Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 270 Miss Ouyang, please respect yourself!

After hearing these words, Feng Yiche's breath suddenly became dark.

He originally planned to pick her up, but who knew that she had gone out first, this dress was obviously not the one he sent, his little wife actually walked with his enemy behind his back, and still followed her as if nothing had happened. He talked and laughed.

Looking up at Song Yanheng's eyes that were faintly cold, Feng Yiche's eyes were like swords, and the two icy eyes intertwined together. In an instant, an obvious chill pervaded the air.

If it can materialize, I'm afraid the air between the two will be frozen into ice.

Nian Shiqian tightly clenched her fists, she was smiling on the surface, but her heart was dying of pain.

It was Ouyang Qinglan, anyone is fine, but she couldn't pretend not to care about Ouyang Qinglan.

Ouyang Qinglan, she is not herself, she is a woman who is engaged to Feng Yiche!
what is this?Is it to announce that his relationship with Ouyang Qinglan is indeed as rumored?
Or, he wanted her to take a closer look at the time of reading, just as Feng Qicheng said, she is not worthy, compared to Ouyang Qinglan, she is worthless!
Nian Shiqian seemed to understand why Feng Yiche refused to make her public, perhaps because of her identity, or perhaps because she was inferior to Ouyang Qinglan!

Feeling the trembling of the woman in his arms, Song Yanheng's eyes naturally shifted to Nian Shiqian, her complexion was not very good-looking, and she was a little absent-minded.

"What's wrong?" Song Yanheng whispered.

Shaking his head when he read it: "It's a little uncomfortable, can I go and have a rest?"

Song Yanheng nodded: "Okay, I'll take you to rest."

As he said that, Song Yanheng smiled and said to Feng Yiche and Ouyang Qinglan while supporting Nian Shi, "I'm sorry, my female companion is not feeling well, please feel free not to disturb the two of you."

Ouyang Qinglan nodded: "It's okay, Miss Nian's complexion is so bad, it's better to rest more."

With eyes like sharp swords, Feng Yiche looked at the hand on Nian Shi's shallow waist, wishing he could find a knife to chop it off now.

Just as she raised her foot to catch up, Ouyang Qinglan suddenly hugged his arm tightly: "Che, let's sit down too, my ankle hurts so much."

Feng Yiche said coldly, "Let go."

Ouyang Qinglan was embarrassed, but she still hugged Feng Yiche tightly, pleading in her tone: "Che, his feet really hurt. Don't worry, Miss Nian and Editor-in-Chief Song, the two of them must have intimate words Said, didn't you disturb others by going there? Besides, Editor-in-Chief Song will take good care of Miss Nian..."

Holding Song Yanheng's hand, Nian Shiqian walked towards the rest area a little unsteadily. She turned her head and looked behind with some expectation. Maybe Feng Yiche would see her discomfort. However, when she saw Ouyang Qinglan hugging Feng Yiche, and when Feng Yiche held her hand and stared at Ouyang Qinglan, the expectations in his heart were suddenly dashed.

With a shudder, Song Yanheng hurriedly asked, "How do you feel? Do you want to call a doctor? There is a 24-hour consultation room here."

"No need." When I read it, I hooked my lips slightly, "Maybe the heel of this shoe is too high, I'll be fine if I take a rest."

Song Yanheng relaxed slightly: "That's good, if you have any discomfort, you must tell me, and you can't hide it from me. Okay?"

Nodding while reading, secretly clenched her teeth.

"Miss Ouyang, please respect yourself!" Feng Yiche pulled Ouyang Qinglan's hand off his arm, his gaze was as still as still water.

(End of this chapter)