A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Before Feng Zeyang could answer, Shu Ange folded his arms and smiled contemptuously: "Oh, I will also consider reporting this news to the media. I believe that the title "The Second Generation of Rich Bullies and Beats Female Classmates" will be enjoyed by many people."

"Chen Pannan, are you crazy!"

Feng Zeyang didn't know if Chen Pannan had gone mad, but he was really going to be mad at being threatened by her like this.

But he had too many concerns, and was really afraid that she would tear her face and stab everything to the media.

Zhao Xingyuan looked at Shu Ange, who was fighting for justice in front of him, with a faint smile on his face.

As a man, how could a woman stand in the forefront? He looked at Feng Zeyang and only asked, "What's your name, from which family."

For some reason, Feng Zeyang was just annoyed when he was threatened by Shu Ange, but when Zhao Xingyuan asked his name, there was a chill on his back.

This is an instinctual wake-up call. Feng Zeyang's family is rich in this province, but it is not enough to look at the whole country.

He has also seen some super rich second generation, most of them are introverted, calm in character, and occasionally show strong temperament, exactly the same as the teenager in front of him.

"Zeyang, let's go, don't care about them in general."

Chen Huaiyu was a little afraid of dealing with Shu Ange, a person who was regarded as a shame by the whole family in the past, but since the car accident, his body seemed to be covered with thorns and fangs.

She was afraid of Chen Pannan, and suddenly exposed their sisterhood in front of everyone.

"Chen Huaiyu, we don't care about you, you better remember it clearly."

"Fuck, Chen Pannan, I'm ignoring you. You really think you've made a big deal. If you have the ability, call the police now, and I'm afraid you won't succeed."

"What's his name."

Zhao Xingyuan didn't take the bluffing Feng Zeyang in his eyes, and looked at Shu Ange intently.

"Feng Zeyang, the only son of Feudal Tong, the CEO of Taiyang Real Estate."

"It turned out to be the son of a real estate developer, no wonder he is so domineering."

Zhao Xingyuan looked at Feng Zeyang with more contempt and contempt.

The Zhao family is also engaged in real estate, but the main business is instant messaging, online media, wireless Internet value-added, e-commerce, and high-tech industries such as medical equipment and pharmaceutical development.

Comparing the two industries, it is the light of the firefly and the sun and the moon.

If it wasn't for his mother's hometown in H Province, Zhao Xingyuan would not even have heard the name of Taiyang Real Estate.

As a rich second-generation, Feng Zeyang is not sought after wherever he goes. When Zhao Xingyuan said this, he angrily scolded: "What's wrong with the real estate developers, you **** who can't afford a house are jealous of Lao Tzu."

"..."

Such a character and quality is really disappointing, Shu Ange gave Chen Huaiyu a strange look.

What did she like about Feng Zeyang? Could it really be justice?

It doesn't matter if you don't have culture, but if you don't have the quality, you like to curse, belittle others and provoke others. It's just an urban version of a rogue.

Seeing a conflict between several people, Lu Baoli hurriedly settled the situation: "Everyone is alumni, and it hurts to call the police, so let's take a step back."

Chen Huaiyu's face was also not very good-looking. She took Feng Zeyang's arm and whispered, "Zeyang, let's change stores. I don't like the style of these sneakers."

"Okay, let's buy better ones."

Realizing that Zhao Xingyuan might be someone he couldn't afford to offend, Feng Zeyang angrily left with Chen Huaiyu.

After Jiang Ying went out, she frequently turned her head to look at Zhao Xingyuan.

She really likes his looks and wants to have further contact with him.

"I'm sorry, I have troubled you. Feng Zeyang and I have some conflicts. Every time he sees me, he always finds fault. As for the girl who is close to him, she is actually my sister with the same father and mother."

"Anytime you hate people, don't take it to heart. Judging from Feng Zeyang's character, the Feng family is not far from falling."

Shu Ange smiled, Zhao Xingyuan's mouth was quite poisonous, and his character was more vivid than she imagined.

"I think so too. After all, my goal is to bring the Feng family to the bottom."

She was radiant and confident in her eyes.

Zhao Xingyuan snorted and picked up the handbag for her: "Go to the fifth floor. After dinner, I will take you home."

After dinner, it was past nine o'clock in the evening, and Zhao Xingyuan took Shu Ange back to the community by taxi.

"Goodbye, I'm at the place, slow down when you go back to the hotel. Thank you for your hospitality and gifts. I'll write you a prescription. If it works, please come to Z City to find me."

After Shu Ange got out of the car, he explained a lot to Zhao Xingyuan.

"I will be in Beijing tomorrow, and the prescription will be brought back. If Feng Zeyang troubles you again, you can call me."

Zhao Xingyuan is not a nosy person. He didn't ask Shu Ange and Feng Zeyang about any conflict, but just asked her to call and tell him when she was in trouble.

"Actually, he's just a bit of a jerk, and he can't make any trouble. I can solve it myself. Thank you for your concern."

Shu Ange was carrying a large schoolbag and a handbag in one hand, and waved to Zhao Xingyuan: "The journey is smooth, if you feel any discomfort, remember to call me."

The window slowly rolled down.

The rain had stopped, and Zhao Xingyuan watched the girl stagger into the community.

Her right leg seemed to be a little shorter than her left, so she always limped to one side when she walked.

Just such a thin and small girl, after he fainted from a heart attack, took him out with difficulty.

Judging from the appearance of the community, the housing prices here should not be too low.

The younger sister, who shares the same father and mother, dressed up brightly and went shopping for luxury goods with her classmates. She herself has to wear old clothes and wander alone in the cemetery.

Zhao Xingyuan sighed slightly, everyone has their own misfortune and sadness.

Before returning home, Shu Ange reached out and knocked on the door, and shouted lazily, "Open the door."

As soon as her voice fell, the door opened. Song Xiangzhi blocked the entrance and glared at her fiercely: "What are you doing today, why are you coming back now."

The sensor light came on, Song Xiangzhi turned her eyes on Shu Ange, and stretched out her hand to tear off her jacket: "Okay, where did you get the new clothes, and how much does it cost."

After she scolded Shu Ange, she saw the handbag in her hand with sharp eyes, and her eyes suddenly became anxious: "What's in the bag, where did it come from?"

Song Xiangzhi's voice was too loud, and the neighbors opened the door and complained, "In the middle of the night, can you make it a little louder, so that no one can sleep."

The neighbor's complaint made Song Xiangzhi's face collapse. She took out her anger on Shu Ange, and raised her hand to tug at her ear.

Of course Shu Ange wouldn't let her pull her ears smoothly. She took a step back and asked coldly, "Will you let me in?"

Chen Xukun was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, and came to the door listening to the news.

(Mom, little angels~~~)