Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

As soon as Ma Feng saw the foreigner who followed Luo Ye in, he was holding the remote control in his hand, his five fingers could not help but tighten.

Lancelot Godwin!

The boss just asked him to investigate Lancelot Godwin, and in a blink of an eye, Lancelot himself actually appeared here.

Sister Hong, who was sitting at the counter, opened her eyes wide in shock when she saw Luo Ye led a foreigner in.

She has opened a store for so many years, and she has never lived in so many foreigners at once, and she is all handsome.

"Sister Hong, is there any room to open?"

Luo Ye who entered the Youth Hostel went straight to Sister Hong.

"No, he opened the last room in the morning."

Sister Hong pointed to Ma Feng sitting on the sofa.

Lancelot's Chinese language is particularly good. He understood Sister Hong's words and looked at Ma Feng along the way.

Ma Feng's expression face always gives people a calm temperament.

Lancelot scrutinized him a few times, and did not stop his eyes too much, his eyes quickly returned.

"Uncle, there is no room. Maybe you have to squeeze a room with me."

Luo Ye looked at Lancelot with regret.

He didn't mind squeezing, but he didn't know if his uncle would be uncomfortable.

"It's ok."

Lancelot, with a black suitcase in his right hand, motioned to Luo Ye to take him back to the room.

Sister Hong secretly looked at Lancelot for several times, the other party's unrestrained temperament, she knew from a glance that she must have done a lot of arrogant and extraordinary things when she was young.

When Lancelot was led upstairs by Luo Ye, only Sister Hong and Ma Feng were left on the first floor.

Sister Hong looked at Ma Feng and said in surprise:

"What's the wind blowing in the store? Why do so many handsome guys come this summer?"

Sister Hong was just exclaiming, she was shocked and needed to vent.

But when she listened to Ma Feng's ears, she meant to ask.

Ever since, Ma Feng thought about it seriously, and then came to an unconstrained conclusion: "It is estimated that your store has better Feng Shui."

Twenty years ago.

Lancelot and Luo Ying met here.

Twenty years later.

Luo Ying's daughter Luo Yangyang came here, and Lancelot also ran back here from the British Isles. This fate is also wonderful.

Ma Feng's answer made Sister Hong ashamed, but she flicked her hair and said with a hint of pride:

"My shop has been standing for decades, and of course Feng Shui is better!"

Her store is an ancestral store, which is passed down from generation to generation, waiting for which generation to flourish and flourish.

Ma Feng looked at Sister Hong, who was not humble at all. He suddenly thought of an important question. He threw the remote control on the sofa and immediately got up and walked upstairs.

"Hey, what are you doing so bluffing?"

Sister Hong looked at the horse wind as if she was going to reincarnate, and she was a little surprised.

Ma Feng ignored Sister Hong's question, and walked upstairs several steps in one step.

‘Knock, knock! Ma Feng stood at the door of 201's room, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, within five or six seconds, the door opened.

The person who opened the door was the canonization. Ma Feng looked over the canonization shoulder and saw Luo Yangyang sitting behind him in front of the window, and Luo Yangyang was facing him.

"Lancelot is here."

Ma Feng deliberately lowered his voice.

"Lancelot Godwin?" Feng Sheng's brows moved slightly.

"Well, Lancelot Godwin just came." Ma Feng said and pointed to the door of the next room 202, "I'm in Luo Ye's room now."