Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang's gaze shifted from the stern face of the canonization to Hua Yifei with difficulty, trying to make his tone normal: "My big brother."

Hearing Luo Yangyang's introduction, the canonization cast his eyes away, as if he was not satisfied with the identity she introduced.

The canonization's eyes were too sharp, Luo Yangyang was shot with a small heart trembling, and her nervous mouth was pursed, but the next second she looked back at him stubbornly and gave him a bold look.

What to look at, what else can her elder brother say?

I can't say that she is his bed partner to solve his physical needs, bastard!

Feng Sheng's eyes were dark, and it seemed that Luo Yangyang, who was quiet and well-behaved and still obedient, dared to stare at him.

"Your eldest brother?" Hua Yifei's sitting posture is particularly casual, and he is not afraid of being proclaimed for a long time, with a powerful aura full of oppression.

His decadent and casual but seemingly insightful eyes, circulating on Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng, seemed to doubt their identities.

Hua Yifei is the director. He has his own research on the facial expressions that actors perform in front of the camera.

No matter how calm Luo Yangyang was, the tension in her eyes when she looked at the canonization could not escape his seemingly casual glance.

"Have you finished talking?" Fengsheng didn't even look at Hua Yifei, focusing all on Luo Yangyang.

"It's over, it's over." It's almost as long as Hua Yifei talked about it. In the tone of the canonization, Luo Yangyang didn't dare to disobey him, but subconsciously nodded again and again.

"Let's go." Feng Sheng said with a solemn face, turning away without wanting to stop for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Luo Yangyang hurriedly picked up the small backpack on the seat, and said goodbye to Hua Yifei with an apologetic expression: "Director Hua, sorry, I have something to leave first. If there is any problem with the script, we can talk about it another day. ?"

Hua Yifei looked at the upright back of the canonization with profound eyes, and when he watched Luo Yangyang, he said casually: "Of course you can, you go."

Luo Yangyang must not know that in the industry, whether it is a screenwriter, an actor, or a major investor, etc., she is the first person who dares to propose to go first when she talks about scripts and movies with the geek director Hua Yifei.

Fengsheng went so fast that Luo Yangyang trot to keep up with him.

Seeing the canonization and Luo Yangyang who were leaving quickly, the business partners of the canonization were shocked looking at each other.

This is the first time they have seen the canonization and a woman come so close.

Luo Yangyang followed step by step, and the driver was chased away after he went downstairs. He drove the car himself. Luo Yangyang hesitated for a moment and sat silently in the passenger seat.

After the car started, Fengsheng flew out like an arrow as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal. Luo Yangyang took a breath and quickly grasped the handrail above his head.

After being on the road for five minutes, the speed of the canonization is still very fast, Luo Yangyang's face is pale and weak: "You, don't drive so fast."

This is the urban area. What the Fengsheng wanted to do so quickly, he just wanted to die, and she didn't want to accompany him in a car accident.

Feng Sheng's mouth squeezed slightly, as if he didn't hear Luo Yangyang's trembling sound of fright, the speed of the car remained unchanged.

"Yeah!" The fast car made a sharp turn. Luo Yangyang looked at the off-road vehicle that had almost hit it, and was so frightened that he grabbed his hand on the armrest, his eyes widened, "Sage! You! Do you want to die?"

With so many cars on the road and the canonization driving so fast, she was really afraid of a car accident.

Luo Yangyang glared at Fengsheng angrily, watching his face that was cold and frosty, her heart suddenly calmed down.

Canonization... angry?