His Wife Calls The Shots

A woman sat opposite him, her eyes lit up with stars, and her red lips were telling something.

It seems that this blind date is half of the time, at least the woman seems very satisfied with him.

Tang Qianyan did not rush to call him, but naturally pulled the chair behind the table behind him and sat down.

The waiter stepped forward and she ordered a cup of coffee at random.

A soft female voice came from the back table, "Out of work, I like to paint. I am not talented. I have held several art exhibitions. Mr. Feng likes to collect paintings. You can help me see how my paintings are. kind?"

The voice was soft and soft, sweet like a candy bar, Tang Qianmian recognized the desire and confidence in it.

Longing to be praised.

Then, she heard the man replied—

"Ugly."

The woman's voice freezes, "Uh...sorry, what are you?"

"If this painting is at your current level, I advise you not to hold any exhibitions. Apart from embarrassment, the only use is to add jokes to the conversation after dinner."

The man's voice was cold and quiet, and there was a bit of uninterested randomness in the coldness.

The woman was annoyed, "Mr. Feng, what do you mean, you haven't given me a smiling face since I sat down, you don’t care about me, and that’s all, painting is what I’m good at, you Did you know that I won the prize for this painting, and many people want to buy it, but I don’t sell it!"

A light grin passed Tang Qianmiao's ears, and the man's voice slowly sounded, "You can get a prize to show that your competitor is weaker than you. If someone buys it, it can only show that his eyes are not good."

"You! You didn't like me at all, did you?!"

"Not too dumb."

Tang Qianmiao tasted the coffee in his hand unhurriedly, and the corners of his mouth curled up like nothing.

The woman was silent for a while, obviously out of anger.

Just when Tang Qianyan thought she took her bag and left or poured water to seal the strings, she heard the voice of female Rao again—

"In that case, why are you sitting with me for so long?"

"Wait for someone."

"Waiting for someone? Don’t make excuses. I’ve been sitting for so long, how about people? Oh, I don’t think you should continue to disobey your grandfather. When we reach the age of marriage, we will get engaged and get married according to the family arrangements. , Who else is worthy of you?"

The woman's voice is not so cold, but it brings some hope.

Obviously, she really fell in love with this man.

Unexpectedly, the man replied to her, "People have already come."

When these words came out, Tang Qianmiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, isn't it? Where is it?" The woman didn't believe it.

After that, Tang Qianyan heard the sound of the chair moving, and in the next second, he saw the man standing in front of him.

The man looks very dazzling and outstanding, especially those eyes, although they are full of cold and alienated, they can't hold back their good looks, even if it is cold, they seem to be affectionate, very attractive. As soon as he stood up, the women in the restaurant all bowed to him with loving attention.

His indifferent eyes cast an eye on Tang Qianyan's face, "Let's go."

The woman walked over without giving up, glanced at Tang Qianxiang coldly, and asked Fengxian, "Who is she? What does it have to do with you?!"

The man looked away coldly and didn't intend to answer her.

But she intercepted Fengxian's path and continued to ask.

Tang Qianmian remained silent, keeping his heart in the theater.

Suddenly, there was a sting in her left chest, which made her brows tighten.

Raising his eyes sharply, his eyes focused on the man.

Time to confirm.

Without hesitation, she reached out and grabbed the man's wrist and pulled herself into his arms.

His hands were around his waist, and his face was resting on his shoulders.

He didn't spray any perfume, but he had a unique scent on his body, a bit like a mint scent mixed with milk.

Tang Qianfan has smelled countless kinds of scents, but there has never been a scent that can relax her body so thoroughly.

Slowly, the tingling in his chest disappeared, and his breathing became calmer.

A sensation of warmth came from the man's sturdy body, wrapping her densely.

She opened her eyes and saw the back of the woman leaving sadly.

"Have enough?" A cold male voice sounded in his ears.

Tang Qianyan let go of him, his expression didn't have the shame that the scene should be, and he was very calm, "It's just to help you refuse, don't think too much."

After a sentence, she stepped towards the exit.

For the first time, emotions other than sickness appeared on the cold face of the man behind him, his eyes sinking slightly.

do not think too much? Ah.

The two got into the car one after the other, both sitting in the back seat, but separated by a certain distance.

Tang Qianyan was still thinking about the changes in his body just now, and his heart was shocked. After eighteen years of life, he encountered such a miraculous thing for the first time.

She sent a message to Qian Ru, "It's confirmed, it's not a coincidence."

Qian Ru: If you have the conditions to confirm it twice, if the pain will disappear without him, it means it has nothing to do with him.

Tang: The two are not the same. It takes at least three minutes to relieve it by yourself, and it will disappear immediately when you get close to him.

Qian Ru: Confirm twice more, it is beneficial and harmless.

Tang: Again.

At the end of the chat, she started playing games to pass the time in the car.

Feng Xian didn't pay any attention to her either. He focused on the computer in his hand, and occasionally answered a short phone call.

The assistant felt that the atmosphere was too cold, and always wanted to relax.

So after Feng Xian answered a phone call, he said: "Master, I have received the news that the young master has already recruited people to start developing new products, and we have to hurry up."

"What's the hurry." Feng Xian didn't care.

Assistant: "Master, in fact, I think that Bai Mi only exists in rumors. If there is such a perfumer, how could he not even show his face? I have only heard of people who are not good enough, and I have never heard of deliberate shading. "

Recently, Mr. Feng wanted to pass on the company in his hand and made a request that which grandson could make Vichy's perfume sales in the next quarter rank first in the country, and then give the company to whom.

The eldest master moved quickly, and he had already recruited talents to start developing new products. The young master of his family did not hesitate and looked for a perfumer who only exists in rumors.

"Drive your car." Feng Xian responded coldly.

The assistant pursed his lips, not daring to say more.

When the two were talking, Tang Qianmiao didn't lift his eyelids, strangling a BOSS neatly, but when the assistant mentioned Bai Mi, his fingers paused.

A touch of interest flashed across the eyes.

The next second, she concentrated on playing the game again.

At this time, Feng Xian closed the Ling's brain and asked the assistant to hand over a bottle of water.

The assistant hurriedly handed over the water, and he was relieved, the young master is still quite gentlemanly, and he also knows to take care of the girl and give her water.

It's all right now, and the atmosphere is definitely not cold anymore.

He glanced back and laughed when he saw Fengxian unscrewing the bottle cap. Look, his young master is actually not cold at all, and he even twists the bottle caps for girls.

In the next second, he saw in the mirror that his young master delivered water to his mouth and took a sip gracefully without touching the mouth of the bottle with his lips.

The assistant's expression was chapped.

Well, he thinks too much.

"Thirsty?"

The assistant pricked up his ears in horror, confirming that this was the voice of his own young master!

The "Cold Noodle King" of the Feng family still cares about people?

He heard it right!

Tang Qianyan was not as rich as his expression, but he was surprised for a second.

She looked at the water handed in front of her, and then at Fengxian, wondering in her heart.

If I remember correctly, this is the third word he said to her after she entered the Fengjia.

Such a cold person, do you care if she is thirsty?

She raised her eyelids slightly, stared at his dark eyes for a few seconds, and then generously took the water, "Thanks."

He raised his head and took a sip, clear water pouring into her mouth, and a drop splashed on her chin, sliding down to the delicate collarbone in a perfect arc.

A sip of water, she drank out the chic and courageous spirit of drinking.

Just about to close the lid, Feng Xuan reached out, took the water, and covered it with his own hands.

Her phone vibrated suddenly, drawing her gaze away.

Da Bai: Are there any books suitable for intermediate perfumers? Borrow a few books and have a look.

Tang: Ming sent it to you.

Da Bai: OK! As expected, I am the most obsessed with Junior Sister Rao O(∩_∩)O.

Tang Qianyan glanced at the time and said, "Stop at the intersection ahead."

"Ah? You won't return to Fengjia?" The assistant was surprised.

Feng Xian Yuguang also glanced at the girl.

She has already untied the seat belt, "I have something personal to deal with, and I will go back later."

"But... the master wants to see the young master personally lead you in..."

"Stop." The male fist called.

The assistant had no choice but to obey, and watched Tang Qianmian go down.

Turning back to Fengxian said, "Master, if you don't see Sister Tang, will the master blame you for doing things badly?"

Feng Xian looked indifferent, "I have already picked up the person. It is her own choice whether to return. Turn around and go to the company."

Assistant counseled: "Okay."

The assistant looked back busy waiting for the order.

"You also give me water." The man ordered.

The assistant was stunned. After seeing the dead skin on his lips in the mirror, he suddenly realized!

His young master has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and when he sees something uncomfortable, he wants to correct it.

Among them, I don't like to see dry lips.

Therefore, he usually wears lipstick at work to prevent any discomfort caused by the dry skin.

It seems that Tang Qianyan’s lips are also a bit dry?

So, the boss just did that just to make himself feel more comfortable?

The assistant laughed, but after another thought, this is the style of his boss.

Suddenly caring about women or something, it's too much.

In the back seat, the phone rang again.

"grandfather."

"Asshole! What's going on on blind dates? Why are you crying with anger again?"

"The body is important, your old man should stop the anger first, don't worry."

"Bah! Even if I die, I was **** off by you! You, how many girls have you cried this month?!"

"People who don't really love me won't understand me, and they will cry in anger if they don't understand me." The man's voice came out slowly.

"Bah! Don't give me these crooks! I ask you, girl, you have a girlfriend, what's going on, where? Where are you hiding?"

Feng Xian changed his hands and continued listening, "Her is Tang Qianyan."

"Wh, what?! You bastard! You are only in the third year of high school! You can do it too! You are planning to cultivate, huh? Isn't it?"

Feng Xian smiled faintly, "Is it because I'm talking about one, you won't arrange a blind date for me?"

"Yes!" The old man said angrily.

Fengxian: "Well, then you treat it as if I'm doing it."