Chapter 1094: One thousand one hundred and five

Chapter 1094: One Thousand and One Hundred and Fifteen
When Father Feng said this, the sky outside the window was approaching dusk.
The car stopped.
Yuan Tezhu gave the mortgaged house to his young master.
Feng Nai only glanced, his eyes were extremely cold.
His fingertips turned casually, and he suddenly said, "What's my grandpa's birthday?"
"Is the chairman?" After Yuan Tezhu thought about it, he frowned: "I haven't heard of it."
After all, the grandfather's style of work is relatively old-school, and he also served as a soldier in his early years.
Most people in the business community know their age.
He thinks that the younger generation is now impetuous.
Even if it is excellent, it is not much willing to shoulder responsibility.
Even the young master and the old man are not very fancy.
Who can be his friend of the year?
Before waiting for Yuan special help, come up with one, two, three, four.
Feng Nai put the house together, his eyes flickered: "Back to my home."
Back home? Neither Yuan special assistance nor the driver felt a bit incredible.
After all, every time the old chairman sets up a blind date for the young master, the young master refuses, unless the old chairman threatens the young master with something.
The old and the young will always fight wit, even the old chairman of the bodyguard will be sent to the base, and the young master will return to his home.
What happened this time?
Two people dare not ask.
Without the young master next to Miss Mo, they did feel terrible.
The drive is a bit far.
Without speeding, the car has reached its limit.
It's going to night.
After the night is the peak of a city.
There will always be traffic jams.
Yuan Tezhu turned his head and wanted their young master not to worry.
Unexpectedly, I heard it the next moment, and the door opened.
Feng Nai had already left, her long legs crossed the railings, and when she landed, she was hunting in corners, and the speed was amazing.
The street lights lit up one after the other.
Mayday on earth, even the wind came slowly, not as loud as his breath.
"Master!"
Yuan Tezhu was worried and wanted to keep up.
However, it is clear that he is a little far behind Feng Nai when he crosses the railing.
The door of our house is closed at eight o'clock.
As soon as the bodyguards in black took off their headphones and were ready to enter the hospital, they saw a windy figure coming over.
"Master!"
Someone's eyes widened.
Feng Nai supported the heavy wooden door with one hand, and his black forehead was moistened with damp, hitting the bridge of his nose.
That should be sweat.
Anyone who knows Feng Nai knows that he is very clean at ordinary times. Even when exercising, he always fixes his hair with a hair band. He will never let himself sweat a lot, no matter what season it is.
But today ...
"Where's my grandpa?" Feng Nai's eyes swept past, even if his breath was still unstable, but the coldness brought out by the indifference made the bodyguards cool.
Judging from the state of the young master, I should know that Miss Mo has been here.
The bodyguards glanced at it.
Feng Nai ignored them and walked towards the house.
At this time, Mr. Feng was on the second floor, watching his pot of clivia, holding a spray and watering it.
"Master, master is back." The steward stood next to it, and he could see the scene outside, and his eyes were somewhat surprised.
Mr. Feng looked up: "He's coming to the north, and it must be uncomfortable to see people away, I will not see him anymore, you give him the things left by him."
"Yes." The housekeeper took the box gift box pressed there and paced downstairs ...
(End of this chapter)