Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened.

She accidentally caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye, and Feng Yi also looked at her from the rearview mirror.

"No, it's my classmate." Luo Yangyang responded with a smile.

Feng Yi's eyebrows picked up slightly and looked at Luo Yangyang from the mirror. Run smiled and retracted his gaze.

Lying can still keep his face unchanged, which is regarded as allowing him to see the other side of Luo Yangyang.

"..." Feng Yihan was only tentatively asking. Seeing Luo Yangyang's denial, she looked at her a few times and didn't say anything.

"Second brother, is the company busy? Big brother hasn't been home for many days." Feng Yihan looked at Feng Yi, who was concentrated and happy.

What she wanted to ask most was whether Feng Sheng and Luo Yangyang lived together, but she didn't dare to ask, worried that the answer would make her collapse.

She would suspect that it was actually normal. Luo Yangyang and the canonization each found an excuse to move out on the same day.

For more than half a month, neither of these two have returned home, can she not doubt it.

"The company has just taken over, so naturally it's busy." Feng Yi squinted his head slightly and saw Feng Yihan's dissatisfaction and grievances.

Luo Yangyang listened to their conversation, and a question mark couldn't help but pop up in his mind.

Canonization is busy?

Why didn't she see it.

I went to his office several times, although he was working every time he went.

But if he is really busy, can he still play her with air conditioning?

When the car stopped at the entrance of the Film Academy, Feng Yihan looked back at Luo Yangyang in surprise: "You went to the Film Academy?"

Before, she also wanted to go to film school and wanted to major in acting, but no one in the Feng family agreed.

Old man Feng also said that the identity of an actor is not good, and that an actor is just a actor, lowering the grade of Fengjia.

The old man didn't like her very much. In order to prevent him from resenting her, she only studied other majors.

"Yeah." Luo Yangyang responded with a pause when he wanted to open the door.

She knew that some people had a bad impression of the students in the film school.

I feel that the students in the academy are profiting if they are not fame, the relationship is disordered, and their private lives are disorderly.

"What profession?" Feng Yihan really cared about Luo Yangyang for the first time.

"Screenwriter." Luo Yangyang returned.

"Why don't you study acting?" Feng Yihan asked rhetorically.

She thought that Luo Yangyang majored in acting and wanted to be an actor in the future.

"I have no interest in being an actor." Luo Yangyang really didn't want to talk to Feng Yihan too much, so he said to Feng Yi, "Second brother, I'm back to school."

"Yeah." Feng Yi nodded, and when Luo Yangyang opened the door, he said again, "If you have anything, remember to call your second brother."

"Okay." Luo Yangyang's right foot was already stretched out, and then turned around to look at Feng Yi, "I don't have a second brother's phone."

"Give me the phone." Feng Yi extended his arm towards Luo Yangyang.

Luo Yangyang placed the mobile phone he held in Feng Yi's palm after speaking on the phone.

"Lock screen password." After Feng Yi turned on the screen, he looked at Luo Yangyang.

Luo Yangyang's heart shook for a moment, and he pretended to be calm and said: "Four one."

Feng Yi didn't doubt that he had unlocked it, but Feng Yihan on the side suddenly said, "Why is 1111 a bit familiar? Brother, isn't this your birthday number?"

Luo Yangyang's big obsidian eyes flashed fiercely, and she regretted it instantly. She should unlock her phone before handing it to Feng Yi's.

Feng Yi was startled, the hand holding the phone was also a pause, then raised his eyes to look at Luo Yangyang.