This is beyond doubt.

As Young Master Chen’s woman, Pei Yuyan certainly has to make the best of the draft season.

"Yeah." Zhuo Ji nodded, took a deep breath, and looked at Feng Chenzhong, while Feng Chenzhong and Zhu Xiaokang held their breath and stared at Zhuo Ji only.

Life and death are just waiting for the verdict of the draft season.

How can you not be nervous?

To be honest, Zhuji really wanted to sentence the Zhu family and Feng family to death. However, he also knew that if he wanted to kill these families, he had to rely on Emperor Chen Qing.

The manuscript season does not want to cause trouble to Emperor Chen Qing.

Even if the Zhu family and other families were destroyed, Emperor Chen Qing only needed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the scriptures were unwilling to do so.

"I have said before: No one can predict what will happen in the future. Maybe the next moment, I will kneel down and beg you." Zhuo Ji pondered and said, "Old Master Feng, I won't send you there."

"Hey, I'm so confused, so confused." Feng Chenzhong breathed a deep sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Huan, Miss Pei, we won't disturb you."

You said this well, but who knows, did you think of this and want to destroy us all and eliminate future troubles?

It's so scary.

"Manuscript, why did you let them go so easily?" When Feng Chenzhong and others left, Pei Yuyan frowned and looked at Manuscript.

"I know, all this is because of Brother Chen. I don't want to cause trouble for Brother Chen." Zhuo Ji took a deep breath and said, "If I want them to die, Brother Chen will definitely not let them go. In the end, Brother Chen will also get in."

"You should know that Emperor Qing is not afraid of these things, and it is just a few families, and Emperor Qing will not take it seriously." Pei Yuyan didn't believe it, and the manuscript couldn't see anything.

"Of course, only a few families will not be taken seriously by Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen will destroy all the families." Zhuo Ji said seriously: "But I want to rely on myself to defeat them."

Obviously, the manuscript had already guessed the identity of Emperor Chen, who was the eldest son of the Chen family.

"I'm sure I'm not wrong, you really guessed it." Pei Yuyan smiled slightly and said, "Manuscript Season, I wonder how you feel now?"

"The feeling is very deep, very deep." Zhuanji's face was very serious and deep. Pei Yuyan couldn't help but feel tighter when she saw it.

Chen Qingdi was unwilling to reveal his identity because he was afraid that his brothers would have any barriers between him because of his identity.

"Damn... I knew that the idol brother is definitely not simple. How could ordinary people be worthy of you, sister-in-law? Although the idol brother is good-looking." Just when Pei Yuyan's heart was tight, Zhuji slapped the sofa and stood up, saying exaggeratedly: "International all-round superstar, the largest playboy in the capital, he is only a classmate. But... the idol brother is too unauthorized. He actually lied to us for so long and didn't tell us."

"Fortunately, my husband Ji is a talented person and has a talent. Otherwise, I wouldn't know when I was deceived by my idol brother." Zhu Ji raised his eyebrows and said viciously: "You must let your idol brother treat you, it's a must."

Zhuan Ji also knew clearly why Chen Qingdi concealed his identity. However, he didn't care about Zhuan Ji. Chen Qingdi will always be his idol elder brother.

Also, he is his benefactor of the Manuscript Season.

As for the identity of Mr. Chen, the manuscript doesn’t care.

So what if it isn't?

...

After leaving the hotel, Feng Chen looked at Feng Ang and others, and his eyes were flashing in dissatisfaction, so he didn't even get angry, and he wanted to teach them a lesson.

This is what he is, he has just wandered around the gates of hell.

"I know you are not convinced, and I really want to know why you are so humble, but there are some things you don't know yet." Feng Chen said coldly: "In the future, you are not allowed to provoke the manuscript season, or even anyone who has a relationship with the manuscript season will not provoke."

"Why? The manuscript season is just a waste." Zhu Zitong gritted her teeth and couldn't help but say.
Chapter completed!