His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1148

Lu Wanyu kicked him: "I don't want to hear it."

With this firm foot, Cang Zeyue also showed pain on his face, but this time, he didn't let go of his hand like before.

"Come with me."

After saying a heavy word, he dragged Lu Wanyu away.

Seeing this, Feng Can hardened his heart, then turned to look at Wei Wu who had been hiding all afternoon.

"Well, Wei Wu, I have something to tell you."

Wei Wu looked at him and nodded.

After a while, the two also found a place to talk.

In the same place, Bai Mucheng and Feng Xian were left.

Silence surrounded the two of them.

After a while, Bai Mucheng said, "Let's talk too."

the other side.

Cui Jinghuan's car was very close. Even so, the two were surrounded by many fans, and it was difficult to even drive forward.

Cui Jinghuan got used to this state and talked to her freely.

"It's great to hear you sing for the first time."

Qian Miao leaned back and said, "It's not like that, it's nothing special."

"It's different. What you sing is just nice."

"That's ridiculous." She smiled helplessly.

Cui Jinghuan waved his hand, "Mr. Feng is still amazing, he can make you sing."

Thinking of something, he asked, "Is he the one you mentioned last time?"

Understanding his eyes, Qian Miao nodded: "Well, he is your grandma's favorite apprentice, Bai Shu."

"In the beginning, your grandma treated me very badly, but then she got better. It can be said that I was able to get your grandma's attention because of his blessing, and he also passed this ring on to me."

She looked at the silver ring on her index finger, and the past was floating in her mind.

This was transformed from the ring given by the grandma of the dark alliance, and it has been protecting her all these years.

Cui Jinghuan smiled slightly: "It's not a free gift, didn't she give you a task?"

Qian Miao let go of her hands: "The task is not heavy, and this deal is not a loss."

"Not heavy? In order to save our family, you almost died at that time."

Qian Miao said calmly: "The process is not important, as long as the result is not killed."

She looked far away, as if she had returned to the past.

At that time, when she received a mission to save people, the moment she saw Cui Jinghuan, she realized that this person was the resident guest of the variety show that grandma grandma watched every day in front of the computer.

This person is her own grandson.

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After a group of people ran to chase the stars, the party was quiet, and only some people from the student union were left to organize the cleaning work.

Two men stood next to the stage, separated by a meter from each other.

"She cares about you very much." Bai Mucheng said.

Feng Xian: "Obviously."

The corners of Bai Mucheng's lips curled into a self-deprecating arc, and he said again: "Fate is sometimes ridiculous, and what you try to avoid in every possible way, ends up being self-defeating."

He turned his eyes and looked at the painting scroll in Feng Xian's hand.

Feng Xian realized that the words were profound, so he didn't ask deeply, but said: "Sometimes there must be something in fate."

Bai Mucheng smiled and nodded, seeming to agree, but also helpless.

There were thousands of words in his eyes, but when he reached his mouth, he kept silent.

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

After a pause, when he turned to leave, he said again, "Happy birthday."

Feng Xian watched him go away, his ink eyes were full of thoughts.

Not long after, Qian Miao came back.

There was only Feng Xian in place.

The two decided to hand over these things to the department and returned to Feng's house. Qiao Shiwan was still at home waiting for Feng Xian to celebrate her birthday, so she didn't eat any food.

Feng Xian said: "Change your clothes first, I brought a clean set."

Before Qianmiao could speak, another voice came from behind: "Tang Qianmiao."