His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 145

Shi Haihan's lips quickly opened and closed, and after saying a few words, the girl finally said a word lazily.

From Feng Xian's perspective, Shi Haihan's face turned pale in an instant before she finished speaking.

In front of a girl ten years younger than him, he obeyed like a frightened mouse.

Feng Xian suddenly became interested, and in his mind, he recalled all the pictures about this girl.

She is like a mystery.

It just so happened that he was good at solving puzzles.

After a while, Shi Haihan left in despair, and Qian Mi pulled the fence and walked in.

"It's unpleasant to talk."

Qian Miao glanced at him, but did not speak.

She went straight in and continued the meal she just hadn't finished eating.

Feng Xian sat down, put the dishes in her bowl, and said casually, "How did you meet?"

"No comment." She looked at the phone and said lightly.

Feng Xian looked at her eating quietly and did not continue to ask.

After a while, he picked up the phone.

After eating, Qian Miao sent the guest to the door and closed the door indifferently.

Feng Xian had a helpless smile in his eyes: "Remember to go home early."

Inside, it was quiet.

His phone vibrated, and the assistant sent a message.

[It was found that Shi Haihan worked under Miss Tang's mother for a period of time before, and they should have met at that time. Shi Haihan is currently working in Italy, and he has a female patient under his care, who is under his care and should be interesting to develop become lovers. 】

Seeing the back, the dark color in Feng Xian's eyes faded.

The next second, the assistant sent another message.

[Sorry, Boss, please correct me. According to the information I just found, the female patient is already married. He healed a pair of legs in his hands earlier, and then she married a local rich man. They have always maintained close contact, and the relationship between them is really hard to say. 】

This news made Feng Xian make arrangements for the afternoon.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shi Haihan came to see him in a different way.

The smile is warm, and every word is chatting about the past.

Feng Xian said lightly, "I asked you out today, not to reminisce."

Shi Haihan's smile faded a little: "Why, do you want to talk business with me? I'm not a businessman."

He was joking.

Feng Xian leaned against the back of the chair and looked at him with quiet and steady eyes. Although he was young, the aura of the superiors easily surpassed them.

He said, "You and Tang Qianmiao know each other very well?"

In an instant, Shi Haihan suddenly reacted.

A friendly smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

"Why do you care so much about her?"

When he asked this, he already had a vague answer in his heart.

Feng Xian's eyes were slightly cold: "Answer my question directly."

Shi Haihan is self-aware, and of course he won't choose to mess with him.

"I don't know if I'm familiar, but I have a little friendship. I just want to ask her for a favor this time. If you can talk to her, help me."

His tone was sincere.

Feng Xian's eyes were dyed with a little interest: "What can she help you with?"

Shi Haihan took a deep breath, secretly not wanting to answer.

Feng Xian can always grasp the key, it is impossible for him to change the subject.

After thinking about it, he said, "She didn't tell you?"

Feng Xian didn't speak, his eyes filled with a cold smile.

Shi Haihan couldn't help taking a sip of coffee and said, "It looks like she didn't tell you, and you're not familiar with each other."

As soon as he said this, he regretted it. Didn't he hit the gun himself?