His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 13 Sheng'an Temple is the first sight

The tone of this sentence is the same as his expression, it is shallow and light, there is no deliberate sarcasm and ridicule, but it is just like this that it can hit people's hearts the most.

Because what he said was what he said in his heart, what he expressed was literal meaning, and there was no other purpose.

Qiao Shiwan secretly said that it was over, thinking about how to restore a good image to this poisonous son, when she turned her head, she saw Tang Qianmiao's more meaningless and calmer expression, it seemed, she didn't listen to her son's words at all.

Ordinary girls, shouldn't they be embarrassed or embarrassed after hearing that?

The atmosphere fell into a strange silence, and Qiao Shiwan hurriedly broke the embarrassment: "This child, talk nonsense, Miao Miao, don't listen to him, he has nothing but work in his eyes, come on, Aunt Wan will show you Look at your room."

Tang Qianmi nodded slightly, smiling just right.

When she turned around, the light in the corner of her eyes swept across the tall figure behind her, and the interest in her eyes became more intense.

Feng Can's eyes chased the girl until she walked up the stairs, he couldn't help shaking his brother's arm, "Hey brother, did you see the way Tang Qianmi looked at you, he seemed to laugh at you, she didn't seem to be looking at you at all. Not on you."

"Brother, say something, it's the first time you've been despised by a girl, aren't you angry?"

Feng Xian glanced at him lightly: "Very free? Finished the homework?"

Feng Can immediately changed his face and laughed: "Brother, let's talk about homework later, let's talk about buying a car first..."

"No play."

He interrupted him coldly and ruthlessly, and crossed the atrium path to the building next door.

This building is usually used as a study for him, so Feng Can didn't follow him and continued to pester his father about buying a car.

As soon as Feng Xian entered the small gate of the arch courtyard, a middle-aged man was greeted inside, and he nodded slightly, "Second Young Master."

This man is Feng Xian's full-time driver, Lao Yu, who has been following Feng Xian since he was in elementary school, similar to the position of a personal housekeeper.

At 9:40, Feng Xian ended a video conference.

Lao Yu handed over the hot tea and said respectfully, "Today, the eldest young master went to report to the master, saying that the products for the new season of Wei Shi have already set the initial plan, and the master is very happy."

Feng Xian put down the tea cup, and Qing Jun's brows did not have a trace of emotional ups and downs: "Let's go, where's the third one?"

"The third young master is also rushing to find a perfumer, and he is still in France at the moment."

There was no reply from Feng Xian. Lao Yu took a closer look and found that he was staring at a string of numbers on his phone.

"Second Young Master, what is this number?"

Feng Xian said: "The contact information of Assistant Bai Mi."

Lao Yu smiled happily: "With Bai Mi's help, it is just around the corner for the young master to successfully capture Wei Shi."

Feng Xian said, "Don't you recognize the owner of this number?"

When Lao Yu heard the words, he put away his smile and lowered his head to take a closer look, his expression froze immediately.

"This, isn't this the number that the master gave you last night, it is the contact information of Miss Qian Miao, ah, Bai Mi's assistant is Miss Qian Miao?!"

Feng Xian put down his mobile phone and looked out the window, "I saw her at the auction tonight, she made an extraordinary move."

Lao Yu said, "Ms. Qian Miao is Yun Huan's daughter. Even if she has been raised in Sheng'an Temple for more than ten years, Yun Huan will never let her be truly isolated from the world. Presumably, she has introduced all her contacts over the years. I gave it to Miss Qian Miao, Yun Huan herself loves to make perfumes, and she often gathers with talented people in the circle. Thinking of this, Miss Qian Miao does have a chance to get to know Bai Mi."

Feng Xian raised her eyes, her black eyes were deep and deep, "You know quite a lot."

Lao Yu lowered his head and smiled, "Yun Huan has a good relationship with the master, and I only knew a little about her when I was working for the master." He thought for a while, and then said, "Actually, master, there is one thing I have not told you about. carry."

"Say."

Lao Yu said warmly, "Six years ago, when you were recuperating in Sheng'an Temple, there was a child who brought us boiled herbs every day, a very beautiful girl."

At this point, Feng Xian already understood what he meant.

There were slight ripples in the eyes that were always calm as water.

In a trance, he heard a delicate female voice six years ago in his ear. The cool and cold voice was the only interesting voice in his dull and dark days.

"Are you sure it's her?"

Lao Yu nodded: "Yes, Lao Yu has lived for so many decades, and this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful person. You can't go wrong, it's Miss Qian Mi."

These words passed through the Chongchong obstacle, all the way to the bathroom of a room in the next building.

Tang Qianmiao, who was taking a shower, opened her eyes, and her bright and beautiful eyes were filled with a playful smile.

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