Daddy, the best actor, is super powerful!

Chapter 2637 Love is like a south wind 244
He smashed the coffee table with marble top and knocked down the glass display case. The priceless blue and white porcelain and jade decorations all fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

Even so, he didn't stop, he smashed everything that could be smashed in the house.

In the end, he stood among the ruins, feeling even more helpless and terrified.

Since he was a child, no one taught him how to deal with problems with women. His relationship with his mother was as rigid as ice, which caused him to be more afraid of women than curious about them over the years.

The only light in his heart was the girl who saved him back then, Wen Ke'er, other than that, he really didn't know how to treat Qiao Ruoxi.

Qiao Ruoxi stood on the stairs leading to the second floor, still maintaining the posture that he pushed away just now. She witnessed the man's madness with her own eyes.

He was like an enraged lion, smashing the luxurious villa into ruins in just a moment.

Seeing the mess all over the floor, and the back of the man with a lonely figure, at this moment, her heart was extremely sad.

She hurt him by her harsh words, and she hurt herself.

Her heart really hurts!

After the fierce quarrel came from the villa, there was the ear-piercing sound of smashing and smashing. Xiu Yi, who had been guarding outside the door, met Aunt Jiang's eyes and expressed concern.

Their president was obviously worried about the young lady, and planned to go out to find someone himself. Now that the young lady is back, shouldn't he be happy?

Why did the two quarrel again?
Aunt Jiang was also deeply worried for the young master. This time the quarrel seemed to be serious, and all the furniture was smashed.

I just heard them say that divorce is not a divorce, is it ready to break up?
Xiuyi scratched his head, anxiously saying, "Aunt Jiang, what do you say the CEO's EQ is getting lower and lower?"

As long as Qiao Ruoxi was involved, Feng Yunan's EQ would drop below sea level.

Said that Feng Yunan's EQ is low, Aunt Jiang nodded in agreement, thought about it seriously, and replied, "Why don't you enroll him in a love training class?"

Nani?Help the president enroll in a love training class?

Just kidding!
If the President knows, why don't you chop him off?
Xiu Yi quickly shook his head, "Aunt Jiang, your food is delicious, but your idea is really bad!"

"You bastard!" Aunt Jiang raised her fist, making a gesture to hit her.

Zu Yi dodged and asked again, "Say, do we want to help the president?"

Aunt Jiang sighed, "No one can help him with this kind of thing, unless he wants to understand it himself."

That's right, when it comes to emotional matters, the bystanders are clear and the authorities are in the dark. If Feng Yunan can't recognize his own heart, even if others talk about it, it will be useless.

Zu Yi was more worried about the two people inside, and was thinking of urging Aunt Jiang to go in and have a look, but the door of the villa opened, and a man with a dark and sullen face came out aggressively from inside.

"President!"

Zu Yi yelled, but Feng Yunan didn't seem to hear it, and walked directly towards the garage.

Not long after, a cool black Lamborghini rushed out of the garage like a beast, and roared towards the gate of the Sea Pavilion.

Zu Yi glanced at the Rolls-Royce in front of the fountain, then at the sports car leaving in the dust, and whispered in his heart, it's over.

The president does not sit in a car, but drives a sports car. This is the rhythm of going out and racing to vent his anger.

Why did the two of them quarrel just now, and now it has reached this point?

Why can't we just sit down and talk about it?
After Feng Yunan left, Qiao Ruoxi's heart seemed to be empty, she slid down the handrail and sat on the steps, then buried her head in her knees, and began to cry.

In fact, she really wanted to tell him, Feng Yunan, it's all because I love you.

It is because I love you that I cannot stand you being with other women.

I am clear about my status, I am not qualified to pry into your heart, I am just a child-bearing tool.

But, I love you, am I guilty?

If you could love me too, even just a little bit, I wouldn't be as sad as I am now.

In a rage, Feng Yunan drove his sports car away from the Sea Pavilion, and on the Binhai Avenue, the speed of the car reached the limit.

The black sports car is like a ghost, dragging its usual black and dark tail, screaming wildly.

After finishing the car, he went to Yinzun.

Sitting in the box were three extremely handsome men, Tang Yebing, Yi Qingchen and Mu Qingheng.

Tang Yebing is a regular customer of Yin Zun, Yi Qingchen is the boss of Yin Zun, Mu Qingheng is Feng Yunan's business partner, and the three of them are good friends of Feng Yunan.

When they saw Feng Yunan coming, they asked him to drink with him.

Feng Yunan's face sank like water, he sat down without saying a word, and directly poured down half a bottle of foreign wine.

The wine bottle was smashed on the table, which shocked the men. One could guess from his expression that Young Master Feng must have encountered something troublesome today.

"Hey, I said, wine doesn't cost money, and you don't drink it like you do, right? This wine is like a woman, you have to taste it slowly to get the taste. You can tell from the quality of your wine that you must be very poor. .”

Yi Qingchen, who was wearing a uniform with a stand-up collar, teased him unceremoniously.

He is a very low-key person. He usually has no desires and no desires. It is because he wears a string of beads on his wrist. He pinches a few times all day long. Friends say that he can become a monk immediately after shaving his hair. .

But the little girls who admired him all said that he was a Buddhist male god.

Yi Qingchen usually seldom attends various occasions, and there are not many people who know him well, but the Yi family rules black and white, and the power behind it is very huge, which cannot be underestimated.

Feng Yunan gave him a sideways look, and said coldly, "No matter how poor my bedding quality is, it's better than your poor quality bedding."

He is satirizing the male god of Buddhism who is still single, so he has the nerve to talk about bedding in front of him?

"Hey, you are not kind, I bought you a drink, and you still run on me."

Yi Qingchen abducted Tang Yebing, "Old Tang, Lao Mu, tell me, I am thankless, is it easy for me?"

Mu Qingheng has always been reticent, cherishing words like gold, and quietly spit out two words, "You deserve it!"

Tang Yebing gloated a little, "Who the fuck is making you worry about it."

"Okay, okay, I'm the one worrying about it, it's my idleness, I shut up."

Yi Qingchen punished himself with a cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Feng Yunan poured himself a cup, raised his head and drank it, and then sighed deeply.

Yi Qingchen didn't intend to ask at first, but when he heard him sighing, he couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter? Young Master Feng? You are sitting on the goddess of the people, and occupying the little wife, enjoying the joy of being equal to others." Fu, what else do you have to sigh?"

"Hey, why are women so annoying?" Feng Yunan sighed.

Yi Qingchen speculated, "Which woman annoys you? Wen Ke'er? Could it be Xiao Qiao?"

Feng Yunan didn't speak, which was almost regarded as tacit consent.

(End of this chapter)