Chapter 1562: Backstage

Chapter 1562 Backstage
"Or not?"
At nine o'clock in the morning, Feng Yi, who hadn't slept all night, raised his eyes to look at the assistant who entered the office.
The assistant's embarrassed appearance was seen one or two: "I still don't answer the phone over there."
"It seems that the He family doesn't even plan to give the old man's face." Feng Yi got up, his eyebrows tightened.
"My nephew, what's the situation now?"
As soon as the assistant wanted to answer, he saw the scene on the other side of the sofa.
Well, the suit belongs to the boss.
Under the suit is... Secretary Shen!
The assistant hurriedly avoided his eyes, as if he had discovered something important.
You know, when the young master sent him to look at Vice President Feng, the main reason was to find Miss Mo early.
Now that Miss Mo is back, there is a problem with the young master, there is no time to let him go, and it will not let him see this scene!
Feng Yi waited for a while, but didn't hear the sound. He simply followed the assistant's gaze and looked over. Seeing that the person was not sleeping well, he whispered: "Go out and talk."
The assistant is still confused.
So then, Vice President Feng asked him: "How long does my nephew plan to let you stay with me?"
He intuitively replied: "I should have stayed for more than a month, who knows..."
Having said that, the assistant paused and looked at Feng Yi hurriedly!
"President Feng, listen to my explanation, the matter..."
Feng Yi interrupted him: "My nephew should have made a lot of enemies on his side. Go and tell him, no matter what happens, you must believe in Mo Bei, or he will regret it in the future."
"But now Master He..."
"No matter what his situation is, it's the same."
"Yes."
For Feng Nai, it was not that good to receive such an exhortation after coming together.
Feng Yi had an impression in his memories, a man like a fox, no one would be happy when he expected such a man.
However, sitting next to him, the slightly cool temperature placed on his forehead by the hand from time to time made him less irritable.
"Does the head still hurt?"
Mo Bei's profile has always been good-looking, and this time he is even more pampered.
This all stems from the fact that Feng Nai rubbed his temples as soon as he woke up, and got up impatiently. Although his eyebrows were very good-looking, he still made people aware of his hostility.
However, what made Mo Bei look soft is that even so, he still did not forget to maintain his gentle personality.
A diseased seedling alive.
The driver didn't want to talk anymore.
The young master did not have good health before, but it was not so bad.
It's pretending at a glance.
This time, Lao Wang guessed wrong.
Feng Nai didn't pretend, his personality was not stable yet, and his temperature was normal.
"Ok."
Outside, Feng Nai constrained a lot, after all, there were still people.
He doesn't know how many people intend to force Mo Bei to give up the game.
If the memory can be shared, his gentleness will be infected with blood.
There are many things that are not common, and they are not easy to handle.
That's why this time, Father Feng chose to be a housekeeper.
For Feng Nai of this personality, he only played games to let Mo Bei know that he could also do what that person could do, but at the core, he still wanted to find his childhood toys.
Such a position.
Father Feng is very worried that he will be unstable, not to mention that the He family is determined to remove Beibei.
He Long really thought so, frowning while drinking tea.
"This is the first call. This player named Mo Bei has a pretty hard backstage."
(End of this chapter)