "No, this matter has something to do with you."
After hearing that it was related to him, Mu Jianjian was even less interested.
"You, it's better to gossip less and do more business."
Mu Jian closed the book, picked up her bag, and stood up to leave.
He had just taken two steps when he was grabbed by Du Fei, "No, I must tell you, this is it. In a few days, our city will hold a fashion design show, hosted by the Feng family!"
Mu Jianjian looked sideways, "So?"
"So, Bai Yan will also go!"
"Oh..." Mu Jianjian's expression was indifferent. What does her going have to do with her?
Du Fei saw Mu Jianjian looking like a salted fish and couldn't help but worry, "Why can't you grasp the point? What does Bai Yan's going mean? It means that Master Feng will definitely attend!"
Seeing that Mu Jianjian still didn't understand what he meant, the doctor couldn't help but feel a little angry, "You, you are really disappointing, you should be more proactive, otherwise how will you solve the major events in your life!"
Mu Jianjian patted his shoulder lightly, "Thank you, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Hey...even if you don't want to solve the major issues in life, you still have gossip to watch!"
Du Fei rolled up his sleeves, and the soul of Bagua was on fire, "I heard that the man from the Pei family has returned to China and will come to participate! He has been a bitter rival with Master Feng for many years. Are you sure about such a wonderful scene?
Don’t go take a look?!”
Mu Jianjian paused, "Who did you just say would go?"