After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

Feng Yancheng's deep eyes with fine lines stared at Feng Yichen, from plain to dignified in just the blink of an eye.

Bowing his head, he finally picked up the document Jiang Shaomo put in front of him.

Feng Yichen looked at A Wei who was beside Feng Yancheng indifferently. If he remembered correctly, A Wei seemed to have been by his second uncle's side for more than ten years.

But despite this, Feng Yancheng still does many things by himself, and will not let others intervene, even his confidant Ah Wei.

After all, his second uncle, apart from being 'good at speaking', is much more suspicious than ordinary people.

"Heh, Yi Chen, Er Bo really didn't expect you to be so capable now that I was found out?"

Seeing the details on that page, Feng Yancheng frowned, and looked at Feng Yichen with sharp eyes. The bastard that he didn't pay attention to at all turned into a wolf one day?
But so what?
Even a wolf is just a wolf cub, with his qualifications and ability, how could he be able to move him half a point?

Neither his parents are his opponents, let alone him who has been living in the shadows and cannot come out.

"Second Uncle, I am also acting impartially. After all, grandma entrusts me with such an important task, how can I disappoint her. "

With a raised brow, Feng Yichen leaned back on the chair, his face was calm but calm, making it difficult to see his inner emotions.

With a bang, Feng Yancheng threw the document in his hand on the table, folded his hands, raised his chin and looked up and down at Feng Yichen who didn't show his thoughts.

What a Feng Yichen, to use the old lady to suppress him!

"Second Uncle, it's getting late. Since you've read the document, you must be able to come up with a perfect solution tonight as a capable and smart person. Yichen, I won't bother you."

After closing the document and handing it to Jiang Shaomo, Feng Yichen pulled away his chair and stood up.

With half-closed eyes, Feng Yancheng suppressed all his displeasure, and said slowly, "Your uncle is old, but not as capable as you young people."

"No way, the second uncle is young and strong. The second aunt must know."

Bending down, Feng Yichen propped his hands on the table, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes as deep as black holes reflected a cold light.

Hearing this sentence, Feng Yancheng pursed his lips for a moment and remained silent. Feng Yichen was threatening him!

How dare he threaten him so blatantly!

"Second Uncle, I won't bother you anymore."

Straightening up, Feng Yichen didn't give Feng Yancheng a chance to speak, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the door of the conference room.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the sound of something being smashed on the ground, but he didn't stop, as if he hadn't heard anything, he walked out with his head held high.

"President Feng, be careful that your body will be damaged by anger."

After Feng Yichen and Jiang Shaomo left, Ah Wei came to comfort Feng Yancheng, whose chest was heaving with anger.

"He dared to threaten me!"

At that time, Feng Yancheng had already stood up from his seat, with one hand on his waist, and the other kept pointing at the door, obviously the one he was referring to was Feng Yichen who had just walked out.

"President Feng, the second young master must have been instructed by someone to dare to confront you."

Ah Wei said.

When did Feng Yichen ever talk to President Feng with such an attitude?

When Feng Yancheng, who was originally ashamed and turned into anger, heard what A Wei said, he paused slightly, and came to the window without saying anything.

With his head down, he looked at Feng Yichen who had already walked out of the commercial building.

Awei's words kept echoing in his ears, what Awei said was not unreasonable, Feng Yichen had never been so stubborn before.

But now he has changed even more than he thought, being instructed by others?Who will he be instructed by?
Suddenly, Feng Yancheng's mind suddenly flashed that old lady Feng's seemingly kind but absolutely caring face, could it be her old man?
"Awei, bring my phone!"

Feng Yancheng ordered.

"Yes."

After speaking, Ah Wei walked to the table in the conference room, glanced deeply at the mobile phone on the table, then picked it up, walked to Feng Yancheng's side, and handed the mobile phone to him.

"You go out first, I will call you if something happens."

Taking the phone from Ah Wei, Feng Yancheng was not in a hurry to make a call.

"Yes, Mr. Feng."

Ah Wei agreed.

Then, without any hesitation, he turned and left.

Turning around, looking at the closed door of the meeting room, Feng Yancheng unhurriedly pressed the string of phone numbers that he hadn't contacted for a long time.

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Back in the car, Feng Yichen leaned back in the seat tiredly, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Glancing at Feng Yichen who closed his eyes slightly in the rearview mirror, Jiang Shaomo looked down at the text message he sent, hesitating whether to tell Feng Yichen.

"what's up?"

Seeing that the car was not moving, Feng Yichen quietly opened his eyes.

"Master Feng, Su Wanwan has escaped."

Jiang Shaomo replied.

"Oh, follow her."

Feng Yichen didn't care.

Now that Su Wanwan looks neither human nor ghost, she can only be like those rats in the sewer, living in a dark corner forever.

"Yes."

Jiang Shaomo put away his phone.

Even if Su Wanwan went to Jiangcheng, their people would guard her. He knew better than anyone what kind of life she lived.

Speaking of which, Su Wanwan was all to blame.

Knowing what Feng Ye hated most, she not only did it, but also kept deceiving Feng Ye.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Jiang Shaomo drove away.

"Master Feng, if you are tired, rest first, and I will call you when you arrive."

While driving the car, Jiang Shaomo watched Feng Yichen sitting in the back row from the central rearview mirror.

Originally, Lord Feng hadn't rested these days, and he sat in the car for more than ten hours. Even an iron man couldn't stand it.

"Need not."

Feng Yichen refused.

Turning his head sideways, he looked out of the car window for a flash, before he had time to receive the scenery in his eyes.

Since Shi Moran left, he hasn't had a good night's sleep.

Waking up from nightmares every time.

No more sleepiness.

Shimoran······

Thinking of Shi Moran, Feng Yichen's eyelids drooped desolately, he had lost her once, and gained her again, and now, he lost her again, without any news of her.

Will he never be able to find her in his life?

impossible!
No matter what means he uses, he must find her!
Suddenly, Feng Yichen's black eyes flickered with a dark light.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Shaomo in the front row, "No matter how much it costs, I want to know where she is and who she is with!"

She can only be his!
Because, except for her, no one can be his salvation.

How can a person in the dark return to the darkness willingly after seeing a glimmer of light!