Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"If you don't go to work at the company this time, is there anything wrong with running here?"

Feng Sheng snorted in his heart, and in front of Luo Yangyang, he did not expose Feng Heng's shameful behavior.

Feng Heng has fought with him for more than 20 years, and in countless contests, Feng Heng has never had the upper hand.

This time, he naturally wouldn't let Feng Heng succeed.

"It's all right. I went to the company just now. I heard that you went home in a hurry as soon as you arrived at the company. I'll come over and see if you need my brother's help or something."

Feng Heng's enchanting smile on the corner of his mouth was particularly brilliant, but his smile did not reach his eyes. When he looked towards the canonization, his peach blossom eyes were as gloomy as the juice of a poisonous spider.

"You have also seen that I have a sound limb, no hands or feet were interrupted, no help, you can go."

Feng Heng made it clear that he was gloating to watch his jokes, and the canonization voice was cold, and a rare sentence was said so long.

Luo Yangyang's right hand was still held by the canonization, and the two stood side by side.

But she looked at the canonization, and then at Fengheng, she understood every word they said, and she heard it clearly.

However, the more she listened, the more confused she became. The seemingly ordinary conversations, but she didn't quite understand what they were talking about, just like a mummy.

Luo Yangyang originally wanted to listen to what dumb riddles Fengsheng and Fengheng were playing, but at this time, her mobile phone rang untimely.

The ringtone of her mobile phone also attracted the attention of Fengsheng and Fengheng, and both of them looked at her at the same time.

Luo Yangyang's eyes looked at the two people left and right, then let go of Fengsheng's hand, she took the phone and walked aside.

Feng Sheng and Feng Heng, there is probably something else to say, she should go to answer the phone.

Luo Yangyang took out the phone and found that Hua Yifei had called her.

Hua Yifei seldom calls her, and only calls her when there is something to do. Now it is less than nine o'clock, he called so early, so that Luo Yangyang thought of the news in the Nanbei Daily.

"Hello." Luo Yangyang answered the phone.

"Yang Yang, have you read the newspaper?" Hua Yifei was in the office of his studio at this time.

On his desk, the North-South Daily News was placed.

"Are you talking about the Nanbei Daily? I saw it." Luo Yangyang looked back at the canonization six or seven meters away, his voice lowered a lot.

"Is it true?" Hua Yifei looked at the newspaper on the desktop, staring at a picture of a kiss in the newspaper. After hesitating for three seconds, he asked.

As a professional director, he can of course see that the seemingly intimate photos are actually just a matter of perspective.

But he had always doubted the true relationship between Luo Yangyang and the canonization, but he had never asked Luo Yangyang.

"Yes." Luo Yangyang's answer did not hesitate.

Hearing Luo Yangyang's affirmative answer, Hua Yifei's casual and lazy gaze instantly darkened a bit.

"The movie is still in theaters. Once you see this in the newspaper, it will cause a sensation in the entertainment industry. You must be mentally prepared."

Hua Yifei leaned back on the leather chair and told.

He raised his head slightly and closed his eyes, no one could see what his look was.

"Well, I know." Luo Yangyang's voice seemed to have dropped a little bit.

How could she not know what consequences this incident will bring.

After being with the canonization, she has been thinking about this problem, and this problem has been bothering her.

After hanging up Hua Yifei's phone, when Luo Yangyang was about to go back, her phone rang again.

She looked down, and the caller ID indicated the word ‘Su Fan’.