Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 245 Wild Wolves Are Not Interested in Ribs

On the way to the suburbs, Nian Shiqian was lying on the window humming, Feng Yiche's car got further and further away, and finally drove more and more remote, and went up the mountain.

"Where is this going?" Nian Shiqian asked.

Feng Yiche didn't speak.

Nian Shiqian bit her lips, and said softly, "I admit, I ate all the cake, so it's not like I'm going to be thrown into the mountains to feed the wild wolves, right?"

Feng Yiche chuckled: "Wild wolves are not interested in ribs."

She pouted slightly while reading, and turned her head to ignore him.

Looking at Nian Shi's slightly smiling face from the rearview mirror, Feng Yiche narrowed his eyes slightly: "We're almost there."

In the villa.

Feng Qicheng was sitting in the pavilion enjoying afternoon tea.

"Master, the young master is here." Li Xiangsheng stepped forward.

Feng Qicheng smiled lightly.

Li Xiangsheng followed closely and said, "And Miss Nian."

The smile on Feng Qicheng's face froze immediately.

Looking at the huge family portrait on the wall, there are only three people, one is Feng Yiche's grandfather, the other is the young Feng Yiche, and there is a man who looks very similar to Feng Yiche, who should be Feng Yiche. Yiche's father.

Nian Shiqian wondered, why didn't Feng Yiche's mother appear?
A sound of footsteps and the knocking of crutches came from outside the door, Nian Shiqian hurriedly got up and looked at Feng Qicheng who was walking in a hurry.

Feng Qi Chengqi's beard almost turned up, he glanced at Nian Shi, and then went straight to the second floor.

In the room that Feng Yiche hadn't stepped into for a long time, Feng Qicheng pushed the door open and entered.

"What do you mean?" Feng Qicheng asked sharply.

Feng Yiche was wiping the photo in his hand with a tissue, then stood up with it in his hand.

Looking coldly at Feng Qicheng, Feng Qicheng said indifferently, "I'll bring my wife back to get my mother's photo."

"Your wife? Is she worthy?" Feng Qicheng gritted his teeth, "How long are you going to disobey me?!"

Feng Yiche remained indifferent: "I just did what I should do."

"What you should do is to divorce that woman and marry Ouyang Qinglan!"

"It's what you think, not me."

Lifting his foot, Feng Yiche bypassed Feng Qicheng, walked out the door, and went straight down the stairs.

The servants in the villa looked at Nian Shiqian curiously. Seeing Feng Yiche approaching, those people hurriedly dispersed, not daring to take another look.

Nian Shiqian had already heard the two people's quarrel downstairs, she felt a little embarrassed, seeing Feng Yiche coming down, she rushed up to greet him, and whispered: "Yiche, I shouldn't be here."

Feng Yiche smiled and said loudly, "My home is your home."

He said these words to Feng Qicheng, and he deliberately wanted to bring Nian Shiqian over. His meaning was very clear. He decided that Nian Shiqian would never get a divorce!

Sensing a pair of piercing and cold eyes, Nian Shiqian secretly looked at Feng Qicheng who also went downstairs with some fear.

"You do not deserve!"

When she read it, she shuddered, and couldn't help but grasp Feng Yiche's arm tightly.

"You must do this?" Feng Qicheng asked sharply.

"Yes."

"you……"

Looking at Feng Yiche's back pulling Nian Shiqian away, Feng Qicheng's face turned pale to the point of no blood in an instant.

Feng Yiche came here with Nian Shiqian to show off his might!

"This bastard is trying to piss me off!" Feng Qicheng leaned hard on the crutch in his hand, knocking on the floor with a bang.

Following Feng Yiche out of the villa, Nian Shiqian hesitated for a moment, looked at his face secretly, and asked, "You know everything?"

Feng Yiche nodded.

(End of this chapter)