Chapter 72 [What a Great Husband]

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"This person is... Chen Feng?" Yang Chen finally recognized this poor guy, but he didn't expect it to be him.

At this moment, Chen Feng is completely different from the last time he saw him before. The originally thin face was sallow, and the head was like rolling through the grass, his cheeks were sunken, and there were many scratches and bruises on his body.

What makes it even more difficult to recognize is his sullen, mad and smirking expression, which is not so much a human as it is an irrational humanoid animal.

The original young master of the Chen family has now become a person who is neither a ghost nor a ghost.

However, Yang Chen didn't mean to pity him, cause and effect have their own retribution, and Chen Feng's today is also the result of bullying others in the past.

Zhang Ying looked at Chen Feng with vicious eyes. It was Chen Feng who ruined her life. She had no reason not to hate him.

"That's right, but he's not called Chen Feng anymore, he's just a dog I raised!" As Zhang Ying spoke, a rope in her hand suddenly tugged!

Chen Feng, who was still struggling with Lin Kun just now, suddenly screamed hoarsely and was dragged to the ground, then quickly climbed to Zhang Ying's heel like a dog, and began to stick out his tongue and Zhang Ying's toes outside the sandals.

At this time, Yang Chen noticed that Chen Feng was wearing a leather collar for pets around his neck, and Zhang Ying grabbed the rope in his hand!

Chen Feng's actions have completely lost his sense of reason. Obviously, he has become crazy after being stabbed too much.

"Every time I see this beast, I want to shoot him, but my sister won't let him." Zhang Hu said fiercely.

"It's too cheap to kill him, I'll torture him, he used to play with me, I'll let him be played by other men, every night the brothers and sisters who were bullied by him play him, wait until everyone gets tired of playing and then kill him It's not too late for him." Zhang Ying said naturally: "Mr. Yang, do you still need my pet to serve that old man?"

Yang Chen looked at Lin Kun, who had already passed out in pain, and said blankly, "You can do it yourself, or that sentence, as long as you don't die, the rest doesn't matter."

After finishing speaking, Yang Chen turned around and left. He didn't have the heart to look at what was in front of him. Whether it was Lin Kun or Chen Feng, their results were no longer important.

But things in the world always fall short of plans.

When Yang Chen was driving back to the hospital, Zhang Hu called again, but the information he told Yang Chen made Yang Chen stunned for a moment - Lin Kun, crazy!

After repeated attacks and revenge, they were thrown into the trash can, and they were tied back by mercenaries. In addition to losing the only shares of Yù Lei International, Lin Kun, who had almost nothing, was disheartened, and now he was deprived of his last dignity as a man by a beast-like Chen Feng...

Originally a son of a wealthy family, he spent half his life indulging in love, but it ended in such a tragic end.

For Lin Kun, going crazy might be a relief.

Yang Chen only asked Zhang Hu to send Lin Kun to Zhong Hai Lunatic Asylum, and for other things, Zhang Hu also understood what to do.

Just when Yang Chen was slightly embarrassed by Lin Kun's madness, he suddenly received a call from Mo Qianni. This beautiful boss has never given him a good face. Even if he saves her this time, he still owes her money, calling Yang Chen very helpless.

"Hey, what is Miss Mo's order?" Yang Chen said weakly.

Mo Qianni on the other end of the phone was a little annoyed, "What's wrong? Listening to your tone, it's very aggrieved when you talk to me, or what?"

"I'm not wronged, I'm flattered." Yang Chen frowned, this nv person is really looking for trouble.

Mo Qianni snorted at the other end, "I'm telling you, Miss Ben invited you to dinner today, don't know good people."

Yang Chen was very suspicious, and asked alertly, "Miss Mo won't ask me to go to another place to eat to collect debts, right?"

"Go to hell, Yang Chen! This young lady wants to thank you for saving me, so I invite you to dinner. Do you think I'm the kind of nv person who doesn't look for trouble and is insensitive!?"

It was originally... Yang Chen slandered, but his mouth was in response. After all, there was no reason to refuse, and he was really hungry.

"Then you come to the company's parking lot, and I'll drive with you." After Mo Qianni finished speaking, she hung up the phone without disobedience.

Yang Chen was hungry, so he speeded up, and soon came to the underground parking lot of Yù Lei International. It was off-duty time now, and there were hardly any cars in the parking lot.

Mo Qianni's red Audi a4 was parked in a small corner, and the owner of the car was waiting for her while watching her watch.

Mo Qianni had already changed into casual clothes, a black gauze dress, which wrapped her slender waist and tǐng tún part just right, and a pair of white slender and beautiful tuǐ with crystal high heels. The supple jet-black length that was put down complemented the whole person's attire. The pretty face with a little Fendai is still so full of knowledge and beauty, which is in line with the roundness and smoothness of traditional oriental beauties.

If he hadn't known the "ruthless heart" of this nv person, Yang Chen would have been fascinated by Mo Qianni's royal sister's style just like other men.

"Get in the car." Mo Qianni didn't say much nonsense, when she saw Yang Chen coming, she immediately opened the car and got into the cab.

After Yang Chen got into the car, Mo Qianni turned on the stereo, the aux mode was connected to a clever silver sèd, and Chen Shuhua's old song "Wake Up Time" melodiously floated in the car.

Mo Qianni didn't take the initiative to talk to Yang Chen anymore, and drove the car on her own.

After the car drove onto the highway, Yang Chen was slightly surprised to find that Mo Qianni's d was full of classic old songs, even including the works of old European and American orchestras such as the Rolling Stones and The Beatles.

"It seems that you are very nostalgic." Yang Chen sighed with emotion, this young urban man actually has such a side.

Mo Qianni rolled her eyes at Yang Chen, "New things are always easy to be forgotten, and things that are not forgotten are worth remembering..." After speaking, she paused, "I don't understand what I've told you, a vulgar person. ."

"I understand." Yang Chen said seriously: "I thought Jessica Alba from Hollywood was very beautiful, hot and sexy in the past two years, but after she became pregnant, I felt like a dream that had been dead for many years. more flavorful."

Mo Qianni almost spat a mouthful of blood on the steering wheel. If she hadn't stepped on the oil, she really wanted to kick this shameless guy down!

The next journey seemed unusually quiet, only the British rock in the car played a soothing rhythm.

When the car stopped, Mo Qianni said, "It's here, get out of the car."

Yang Chen looked out of the window in confusion, wondering if he had read it wrong, he couldn't help pointing to the neon sign in front of him, and asked, "Are you sure we are eating here?"

"Can't you?" Mo Qianni asked with a bad face.

Yang Chen shook his head, "I'm just wondering why you came here to eat, I thought you would take me to some high-end and elegant restaurant, and have a Western or French meal or something, that would match your identity."

"I like to make a god to eat food stalls, and I also like to make a god to eat street food, so unfortunately you guessed wrong." Mo Qianni glared at Yang Chen, "Get off!"

The food stall is the food stall. Of course, Yang Chen doesn't care, as long as someone pays the bill for him, because he doesn't have a wallet.

Along the riverside in the suburbs of Zhonghai, the business of the food stalls is booming like a long, crouching dragon, with no end in sight. Different tents are supported by bamboo or metal poles, different in size.

The colorful neon lights illuminated the names of the food stalls brightly, and there was a continuous flow of people on the street. What surprised Yang Chen was that most of them were white-collar workers in the urban area of ​​Zhonghai, and many men were wearing The suits and uniforms came, and some were too hot, hanging their suits and ties on their hands, and walking along the street talking and laughing.

The wind by the river can relieve the heat a little at this time, so it is not particularly uncomfortable, and the air in this area is much better. However, the taste of aquatic products and fruits and vegetables still gives the place a unique flavor of the country, which may be what people in the city need.

But no matter how lively people are, Mo Qianni in a black gauze dress is still a beautiful sight to walk in the crowd.

If it wasn't for her round eyes and accusing some people, Mo Qianni was indeed an enchanting and charming stunner, with a dignified and beautiful appearance.

When Yang Chen walked with such a nv person, he easily attracted the jealous eyes of many men.

"Do you come here often?" Yang Chen didn't know that there was such a place in Zhonghai City, he felt fresh looking around, and asked casually.

Mo Qianni nodded, "It's been a long time."

"There are so many stores, which one to choose?" Yang Chen found that there were so many food stalls around him that he was dazzled. Although they were similar, the level of cooking must be different.

Mo Qianni glanced at him and said, "Just follow me."

Yang Chen didn't ask any more questions, he found that Mo Qianni seemed to be extraordinarily quiet after coming here.

After walking for seven or eight minutes, under the leadership of Mo Qianni, Yang Chen walked to a store called "Chuanxiang Food Stall" with a normal business. You don't need to ask to know that it is a food stall with Sichuan flavor.

When a man with a slightly white head and a fat body in the store saw Mo Qianni, he stepped forward happily, "Nizi, it's been a long time since I've been here, I want to kill your sister-in-law!"

Mo Qianni also gave a sincere and gentle smile, stepped forward and hugged the fù person, ignoring the possible oil stains on the fù person's body.

"Sister Xiang, I've been busy with work recently. I invited a friend to dinner today. I just came here to see you when I was free." Mo Qianni smiled while holding Sister Xiang's hand.

Sister-in-law Xiang glanced at Yang Chen behind Mo Qianni, with a strange smile on her face, with a clear look, "This is your girl's boyfriend, why don't you invite friends to dinner, even if you find a boyfriend? Don't talk to me, Mrs. Xiang!"

Mo Qianni blushed and waved her hand quickly, "No, Mrs. Xiang, he is my good friend's husband, and happens to be my colleague. He did me a favor and invited him to dinner today."

"So it's like this..." Sister-in-law Xiang smiled regretfully and greeted: "Don't be polite, Nizi's friend, sit down, it's your first time here, sister-in-law will cook you delicious food without money!"

Yang Chen thanked him, and after finding a small table with Mo Qianni to sit down, Mrs. Xiang served tea, and went to the place where she was cooking.

"You are very familiar with this proprietress, are you a relative?" Yang Chen asked curiously.

Mo Qianni took a sip of tea, wiped the delicate beads of sweat on her forehead, and said, "Sister Xiang is my hometown. I didn't know the place well when I first came to Zhong Hai a few years ago. She has helped me a lot, and she is very friendly. it is good."

"It turns out that you are from Sichuan Province," Yang Chen was a little surprised, "You were in the hospital before, and you said that you knew Ruoxi several years ago. Then you came to Zhong Hai alone when you were thirteen or four years old?"

"What, is it weird?" Mo Qianni asked back.

Yang Chen shook his head, "I just admire that you, a thirteen- or four-year-old nv child, came to such a big city by yourself, and you have been able to achieve this position in all these years. But how could your parents let you People come here?"

Mo Qianni's eyes dimmed, and she said softly, "My hometown is in the mountains, where it is very poor, and I live on a few acres of terraced fields all year round. My father fell ill and died when I was thirteen years old, and I didn't even know about his death. What kind of disease did I get. My mother had a hard time raising me alone, so she remarried to another man in the village."

Yang Chen was at a loss for words. He didn't expect that behind Mo Qianni's bright and beautiful appearance was such a dark past.

"You don't agree with your mother's remarriage, so you left your hometown alone?" After a while of silence, Yang Chen asked.

"No," Mo Qianni turned her head, tucked her hand in the corner of her eye, and said, "Anyway, I have a reason to leave there. Besides, there is no junior high school, no high school, and no university. I don't want to waste my life there. ."

Yang Chen noticed that Mo Qianni's eyes were already red, and knowing that she didn't want to think about it, he didn't ask more questions, and changed the subject: "You brought me here for dinner, you won't just come to catch up with the old folks."

Mo Qianni rolled her eyes at Yang Chen, "Sister-in-law Xiang's dishes are delicious. Although I brought you here to see her, I'm also thankful for saving me today."

"Everyone should be saved, one of you is my wife and the other is my boss, I can't wait to die without saving it." Yang Chen confessed.

"It's your business to save you, thank you is mine. As for Ruoxi, she has suffered enough to send someone to you as a wife, so there's no need to invite you to dinner like me." Mo Qianni said as a matter of course.

"Hey, don't take you like this, what do you mean by sticking to me as a wife?" Yang Chen said depressedly: "Is it bad to marry me? You see I risked my life to save her, what a great husband!"

Mo Qianni said: "You should save her, but whether you are worthy of her is completely different. You said that besides playing games, playing hooligans, and playing rascals, what else do you usually do? You are not motivated, you are not professional, and more There is no quality. You are still a graduate of Harvard, returnees who can speak so many foreign languages. In this world, it is not the incompetent who are shameful, but the most shameful are those who are capable but do not act at all!"

Yang Chen was stunned for a moment, and he almost felt that he was too shameful. No wonder this girl can be the head of the public relations department, she is very good at talking!