Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 252 Don't leave traces

Muse bar.

Feng Beiting was leaning on the sofa, looking lazily at the ring on his hand, his brows were soft.

When Feng Xun walked in with his hands behind his back, this was what he saw.

His youngest son, who is a ghost, is as gentle as a Bodhisattva at the moment.

"I heard that you are getting engaged." With a very firm tone, it was obvious that she had received the exact news.

Feng Beiting's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Feng You who was behind Feng Xun, who lowered his head slightly, muttering "You can't see me, you can't see me".

"Why didn't you know to tell me about such a big thing!" Feng Xun's voice gradually darkened.

Hearing this, Feng Beiting raised his eyebrows, "Tell me?"

Although there were only three words, it fully explained his disgust.

Being looked at by him with such yin and yang eyes, Feng Xun was immediately discouraged, "Oh, Dad, isn't this going to help you discuss the details of the engagement."

It's also good to let him sneer by the way.

Look at how capable he is in smashing, even the daughter of Jiang's family was taken down.

The Jiang family's daughter is more capable, even the Feng family's son dares to ask for it.

These two are simply perfect.

Gently caressing the ring on his middle finger, Feng Beiting lightly threatened, "You will stay here for a few days and you are not allowed to go anywhere. If I catch you stepping out of the bar..."

He didn't finish the following words, but those who are familiar with him know that the consequences are definitely more frightening than his eyes.

Feng Xun nodded repeatedly.

Feng Beiting's gaze swept over Feng Xun, who nodded as if he was connected with Feng Xun.

Only then did he look back in satisfaction.

Prison Temple walked in with a blank expression, and the voice sounded mechanically, "Four Young Masters, the Chicago police sent a message saying that Qi Yan contacted them to investigate your details."

"Then."

"They gave some irrelevant news, and asked him to help confirm Shuer's death." After a pause, the prison temple said, "Shuer may say something to Qi Yan that should not be said, do you need to solve it? he."

"No need."

Xiu Er had already died once, it would be easy for him to completely disappear from this world.

As for Qi Yan...

In fact, Feng Beiting didn't care about what he found out.

What really caught his attention was how much Jiang Zhuo knew.

It was because he was negligent for a while, he didn't attack Qi Yan, but the opponent targeted him first.

If so, don't procrastinate.

After turning the ring around, he said quietly, "Let Su Fu go there, do it cleanly, and don't leave any traces."

"Yes."

Prison Temple turned and left.

Within two steps, he suddenly stopped again, "Fourth Young Master..."

"Say."

"Su Fu and Jiang Lan got married." The Fourth Young Master would probably be very angry if he knew that, after all, he and Miss Jiang had just reached the stage of engagement, and now that Su Fu overtook him, he would probably kill her to death driven by jealousy.

Feng Beiting paused as he turned the ring.

Prison Temple noticed it, and secretly looked forward to it.

Who knows-

Feng Beiting actually laughed.

It's not a sinister perverted smile, but a heartfelt and happy smile, which seems to be very happy.

On the prison temple's face, he remained calm, but in his heart he was terrified.

He seems to have accidentally made wedding clothes for others.

Sure enough, he just thought so when he heard Feng Beiting say, "Give Su Fu a bonus this month."

Prison Temple: "..."

Nodding his head in resignation, the prison temple walked out disappointed.

Ji Yao'an was waiting for him on the first floor of the bar, sitting on a high stool and watching the bartender mix the drinks with great interest, applauding and applauding when he was excited.

The bartender knew that she had just come with Prison Temple, so he didn't dare to give her a drink, but mixed a drink for her, which was colorful and beautiful.

"Thank you."

Ji Yaoan took a sip, his eyes lit up, "It's delicious."

"You can refill."

"Uh-huh."

Not far away, a few boys had been staring at her. Seeing that she had finally drank the "wine", they looked at each other and walked towards her.

They surrounded Ji Yaoan from three sides, and one of them asked her with a playful smile, "Sister, are you alone?"

As soon as the crystal cup was attached to his lips, Ji Yao settled down, and turned his dim eyes to several people, "Can you see me?"

Huangmao:! !

It was undeniable that he was taken aback by her words.

After realizing that he was being tricked, instead of being unhappy, he laughed even more wildly, "My sister has a sense of humor, this cup is my brother's invitation to you, and if you want to order something, it's all mine." On account."

Ji Yaoan frowned, "Don't talk nonsense, you are not my brother."

"Of course I'm not the kind of brother you understand, I mean brother Qing." Huang Mao and his companion laughed.

"I'm also referring to Brother Qing."

If the prison temple heard it, if she didn't throw her phone this time, maybe she would throw him out.

Huang Mao didn't understand Ji Yaoan's "careful intentions", and smiled even more happily, "Unexpectedly, my sister is quite good..."

"Gentlemen, please leave." The bartender raised his hand to call for security.

"Why? Don't you earn money if you have money?"

"No."

The bartender is very well-mannered and answers all questions, "I'm just worried that you will damage the things here when you get beaten later."

They still have to clean up, which is very troublesome.

Huang Mao was puzzled, "Huh?"

As soon as the voice fell, the third "a" became the fourth, and the question turned into a scream.

Watching the yellow hair take off from his eyes and land on the dance floor next to him with a "bang", Ji Yaoan looked not far away as if aware of it, and saw that the prison temple was retracting his legs without any surprise.

There was still no expression on his face, it just looked a little stiff, like ice in his eyes.

He went straight to Ji Yaoan, and the security guards had set up those people to leave, but instead of going in the direction of the door, they went to the basement.

It's just that no one pays attention to them in a noisy bar.

Prison Temple grabbed Ji Yaoan, his voice was still clear mixed with the music, "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to call others brother?"

"I didn't call."

"Then what did you say 'Brother Love'?"

"..."

Ji Yaoan was slightly taken aback.

I thought you didn't hear what we were saying and beat people up, it's too rampant.

But she likes it.

Holding Prison Temple's hand, Ji Yaoan looked at him with a small face, "Can I go home now, I haven't finished the homework I set for myself."

"What did you call me?"

"elder brother."

Prison Temple's eyes grew warmer, "I'm staying here today, I won't go back, I'll take you to your room."

"But I'm working at home."

"Write it tomorrow."

"No!" Ji Yao'an insisted, "Today's work is over today, and there is still tomorrow's homework tomorrow."

Prisoner pursed his lips, feeling that he was absolutely inferior to her in terms of stubbornness.

So he turned his head and said to a bartender next to him, "Go to 11A, Building 12, Shengjing Garden, and get the three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulation at home."

After speaking, he dragged Ji Yaoan upstairs.

The latter was forced to move forward, "I haven't given them the keys yet."

"They can get in without a key."

"..."

Suddenly I feel very unsafe.

When going upstairs, Prison Temple suddenly remembered something, and said to her, "Jiang Lan and Su Fu are married."

"Really?!" Ji Yaoan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Seeing her visibly agitated, Prison Temple couldn't tell whether he should be happy or sad for a while.

She grabbed his sleeve with obvious strength, "When did they get the certificate? When will the wedding be held? Can you take me to the wedding venue?"

Just as Prison Temple was about to answer, he saw Feng Beiting walking from the end of the corridor. He subconsciously hid Ji Yaoan behind him, and lowered his head respectfully.

Ji Yao'an heard the sound of "Four Young Masters" a few times, and curiously looked around while grabbing the prison temple's arm, just in time to meet Feng Beiting's eyes.

Prison Temple was startled, and quickly pushed her head back.

"Four, four young masters..."

Feng Beiting looked away with a smile, and his questioning tone was extremely gentle, "When will you get the certificate?"

"...You're joking, we haven't talked about that step yet."

"Then which step did you talk about?" The beautiful finger pointed to Ji Yaoan, "You tell me."

Prison Temple's eyes narrowed in resignation.

What Ji Yaoan would say, he was really not sure.

Call this child stupid, sometimes she is very mature and alert, but call her smart, she recognizes the truth and comes to the prison to be helpless.

I hope she will be smarter and stop telling the big truth.

In the end, I just thought so, and I heard Ji Yaoan's sweet voice, "I just bought a ring, and I will register for marriage when I reach the age."

The prison temple raised his forehead, secretly thinking that he was miserably cheated by his wife...

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