His Dearest Wife

Chapter 66

Along the way, Lin's brain was empty. Feng Yu thought about it repeatedly.

Even forget their own hands, he was overbearing buckle in the palm of the heart, the scorching temperature, has been burning into her heart.

It made her shiver involuntarily.

The destination of the car is not Fengjia villa, but the hall gate of Fengyu group.

Miss Lin was surprised by the domineering and magnificent gate outside the door, and looked at the man beside him in surprise: "what do you bring me here for?"

"Come to the office with me." Feng Yu's voice was light. The door opened and he went straight down.

Lin sighed softly and had to get off with him.

This is the headquarters of Fengyu group. People come and go in the huge and empty hall, but as soon as Fengyu steps in, everyone looks at him.

As if he is the most dazzling luminous body, people can't help but want to stick their eyes on him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Feng!"

Facing the active greeting of the staff under the group, Feng Yu's expression was light and polite.

Lin Xiangxiang deliberately hesitated and kept a distance of one to two meters from Feng Yu. In this way, no one focused too much on her, except for some men with dim colors.

Lin Xiangxiang is still wearing a ceremonial dress. In such a rigorous workplace, she is really swaggering.

Women see her, also secretly surprised, this woman is who? How dare you enter Fengyu group without formal dress?

If she is a newcomer here, she will be ruthlessly dismissed. Almost everyone knows that the first rule of Fengyu group is the requirement for clothes.

Miss Lin can't take care of other people's strange eyes. Seeing Feng Yu step into the elevator door, she is in a hurry. She quickens her pace and then steps in.

Elevator door timely closed, Feng Yu's eyes flashed displeasure: "when do you want to be afraid of me?"

Miss Lin was stunned for a moment.

Feng Yu's tone was more discontented: "if you don't want to appear on the same screen with me, you go back now, I can't help but force you."

"My heels are too high. I seldom wear high heels before. My feet are not comfortable." Lin Xiangxiang is telling the truth. After stepping on high heels for a long time, the heels are sour and painful.

Feng Yu's face looked better. The next moment, he squatted down and took her high-heeled shoes with his big palm: "if you have pain in your feet, take them off. Don't wear them."

Lin miss a pair of beautiful eyes open big, some can't believe noble, such as him, even a little not modest abandon to take off shoes for himself.

She immediately blushed, and quickly stepped back two steps: "no, I'll do it myself."

Feng Yu is very strong to seize her a slender foot, forced the high heels to take away.

Lin missed the buzzing sound in his head. He felt embarrassed to the extreme. First of all, it was a disturbing thing for a man to seize his feet and take off his shoes for him, not to mention whether the shoes he had worn all day had a peculiar smell.

Feng Yu took off her two high heels and threw them to one side. At this time, the elevator door opened and the floor arrived.

Miss Lin thought for a while to go out barefoot, but soon, this idea is redundant.

The man's strong body bent, two strong arms, very body ran to hold her up.

"Er..." Lin took a breath and felt his body empty. His two little hands instinctively entangled the man's neck in case of falling.

Feng Yushen walked outside the elevator door. When he passed a row of assistant areas, a group of women who were busy working were all stunned and unbelievable.

In their eyes, Feng Zong, who is aloof and ruthless, holds a girl in her arms.

This scene suddenly broke their hearts. They were envious and envious. They began to guess whether the girl's identity was the woman who had just married Feng Shao not long ago.

Miss Lin did not expect that there were so many staff here. She blushed and subconsciously buried her face in Feng Yu's arms. She did not dare to look at their expressions.

Feng Yu, however, is self-confident and steady. He walks into his office with Lin missing in his arms.

Nuo Da's office is full of cool colors. There are only three kinds of colors: gray, white and black, which is in line with the master's temperament.

"Let me down, I'll go myself." What Lin is most anxious about is that he wants to escape from his arms.

Feng Yu's thin lips pressed tightly and said nothing. He just threw her in the sofa. Later, he went to his desk, took the landline and called: "send a set of women's clothes and a pair of 36 size women's shoes to my office, for flat heels."

Lin didn't know who he was talking to, but the conversation was about himself.

Feng Yu not only helped her take off her high-heeled shoes, but also asked someone to send her clothes and shoes. This kind of warm heart action is the most heartwarming.

Lin yearns for the emotion to turn surging, unnaturally the reason ear side of the long hair, a look up, on the man to explore the deep cold eyes.Heart, panic.

"What would you like to drink?" Feng Yu's eyes were tight and asked her lightly.

"Anything will do." Miss Lin's mind is in a mess, and his heart is in a mess. All of them are in a mess.

She was also cruel to divorce him, but he was so tender and considerate that almost all her plans were defeated.

Feng Yu asked an assistant to bring her a glass of lemonade. Lin Xiangxiang took a few gulps of lemonade to relieve her dry mouth.

Feng Yu sat down on his office chair, lazily holding her hands, but her eyes were still exploring her emotions.

Lin miss a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the carpet, disorderly turned a few circles, looked up at him and asked: "you usually tempt other women like this."

Feng Yu's eyes were slightly stiff, and his face crossed with a touch of depression: "what do you mean by that?"

Miss Lin chuckled and said, "I think you seem to have a good way to deal with girls. You must have learned some experience."

Feng Yu breathed, almost choking. How dare this woman question his nature?

"How much do you know about me?" Feng Yu's voice was three points cold.

Lin Xiangxiang blinked his eyes and shook his head: "arrogant and arrogant, but I have to say that your thoughtfulness is very touching."

"Thank you for your praise. There is no denying that you are the first one who dares to scold me in front of me." Feng Yu had an impulse to pinch her.

Miss Lin but not to naturally curl lips: "what I say is the truth."

"It seems that you know me very well. Yes, I'm the bad guy in your mind." Feng Yu didn't want to retort for himself. Instead, he accepted her scolding calmly. His tall body approached her step by step: "you'd better be psychologically prepared for marrying a bad man."