His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1331

Feng Xian said: "I have already sent someone to talk to her and ask her to unite with us."

"What about those experimental subjects?"

"Arranged by the official people to receive treatment, this matter is very private, and the place they go is also very secret." He patiently answered her questions.

After hearing this, Qian Miao nodded again, leaned back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked out the car window at the receding night and murmured: "I have done everything that should be done, and I can only resign myself to fate for the rest."

Feng Xian looked at her sideways, his eyes were deep and thoughtful.

After a while, Qian Miao opened her eyes, saw that the route was wrong, and raised her eyebrows: "Uncle Qin, I'm going back to Jiangjing in the south of the city."

Lao Qin's complexion changed, and he glanced at the man in the back seat in the mirror to see what he meant.

Feng Xian put his hand on hers and said, "Follow me home."

"Luo Yan may come over, I don't worry about him being alone."

"He went back to Jindan with his brother, and he won't be back for a while." Feng Xian said softly.

Qian Miao turned her head and looked directly at him: "You...you insist that I speak so bluntly?"

Her luggage has already been packed and taken away by the old man. Under such circumstances, it would be shameless for her to go back.

Feng Xian looked at her and thought for a while, then said to the driver: "Go back to Jiangjing in the south of the city."

"Okay, master."

Feng Xian sent Qian Miao to the front of the house, watched the lights in the house come on, and then left.

The house here has not been here for a long time, but it is still spotless, all thanks to the hard work of the black chicken.

When she came out of the shower, Lu Wanyu and Wei Wu just arrived with delicious food.

The weather here is no better than in country A, and the wind is quite cold at night.

The leaves in the yard shook and rustled. Inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the three of them set up a table of good food.

Qian Miao took out a few bottles of good wine from the wine cellar, intending to relax.

After drinking a few bottles of wine, Lu Wanyu and Wei Wu were almost drunk, their eyes blurred.

The two started drinking madness, one braided two braids for Qian Miao, picked a big red flower to wear on her head, and the other put lipstick and eyeliner on Qian Miao.

The two looked at each other with a smile: "Bride."

Wei Wu: "Beautiful."

"The bride is getting married, Dangdangdang... Dangdangdang..."

Qian Miao: "..."

She silently poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and let them do it.

Lu Wanyu sat cross-legged, biting dry sweet potatoes in his hand, and asked her, "Now the Internet is waiting for the Feng family to change their minds. Some people already call you Mrs. Feng."

Wei Wu didn't say anything, just took out her mobile phone, and showed her the relevant news.

Qian Miao glanced lightly and said, "Oh, not so fast."

"Huh? But haven't you already surpassed Yu Manman? Now everyone doesn't compare the two of you, saying that there is no comparison."

Wei Wu: "Doesn't their family like you very much?"

Qian Miao took a sip of the wine and didn't elaborate.

"Have a drink."

That night, all three of them slept on the same bed, using each other as pillows for each other.

After drinking, it is easy to talk in sleep, but each is different.

In her dreams, Lu Wanyu never forgot to say a few words to Cang Zeyue.

Wei Wu muttered Feng Can's name.

Qian Miao didn't say anything, just picked the porcelain doll's eyeballs with her hands, and she enjoyed picking them.

The next day, Qian Miao was the first person to wake up.

She changed her clothes and was ready to go for a morning run, and bought breakfast by the way.

When I ran to the fork in the road, I suddenly smelled the familiar scent of perfume.

That was the perfume she gave Qiao Shiwan, it was very light, and it came and went.

"Miaomiao!"

A cheerful voice came, and she suddenly turned her head to look.