His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 114

Qian Miao looked at him lightly, and said in a leisurely voice, "What does this have to do with me?"

Feng Can raised his eyes, squatted down and said to her: "To be honest, I'm looking for you, mainly because you live at our mother's house now, and there are a lot of gossips outside that we've made it, and taking you there will be the most shocking to those woman."

"You don't have to do anything, just keep standing with me most of the time, and leave the rest to me."

Feng Can smiled slyly, and his abacus was full.

At this moment, he noticed Qian Miao's indifferent eyes, looking behind him.

Immediately, a chill emerged from the back of his spine, and an ominous premonition locked his throat.

He swallowed hard and thought to himself: No way...

With a murmur in his heart, he also looked back stiffly.

The first thing he saw was a pair of long legs that defied the sky, which scared him to the ground: "Brother... When did you come?"

Feng Xian: "What did you just say?"

Feng Can put on a smile: "I didn't say anything, I just came to ask you to come over. I still have a blind date, so I'll take a step first."

Saying that, he quickly got up and ran out of the yard.

Feng Xian looked at the girl: "It's almost time, has it passed?"

Qian Miao glanced at her phone, "You go first, I'll go later."

Feng Xian was silent.

After a few seconds, he raised his arms and looked at Qian Miao.

Qian Miao looked at him calmly: "Did you agree with Feng Can?"

Feng Xian's mouth curled into a small smile and said, "It's not the same."

Qian Miao raised her eyebrows, "What's the difference?"

The man lowered his eyes and thought for a second, then walked in front of her, a tall shadow covered her head, and the light of the sunset made the outline of his face even more profound and handsome.

He stretched out his hand to her, "What he wants is an hour or two of you, and what I want is your whole life."

Qian Miao's expression dissipated at will, and her eyes darkened.

I can't talk about this anymore.

He didn't take his hand away, and kept his body leaning slightly, waiting patiently for her to put it on.

"Brother Ah Xian."

A clear female voice sounded at the right time.

Qian Miao's eyes naturally turned away from his palm.

Turning her head, she saw a woman walking in dragging a long dress, holding a delicate little fan in her hand, like an elegant princess of the royal family in the Middle Ages.

Her eyes swept to Tang Qianmiao intentionally or unintentionally, and the color in her eyes darkened. Then, her eyes returned to Feng Xian, and she became full of smiles: "Brother Ah Xian, I just came back from Italy today. Brother Han is also back, let's go get together."

Feng Xian was indifferent: "It's not necessary."

The woman's face changed slightly, and then she smiled again, this time, her eyes shifted on Qian Miao's face, "This must be the sister of the Tang family, N is the first time we meet, I am Shi Yuqi, and my brother Chengan is the same as you. a school."

"So you're here." A mocking male voice suddenly burst in.

A man who looked to be in his thirties came slowly, with one hand in his pocket, looking relaxed and content.

Shi Yuqi judoed softly: "Brother, you are here too."

Shi Haihan raised his eyebrows: "I can't find anyone over there. It's not just that I have to come here. Ah Xian, how are you doing?"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly noticed the girl on the rocking chair, and the smile froze.

He stared straight at Qian Miao, as if he had seen something unbelievable.