Seeing Feng‘s warm heart expression change slightly, Wen Chenglin puckered his eyebrows and patted his small buttocks. "Grandpa is a little tired."

"Grandpa, go to bed quickly." Meat quickly helped Wen Chenglin to lie down and covered him with a quilt.

Jumping out of bed, he took Feng Nuanxin‘s hand. "Grandma, let‘s go out. Grandpa wants to sleep."

Feng Nuanxin bent over and pasted his face with the meat and said softly, "Grandma is here with Grandpa. Let‘s go out and play with the meat."

"All right, then." Meat meat looked at Wen Chenglin, went out of the room and closed the door.

As soon as he left, there were only two people left in the room.

Wen Chenglin did not sleep, but looked at the ceiling with his eyes open.

Feng Nuan thought he was afraid he had something to say to himself, so he waited quietly.

For a long time, I heard his voice, "I‘m fine, you go with meat."

Is that all?

Some people couldn‘t believe it. She sat on the bed and tucked Wen Chenglin into the quilt. "Sleep, I‘ll accompany you here."

"No." Wen Chenglin looked at her, "I want to stay alone for a while."

"Chenglin, are you angry with me?" Feng Nuanxin sipped his lips. "It happened that he went to see the meat, and the meat loathe to give up on him. He clamored for him to come to his home as a guest. There was no way out. I just..."

"You don‘t have to explain so much." Wen Chenglin gave a wry smile and held her out from the quilt. "I know how you are."

Is it really clear?

If it is really clear that the test just now was her illusion?

It is becoming more and more difficult to guess his mind.

Feng warm heart only feel, full of exhaustion.

Suddenly, there is a trace of regret in the bottom of my heart spread.

She hastily stopped the idea.

What do you regret?

Did she regret seeing Albert look so good now?

"You rest, I‘ll go out first." Standing up, she hurried out of the room as if she were running away.

For fear that Wen Chenglin would see something strange.

… …

The cooperation between Yuanyang and Huanyu this time was extremely smooth due to rowan family‘s participation and Rowan‘s escort.

Both companies have made a lot of money, especially Yuanyang, which is vaguely about to start to compete with one of the best family enterprises such as Huanyu and Hengyou.

Of course, Rowan is indispensable to all of these.

At the celebration dinner, Rowan did not say he would come, nor did Song Liancheng say he had been invited.

So Claudia was very surprised when he saw him bring Wu Ruo in.

There is a feeling that these two men have been playing with each other without telling. It is very, very uncomfortable.

Carrying champagne, she walked to Rowan.

Standing in front of him, smiling brightly.

Wu Ruo was very discerning and said in a low voice, "President, I‘ll go there first."

Rowan nodded and naturally took Claudia‘s champagne and took a sip. "Why?"

With his hands empty, Claudia looked at the man who drank his champagne calmly and curled his pie mouth. "Why are you here?"

"I can‘t come?"

"You..."

"BOSS Rowan."

"Song Zong."

The champagne in his hand was stuffed back into Claudia‘s hand. Rowan wiped her and greeted and shook hands with Song Liancheng.

Claudia conveniently stood beside Rowan and looked at Song Liancheng with a smile.

Song Liancheng ridiculed her and unknown so, "What‘s wrong with Claudia?"

Claudia shook his champagne glass. "Nothing."

I want to come to Song Liancheng to find Rowan beyond myself. Although Yuanyang and the whole world are strategic cooperative relations, they both know how this relationship came about.

Song Zhihua, son of Song Dynasty, made a mistake. This cooperative relationship is only a compensation for Song Liancheng.

Now, Yuanyang has also gained a lot of convenience and cheapness. It seems that Song Liancheng is starting to move his flowers and intestines.

Also, there is no business but no rape.

Fried dough sticks like Song Liancheng are even more unfathomable.

Over time, Yuanyang will not be allowed to take advantage of it all the time.

But what Claudia did not expect was that Rowan was also involved.

What this person thinks is what matters.

Isn‘t it for her, for her?

Now working hand in hand with Song Liancheng, how do you say?

Look at Claudia‘s face, Song Liancheng tunnel is not good.