Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Oh? I treat the children to a late-night snack based on my ability, are you being too lenient?" Young Master Lian said lazily, not afraid at all.

After hearing this, Feng Jin stood up angrily and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Lian, I risked my life to snatch you back from the Wu clan. It's okay if you don't know how to be grateful. Now you still want to snatch you from me? Do you understand? What does it mean to repay a favor? I am your benefactor.

Young Master Lian was trained by her, and he said: "I only speak for my strength."

"Now that Wen Lao has been bitten by a snake and the whole Zhuo family compound is in chaos, what do you think?" Feng Jin picked another grape and ate it while looking at him.

Young Master Lian leaned there, as if asleep.

"Ring" His cell phone vibrated. Young Master Lian turned around and glanced at the screen with his dark eyes. When he saw the incoming call, he sneered.

Feng Jin also saw the number, which was called by the old lady. Then she looked at Young Master Lian and said, "Your mother called you and didn't answer the phone? She came to the Zhuo Family Courtyard this time just to take you home." , if you are lonely, empty and cold, why not follow her back/"

"A person like her who has a vicious vision and good taste may have adopted an adopted daughter in the Phoenix family and is preparing to send her to your bed. Go back and enjoy her quickly," Feng Jin said.

She even reached out to answer the phone for him.

"Son, it's me! I'm your mother, do you remember me? I'm old and dying. Now our Phoenix family has no heirs. For the sake of my dying, come home with me. Come on! Mom knows you're wrong and won't force you anymore." The old lady's voice came weakly.

Feng Jin wanted to laugh a little when she heard this, but she, who had always been a lady, forced herself to hold it back.

"No matter how nice Feng Jin is, her surname is not Feng, she is from the Lian family! You know I can't let anyone surnamed Lian enter our house, but for you..."

Young Master Lian listened, yawned and said, "People call me Young Master Lian, what do you want to see me for?"

"Son..." The old lady heard what he said and quickly interrupted him.

Young Master Lian looked at Feng Jin looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile, and silently pulled out the whip from under the chaise longue, shook it away hard and raised his chin, saying: "Do you want to be whipped tonight, or dripping wax? How about we play a game?" Oil?"

"Feng Jin, you are shameless..." The old lady heard that her son was being abused, and she quickly wanted to curse.

Feng Jin smiled half-heartedly and threw his phone out with all his strength. "Pop!" The phone hit the glass window and bounced back.

"Pfft." The old lady was so angry that she vomited blood and the call was interrupted.

"Here comes someone." Feng Jin didn't dare to neglect for half a second. She stood up and took her coat. She looked at the bodyguard standing respectfully at the door and said, "Is my elder brother back?"

Young Master Lian's expression changed as he listened. He looked at the bodyguard and said, "Back to Master, Xiao Chen and Mrs. Xiao just came back and are waiting outside the operating room."

"It is said that Chief Xiao and Wenshui will be operating together tonight. Maybe... Mr. Wenshui is indeed very dangerous. I heard that he may not be able to be saved." The bodyguard said.

Feng Jin listened, put on her coat, and hurried out, leaving Young Master Lian alone.

Watching her leave, Young Master Lian sat up from the imperial concubine's chair and said, "Xiao Chen is here and you are leaving? Feng Jin, who do you think I am?"

"Hey." At this time, a head poked out, Xiao Yijue walked in with cool steps, lay down on the chaise longue, stared at Young Master Lian, and said, "Failure."