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Chapter 287 Who Is Playing Who

Although Wen Qing was driving, she felt that the atmosphere in the car was weird and she always felt indescribable.

"Is that right?" Chu Mo said softly again, unable to hear joy and anger in his tone, and Zhong Xianwen's heart suddenly became particularly complicated.

After waking up drunk that day, he didn't have any expression. After asking about some things as usual, he continued to work and eat and drink the next day. His life was as rigid and regular as before, but he had not set foot in the starry sky for several days.

But occasionally, after accidentally seeing the news about "her", his eyes flashed and even read the documents. He was not mindful, and his attention was not on it, and he could not let go of attention and care about her, but he still guarded the Feng family, and his performance doubled.

He didn't let go, Zhong Xianwen always knew.

Many times, she would also blame Feng Mi. If she didn't love him, why bother him? Why could he accept Huo Xingyan and why couldn't he accept him?

But Zhong Xianwen knew that the answer was unsolvable. If he could let it go easily, if Feng Mi could love him easily, if... she couldn't let it go herself.

"You should know the rules of the Dark Night Alliance. Whoever pays the price will cooperate with you, no matter who he is, what is the purpose?"

After a while, Zhong Xianwen could understand that his reason defeated his emotions. Chu Mo turned the ring on his thumb, his expression did not fluctuate and said, "Let me find time and ask them to talk to you. I have the final say who paid the price higher and who to cooperate with!"

"yes!"

The evening lights illuminate this depressing winter day. When the car body turns around, the LCD TV hanging in a clothing store just happened to be printed behind the window glass.

It should be entertainment news on it, and Feng Mi's green face as mixed-race as a child was printed, wearing a uniform, and it was fleeting.

Chu Mo's body suddenly tensed up, and he couldn't help but lean into the car window, grabbing the handrail of the seat at hand.

"My Dark Young Master!"

"Boss, what's wrong?"

There were two concerned greetings in his ears. Chu Mo looked at the window farther and farther away. In an instant, he seemed to loosen a tight string. He withdrew his gaze and sat back on the seat again, his voice hoarse: "It's okay, drive your car!"

Although Wen Qing was a little confused, he didn't dare to ask more questions. Zhong Xianwen couldn't help but lean out of the car window, and after a while, he turned around and looked at Chu Mo in the back seat.

He had already closed his eyes and rested, but his clenched fingertips showed his inner uneasiness.

Zhong Xianwen was curious, what did he see?

At 6 o'clock the next morning, Huo Xingyan ordered Mo Xiao to book the earliest flight to City B last night.

But while having breakfast, Wang Ma suddenly ran in panic and shouted, "Oh no, the young master was in a car accident and is now being sent to the hospital."

Huo Xingyan was drinking coffee, and when he heard this, he stopped there. Zhao Qingli, who was also getting up early, shook the newspaper and glanced at Wang Ma in dissatisfaction. He was even more dissatisfied with the tone, "If you have a car accident, you will be in a car accident. Isn't it sent to the hospital? It's not just a dead person. I'll go over and take a look later. Why are you arguing? It's really—" As he said that, he held a milk cup and sent it to his mouth.

In addition to the eldest son Huo Xingtao, the fourth son of Huo Xingyan, the Huo family has only two daughters who have been married long ago. The young master mentioned by Wang Ma naturally refers to Huo Rufeng.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ma retracted her shoulders awkwardly, and wanted to hide back to the kitchen without saying a word.

"Wait--" Huo Xingyan put down his coffee cup and looked at Wang Ma and said, "Rufeng had a car accident, is it serious?"

"It's not very serious. It is said that there is a slight fracture-" Seeing Huo Xingyan asking, Wang's mother immediately said like a bean. Huo Xingyan is usually gentle and gentle, and he is very polite to his subordinates, so he is naturally easier to talk to, for his subordinates.

A wave of light quickly passed through Huo Xingyan's clear eyes, reminding Wang Ma: "Tell me and explain the situation."

"Okay!" After all, Wang's mother was a loyal servant and didn't understand the strange atmosphere of the Huo family. Although she didn't like Huo Rufeng very much, she was the young master of the Huo family after all, and she was not careless.

When Wang's mother left, Zhao Qingli took the newspaper and asked, "Are you going to see him?" Even this morning, Zhao Qingli still dressed up herself in a fine costume.

"You should know that I have to catch the plane later." Huo Xingyan did not deny it, just laughed.

"Hmph, you're very good at calculating!" I don't know whether Zhao Qingli's words were praised or detracted.

"Don't you and I have the same idea?" Holding up the coffee cup, Huo Xingyan took a sip of coffee gracefully, sighing that the plan for a day is indeed correct.

Looking down at the newspaper, Zhao Qingli took a sip of tea and reminded, "Be careful, don't overdo it, otherwise your grandfather's old-fashioned will not let you go easily."

"Yes, Mother!" Huo Xingyan stood up and said goodbye to Zhao Qingli, "I'm leaving. Please take care of yourself and take care of your health!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingli almost rolled her eyes fiercely, and finally stared at the newspaper head without raising her hand and waved her hand: "Okay, don't be numb, get out quickly, it will affect my morning reading!"

Huo Xingyan smiled helplessly, and he was helpless about his mother's temperament. But when he turned around, a trace of interest could not help but appear in his eyes.

The scene before saying goodbye to Huo Rufeng last night is vivid in my mind. The sentence "Driving carefully" is just his casual words, but I didn't know that it was a prophecy.

Although he shouldn't have gloated, Huo Xingyan thanked Huo Rufeng for the car accident from the bottom of his heart. It should be said that even God was helping him.

Before he could get on the phone, Huo Xingyan called Mo Xiao and turned off his phone directly.

After his shutdown disappeared, the entire Fengxing Group was almost in chaos.

In the afternoon, it was a bidding meeting for the resort land development project. Originally, this bidding meeting was participated by Huo Rufeng and Hua Youran, but it was worse than the sky's plan. Huo Rufeng actually had a car accident, so the senior management of Fengxing almost made a fuss.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, the General Manager of Fengxing was in the office.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the 28th floor, the sun is sunny and warm. The closer we get to the New Year, the more surprisingly good the weather is.

However, under the warm winter sun, even though the room was on constant temperature, the few subordinates standing in front of the desk were still trembling and did not dare to speak.

Occasionally, I secretly observed the cold face of the woman at the desk. The little assistant, who was in her twenties, even trembled his legs, and felt that the sweat on his forehead was almost dripping.

"Director Hua, look, what should I do about this?" The fat manager standing behind the little assistant wiped the sweat beads on his forehead. He was about to ask what happened, but the latter's sharp phoenix eyes had already ejaculated, which scared him so much that he almost pissed.

"What to do? What else can I do!"

Standing behind the desk was Hua Youran, holding the deliberately drawn eyebrows. Hua Youran grabbed the paper on the table and almost wanted to jump, and even killed Huo Rufeng ten thousand times in his heart.

When is it not good to die in a car accident? It is necessary to be at this critical moment? What should I do now? She will go alone in the bidding?

But she had already learned about this project before. Huo Rufeng has always been responsible for it. Who can know that this happened?

"Otherwise—" the assistant claimed to be smart, secretly raised his eyes and said carefully: "President? If something happens to the general manager, the president cannot ignore it, right?" Although this bid does not require the president to go there in person, there is no way out now.

Hearing this, Hua Youran looked at the little assistant almost conditioned reflexively. Just as he was about to frown his eyebrows and curse, he heard the fat manager's voice whispering, "I think Assistant Liao is right!"

With a rapid spin in his mind, Hua Youran's anger suddenly went out. After calculating the pros and cons, Hua Youran finally dialed Huo Xingyan's private number unwillingly. Obviously, the subordinates here did not expect why Hua Youran had Huo Xingyan's number.

However, when she heard the familiar string of female voices in English after hearing the "beep" sound, Hua Youran's expression turned gloomy again.

Especially when he finally had to call Mo Xiao's mobile phone number to ask Huo Xingyan where he went, Mo Xiao couldn't hear a sincere sentence of apologies, "It turns out it's Miss Hua. I'm so sorry. I don't know where the Fourth Young Master is now. But if nothing unexpected happens, the Fourth Young Master should be with Miss Feng. After all, they are together for too many times, and the Fourth Young Master likes Miss Feng so much..."

After snatching the phone hard, Hua Youran almost got angry.

At this moment, far above the sky, a plane had already slowly cut through the clouds and flew towards the clear sky of City B.

"Ms. Feng, your skin is really good. I don't know which brand of cosmetics you are using. I can also introduce it to my daughter for use. I will be happy to let her be like you in the future!"

In the small and crowded dressing room, she was busy as usual. The makeup artist Xu came close behind Feng Mi and sighed after putting on Feng Mi's makeup.

Sister Xu is an old man in the entertainment industry and has more than ten years of experience in applying makeup, so she is usually used by the crew. However, most middle-aged women in their forties have a characteristic, such as a mouthful, tongue-in-lawed and tongue-in-law, and likes to flatter and flatter.

Although Feng Mi is already commonplace, "Sister Xu, this seems not the first time you have praised me."

Feng Mi has good skin, and no one was willing to pay attention to her when she joined the crew at the beginning. Xu Ziqing didn't care about so much. Feng Mi also put on makeup for herself in an emergency.

"Ouch!" Sister Xu pretended to be dissatisfied and pushed Feng Mi, "Look at what you said, I just want to flatter you, so that you don't forget me after you become famous in the future!"

Sister Xu is considered an old fry, so how can she not see Xu Ziqing attaches importance to Feng Mi? If this drama is said to be more like the female lead, and even Star Media has acquiesced to her cultivation, how can she not see that this is a good seedling?

Yes, the scenes of the young man Yu Nuo in this drama are about to be finished, but Xu Ziqing didn't speak, and Feng Mi didn't understand what he meant.
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