The Sickly CEO Asks For Hugs Everyday After Obtaining The Ability To Read Minds

I don't know what Shen Feiyu's purpose was, but after raising the price once, he disappeared, sitting on the chair like a transparent person.

The surrounding guests couldn't help looking at him curiously, guessing the origin behind their backs. After all, the action just now was clearly an enemy of the Feng family. Even the front row of the old man Feng looked back with a rare look, and his expression seemed a little shocked and complicated?

Everyone in the upper class is a human being, and they have to be consummate by observing words and expressions. Naturally, they can guess that this person is not simple.

Shen Yu was called to the stage to collect the expensive ring, showed a signature smile around him, took the microphone handed over by the auctioneer, and began to give his acceptance speech, "I am honored to help the Feng family preserve the inheritance, and thank you for raising your hand and letting go all the way..."

"Of course, there are also some comrades who may have a little grudge with the Feng family..."

He said, raised his brows and looked at Feng Si Rui meaningfully, "Fortunately, this comrade disregarded the past and resolved everything with love and tolerance..."

The guests under the stage were a little stunned. The word seemed to be wrong with the mouth of a donkey, or...or something else hidden?

Mr. Feng took the lead in applauding, and Shen Yu slowly stepped off the stage to return the ring to the original owner.

Old Man Feng stood up with the faucet crutches, "Son, this thing is yours."

Shen Yu was shocked, "That won't work!"

- "Don't say one billion, the bonus that the show team owes me hasn't been transferred yet!"

- "Grandpa, I can't take it out!"

He hurriedly stuffed the jewelry box into Old Master Feng's arms, but was vigorously returned, "You are the daughter-in-law of the old man, and you will keep this ring in your custody..."

"All the billions from the auction are donated to charities, which can be regarded as a blessing for your marriage with Si Rui."

Shen Yu's head shook like a rattle, "No, no, absolutely no, grandpa, how can I, I really can't bear such a precious family heirloom..."

"Also, I don't have a safe at home!"

When Old Man Feng heard this, he smiled lovingly, "Silly boy, you don't have Si Rui, let him give you one..."

"So many witnesses, if you don't accept..."

Halfway through the words, Shen Feiyu suddenly appeared not far away, and a playful voice interjected, "If you don't accept it, it means that the Feng family treats you harshly..."

"I haven't had a good life since I got married!"

Hearing this, Shen Yu frowned slightly and turned his face away, "What do you want to do?!"

"What kind of onion are you talking about, old man?!"

Shen Feiyu was stunned for a moment, then changed his face and said, "I'm talking to you!"

"Are you idle?!" Shen Yu was rude, "If you are disrespectful to grandpa, you are against me. If you dare to beep again, I will beat you to your knees and beg for mercy!"

Where has Shen Feiyu ever been so angry? Just as he was about to make a choking voice, he suddenly remembered the close combat in the studio of the Studio City...

He swallowed the words in his mouth again.

If he is really a descendant of the Shen family, he should be called uncle according to his seniority.

It's not ashamed to endure.

Shen Feiyu comforted himself like this.

"Xiaoyu, you can't be so rude, you're a guest..." Old Man Feng turned around and smiled amiably at Shen Feiyu, his expression was a little flattering, "Is your old man alright?"

Shen Yu, "??"

- "Grandpa actually knew him?! Still so polite?!"

- "The backstage is very hard?!"

Feng Si Rui walked to Shen Yu's side with his long legs. When he was shocked and wanted to eat melon, he grabbed the jewelry box and stuffed it into his pants.

The fabric was quite thin, and the back of my hand touched the temperature, causing a shudder in my heart.

His breathing was chaotic for a moment, and he quickly adjusted, and said with a stern face, "You can accept it when Grandpa tells you to accept it. What a lot of nonsense."

Mr. Feng seemed to be quite afraid of what Shen Feiyu would hear, so his expression changed and he said sternly, "You bastard, talk to your daughter-in-law well!"

Shen Yu was aggrieved, "Grandpa, I'm fine..."

"I'm used to it."

Old Man Feng picked up his cane and beat Si Rui, "Apologize to your daughter-in-law!"

"Grandpa!" Feng Si Rui shouted regardless of the pain in his leg.

Shen Yu looked sad and didn't smile.

- "Dog man, look at you still squeamish?!"

After the charity dinner was over, the guests returned one after another.

When sitting in the car, I summed up at the same time, tonight is a show of senior show.

The Feng family gave up the family heirloom and let the eldest daughter-in-law auction it back. Not only did she earn a lot of fame, but she also handed it over to the next inheritor and recognized the status of the eldest daughter-in-law in a high-profile manner.

It can be described as a shot with several carvings.

It's just that I don't know if Shen Yu's shirk is sincere or fake.

It looks like I really don't want it.

But why? Could it be that Feng Si Rui hasn't given up the idea of ​​divorcing him? !

The guests made up a big play, and the protagonist was sitting in the car, driving to the film and television city.

Shen Yu considered it again and again, and put the jewelry box back into Feng Si Rui's arms, "Brother Rui, this thing is too precious, I can't have it."

"Who do you want?" Feng Si Rui has endured to the limit.

"Yan..." Shen Yugang said a word, and saw President Ba's eyes terrifying.

"If you dare to say it, I will let you beg for death in the car today!" Feng Si Rui growled in a low voice.

The driver of the car was trembling with fright, and prayed in his heart not to kill anyone, or else he would be killed!

Shen Yu really didn't say a word, aggrieved, took the jewelry box, retracted his arm, stopped for a while, and said, "Brother Rui, you know I'm not the kind of person who takes external things very seriously..."

"You... make me sad."

Feng Si Rui rubbed his temples irritably, "Aren't you?"

Why is it so hard to send something? !

Push and push, just don't want it? !

Shen Yu jumped and said excitedly, "Of course I'm not!"

"I treat money like dung and focus on my career!"

"Ah, no, emotionally!"

Feng Surui's head was about to explode, and he waved his hand helplessly, "Okay, okay, I get it, stop for a while."

The dinner was over, and the servants were cleaning up.

Before Shen Feiyu left, he entered the study with Mr. Feng.

He put his hands in his pockets, his posture was casual, and he visited the display in the room. Suddenly he picked up a book and laughed, "I didn't think that Mr. Feng also likes to read history?"

"Just looking at it, occasionally recalling the past..." Mr. Feng said modestly, "How is Mr. Shen? Are you still strong?"

He asked just now, but Shen Feiyu didn't answer.

Shen Yu was still present, he dared not open his mouth to speak easily,

Afraid of being beaten...

"Grandpa is fine, it's just a matter of his mind that he's always thinking about." Shen Feiyu replied casually, then turned his head, "Master, can you get Shen Yu's hair?"

Old Man Feng was taken aback, "What do you want hair for?"

"It's all so clear, do you still have to match?"

Shen Feiyu grinned, "I suspect he is a fake!"