The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 302

"By the way, there is also the issue of the original question, did it cause you trouble?" Mr. Zhang suddenly remembered something, and asked with some guilt.

Being reminded like this, Fu Xiuyao remembered it, but she just smiled and said nothing else.

"fine."

Mr. Zhang sighed: "I still need to clarify, after all, you can't be wronged in vain."

"I'll talk about it when I'm bored." Fu Xiuyao chuckled, "I've got something to do recently, and I need to go abroad."

Feng Zhiting listened to their conversation, although she didn't know what they were talking about, but what she said was being wronged for nothing, so there was only one thing.

Gu Xi's matter.

"You want to go abroad?" Mr. Zhang was surprised, "Are you going to participate in the hacker competition?"

"No."

Mr. Liu ruthlessly laughed at Mr. Long: "Haha, Mr. Long, did you hear that?"

"Humph!"

"Your boyfriend is going too?" Elder Zhang asked.

"Yes."

Feng Zhiting's eyes lit up, she has never refused the title boyfriend.

"Haha, I understand, the world of two people."

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At one o'clock in the morning, Fu Xiuyao and Feng Zhiting arrived at the Feng family's private airport, ready to leave for country m.

When Fu Xiuyao saw the people who came, she realized that this trip was not as simple as she imagined.

"First sister!" Lan Nuo greeted her with a smile. Fu Xiuyao had only met Lan Nuo a few times before and was not familiar with him. Seeing his enthusiasm, he felt a little strange.

Wen Jianming's face was pale, and he stood and waited for orders.

"At the beginning." After meeting Fu Xiuyao, his expression changed a little.

"Wen Jianming."

Fu Xiuyao also responded, and she followed Feng Zhiting's side, her long hair fluttering in the evening wind, the place was empty, her long hair fluttered and fell on Feng Zhiting's face, itching.

Standing beside Lan Nuo was a thin man, Fu Xiuyao recognized him, he was the one who sneaked into the laboratory.

Later, Fu Xiuyao knew that his name was Mo Cong, and he was Mo You's nephew.

She didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but she found that the people from the Feng family looked at her differently than before.

It feels more respectful.

The hearts of the others trembled, the little ancestor of the Patriarch in front of him was not to be messed with.

Feng Zhiting was dressed in a formal suit, which added a bit of coldness in the night, and the indifferent gaze was only a bit warmer when it fell on Fu Xiuyao.

"Ready to go," said the captain.

At this time, Fu Xiuyao felt the vibration of the phone.

She took out her mobile phone and said apologetically, "Excuse me, can I delay for a few minutes?"

The captain answered faster than Feng Zhiting, "It's okay, it's okay, there's still time."

With such a tense tone, I didn't know that I thought Fu Xiuyao was the head of the family.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the fate of offending the Patriarch is different from that of offending the first time.

Feng Zhiting looked at the back of her leaving, and the evening wind lifted her long hair again, and the itchiness brought by her hair just now seemed to still remain on his face.

His eyes were very cold.

There was displeasure in her eyes when she saw the name of the caller.

After walking away, Fu Xiuyao raised his habitually and slowly became straight, his tone was indifferent: "Why are you calling me so late?"

It is logically impossible, it is already early morning, unless there is something important.

"Ah, Gu Xi, why are you so indifferent? Are you asleep? Did I wake you up to sleep?"

Ju Hanmo's teasing voice sounded, and Fu Xiuyao could imagine his expression.

"Yes, so do you have something urgent?" She was very impatient.

(End of this chapter)