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Chapter 41: There's no need to get so angry about children playing around~ (Please give me flowers, votes, and rewards!)

"Did I see it right? He just broke the device for controlling objects with his bare hands?"

Feng Xingtong said with some stuttering.

As we all know, although the tools of people who control objects are not as good as special magical instruments, they are at least extremely hard.

After all, they are things that have been nourished by true Qi for more than ten years. The hardness of ordinary steel cannot be compared with that of these instruments.

Feng Xingtong had seen Jia Zhengyu's Dragon-Pecking Awl before.

That thing can easily penetrate a five-centimeter steel plate.

There is no need to say much about its sharpness and hardness.

But such things are like biscuits in Yang Fang's hands!

This...is really unbelievable for Feng Xingtong.

"That's outrageous. Are his hands really made of flesh?"

Feng Shayan also muttered softly.

And the look she gave Yang Fang was filled with curiosity.

After all, we are all the same age.

Why are you so strong?

As for Feng Zhenghao, he couldn't help but want to laugh!

The stronger Yang Fang becomes, the more it proves that he is right!

How could he not be extremely happy?

At this time, Yang Fang turned around and said to Feng Zhenghao:

"Boss Feng, do you mind if I teach this kid a lesson?"

"Hahaha, Boss Yang, why would I mind what you said? From the beginning to the end, it was Master Jia who provoked you. You deserve to teach him a lesson."

Feng Zhenghao spread his hands and laughed heartily.

Then he said to Feng Xingtong beside him:

"Xiaotong, have someone carry Master Jia down. The device for controlling objects has been destroyed. Master Jia needs to rest well."

"Yes, father."

Feng Xingtong immediately contacted his subordinates, and at this time Yang Fang also walked in front of Feng Zhenghao. He looked at Feng Xingtong and said:

"This must be Mr. Feng's son. He has some of Mr. Feng's style."

Feng Zhenghao quickly laughed and said:

"Boss Yang, you're too kind. This kid still has a long way to go. He needs to learn more before he can stand up to you."

Feng Xingtong also took advantage of the situation and bowed to Yang Fang, saying:

"My name is Feng Xingtong. Nice to meet you, Boss Yang. I admire your demeanor just now. I hope you can give me more guidance in the future."

"Hahaha, there's not much age difference between you and me, so there's no need to be so polite. Just treat each other normally."

"Xingtong doesn't dare."

Although they are of similar age, the gap in strength between the two sides is obvious.

Moreover, if Feng Xingtong really dared to treat Yang Fang in his usual manner now, he would surely receive a slap in the face from Feng Zhenghao.

Feng Xingtong didn't dare to really relax as Yang Fang said.

Yang Fang didn't say much, but at this moment, Feng Zhenghao's expression suddenly changed.

His smile suddenly faded, and he said apologetically:

"Boss Yang, there's something I must say. This farce could have been avoided. If Shayan hadn't provoked Master Jia with her words, he wouldn't have provoked you like this!"

After saying this to Yang Fang, Feng Zhenghao turned around and waved his hand.

He actually wanted to slap Feng Shayan.

Feng Shayan seemed to have accepted her fate and stood there without dodging or evading. Her eyes were lost and she was just waiting for the slap to come down.

But just as Feng Zhenghao was about to slap Feng Shayan in the face, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Feng Zhenghao turned his eyes and saw Yang Fang with a calm face.

He was shocked.

Yang Fang could actually grab his wrist so easily, and the strength was controlled just right.

If Yang Fang in front of him had not looked so young, Feng Zhenghao would really have thought that the owner of this hand was an old alien who had practiced for decades.

And he wasn't the only one who was shocked.

And there is Feng Shayan in front of the slap.

At this moment, the eldest daughter of the Feng family was looking at Yang Fang with a very complicated look.

"Boss Yang, what are you doing?"

Feng Zhenghao asked.

"It's just children playing around, there's no need to get so angry. Mr. Feng was impulsive."

Yang Fang said lightly.

Although he didn't know whether Feng Zhenghao was acting or serious.

But he knew that it would be better not to slap him.

In someone else's home, I asked the host to beat my own child because of me.

This kind of thing.

Even if nothing seems to happen in front of you, it will always cause trouble afterwards.

Even if Feng Zhenghao won't do anything about it in the future, what about Feng Shayan? What about Feng Xingtong beside him?

This is the trouble in the future.

Yang Fang is not afraid of trouble, but he also doesn't want to cause more trouble out of thin air.

It would be better for him to stand up now, act like a good guy and do a favor.

Feng Zhenghao put his hand down and said sincerely:

"Boss Yang is right, but Shayan was indeed wrong. Even if you can spare her the slap, please ask Boss Yang to let Shayan apologize for you!"

Feng Shayan then bowed her head and said to Yang Fang with a serious expression:

"I'm sorry, Boss Yang. Shayan was arrogant earlier. Please forgive me for my rudeness!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, get up."

Yang Fang waved his hand casually.

Then he said:

"Boss Feng, how about we stop here today? I'm really tired after fighting with Master Jia. I want to go back and rest."

"Okay, since Boss Yang said so, I won't force it. I'll let Sha Yan take Boss Yang back."

He just wanted to slap Feng Shayan, and now he wants Feng Shayan to send Yang Fang back.

Yang Fang couldn't help but sigh at Feng Zhenghao's character.

The other party really can let go!

"I am willing to send Boss Yang back. I hope Boss Yang will agree. This is also Sha Yan's insignificant apology."

Upon hearing this, Feng Shayan immediately bowed to Yang Fang and said.

Seeing this, Yang Fang nodded and said:

"Okay, you brought me here, and you send me away, so it can be considered a beginning and an end."

After saying that, he went downstairs with Feng Shayan.

Feng Zhenghao, who stayed where he was, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

The corners of his mouth curled up and he laughed out loud.

Feng Xingtong beside him also smiled.

The father and son looked at each other, and everything was said without words.

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Chapter 42: The evening breeze is charming and intoxicating~ (Please give me flowers, votes, and rewards!)

Downstairs of Tianxia Group.

Yang Fang opened the car door and sat in Feng Shayan's sports car. The two were silent for a while.

After Yang Fang fastened his seat belt, he looked at Feng Shayan beside him. She was holding the steering wheel with a dazed look on her face, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

But I have to say that the term "beautiful women and luxury cars" is really appropriate.

Feng Shayan is naturally good-looking, and after years of practice, her figure is impeccable.

The tight red and black leather jacket is attractive enough on the other person.

And in the cramped space of this sports car.

The other person's charm not only did not diminish in the slightest, but became even more alluring.

No wonder in the original novel, Jia Zhengliang was easily defeated by Feng Shayan.

Yang Fang began to understand Jia Zhengliang a little.

The eldest daughter of the Feng family is indeed unforgettable.

"What are you still standing there for? Drive!"

Yang Fang reminded him, and the other party suddenly recovered from his trance.

Then the other party quickly changed gears and stepped on the accelerator.

With the roar of the engine, the sports car sped away.

It was already getting late.

Tianjin also fell silent under the cover of night.

There were not many lights on in the tall residential buildings.

Not to mention the vehicles on the road.

It's also a lot less.

Yang Fang opened the window, then leaned his head gently against it, letting the evening breeze caress his cheeks.

This made him feel particularly comfortable.

The light from the street lamp flashed across his face again and again, and Feng Shayan beside him was always watching this side silently.

Feng Shayan was a little confused about the person next to her.

He is such a mature person when he is with his father.

If Feng Shayan hadn't known that this person was of the same age as her, she would have really treated Yang Fang, who was talking to her father at that time, as an elder.

But at this moment, when she looked at Yang Fang's movements and the comfortable expression on his face because of the wind, she felt a kind of childishness from him.

Feng Shayan was completely unable to connect the other party with the person in Tianxia Group.

In her opinion, Yang Fang now.

Like a lazy and comfortable cat.

Very young and very immature.