Chapter 62: The Secret Lover of the Sopranos 36

As in the original plot, after learning that Feng Ao's plane had an accident, Feng Yu tried his best to block the news, but how could Feng Yi, who had been preparing for a shot, be as he wanted? Within three days, everyone at the top and bottom of the blood wolf knew the news of the leader's accident, and even Feng Yi felt that the incident was not big enough, and added another fire. At this time, even this news appeared on the Huaguo Internet. No matter how Feng Yu wanted to conceal it, he could only watch the matter gradually ferment.
"Master, the organization has issued a notice to meet at the headquarters on the eighth day of this month to discuss Feng Ye." Feng Yu's new assistant Cheng Jiu dutifully performed his duties.
"Father hasn't been found yet, and they can't wait one by one." Feng Yu waved his hand and smashed the teacup beside him, as if a storm was brewing in his eyes. He's not doing well these days, troubles ensue one after another, and there is no time to investigate Lu Qi's escape. He rubbed his eyebrows and concealed his exhaustion, "You tell them, I will be there on the eighth day of next month."
Fortunately, he has taken over the team left by his father. There are 12 people in total, all of whom are rare talents. The most important thing is that Feng Jia is kind to them and they will never betray.
While Feng Yu was in distress, Feng Yi, the initiator of everything, had secretly started preparing for the wedding.
Four internationally renowned designers are all in Feng Yi's mansion at this time, choosing the wedding dress and dress style they like for Su Li.
Su Li looked at the clothing magazine at hand with great interest, and discussed a few words with the designers around her from time to time. Although it is not the first time to get married, women have always been unable to resist beautiful clothes. Su Li considers herself a layman. Although she still plays the role of cold and reticent Lu Qi with due diligence, her eyes are full of joy.
Feng Yi leaned against the door and watched for a while, then walked in and sat down beside Su Li, stretched out his hand to take the person into his arms, "Is there anyone you like?"
Su Li gently pushed him, beckoning him not to make trouble, "I like them all, I can't choose them."
"That's all." Feng Yi turned his head and kissed her earlobe.
While avoiding his unruly hands, Su Li said, "Never mind the others, can I still have a wedding dress? How many times do you want me to get married!"
Feng Yi put her head on her shoulders and said, "If it is me, you can get married several times."
The designer on the side watched the interaction between the two and couldn't help but say: "Wu Ye and Miss Lu are in such a good relationship, I can't help but want to get married."
Feng Yi, who had always been cold and cold on weekdays, also showed a somewhat satisfied look. He nodded to them like a dignified dignity, and then issued an order to leave.
Seeing the designers walking out of the cloakroom, Su Li turned around and looked at Feng Yi, "Where did you go today? It seems to have a smell."
Feng Yi heard her say this, and let go of her hand and no longer hugged her, "I dealt with something and accidentally touched it. You know the news of my elder brother's accident. Now some people in the organization are starting to make small moves. Just to warn them."
Su Li nodded and stopped asking. Although Feng Yi looked deeply attached to her, she still didn't listen too much to things she shouldn't know.
"Qiqi, you won't leave me anymore." Feng Yi stretched out his hand and raised her face, couldn't help asking.
Su Li was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of her mouth, "No."
"Even if I have to deal with Feng Yu, won't you leave me?"