That's just a glance.
Lin Feng probably understood what was going on.
No matter how stupid Bai Tian is, she knows who is saving the game for.
Song Jiahe has always been talking to people and talking to ghosts, otherwise the Song family's business would not have been so big.
When he saw someone coming, he immediately got up and put the teacup on his face: "Sister Lin, a busy man, why are you standing at the door? Come in quickly."
Lin Feng walked in. After all, he came from a large compound. Even though it was different from the past, it would not be like this.
After the Lin family declined, Lin Feng had seen these people before, and knew the difficulties of hiring people to do things.
It's not like what is written in the novel, which mocks you in person.
But my friends who used to eat meat and drink together suddenly stopped contacting each other.
He will avoid him during partying.
In some ways, he seems to represent a kind of bad luck.
Song Jiahe is the one who cares the least about these things in the circle. He will be there whenever there is a holiday red envelope, but he is not like today.
Lin Feng thought it was quite boring.
People who have never experienced it should not understand it very much.
When you are prosperous, some people are saddles in front of the horse.
When you have nothing, you will feel unlucky to know you.
But with Yun Hu here, the value of his Lin Feng is different.
When Lin Feng raised his head, his emotions were almost gone, so he walked over and sat next to Yun Hu.
There was only one empty space. He took off his windbreaker, hung it behind a chair, and knocked a cigarette out of the cigarette box on the table.
Song Jiahe’s task was to make Lin Feng come out. He was afraid that the one who would disagree with the rest of the matter.
I put the tea on my hands and stir-fry the chat atmosphere very hot, just for the convenience of the two people talking.
Yunhu didn't beat around the bush: "Angry?"
Lin Feng paused his hands while drinking tea, and turned his eyes to look at him.
Yunhu looked at him with deep eyes: "I'll ask you, but if you don't come out, you have to change your method."
"It's so dizzy." Lin Feng took a sip of tea: "You look for me, but you said on the phone that you can't do it?"
Yunhu remained calm: "There is no atmosphere of conversation."
Lin Feng thought of the Yun family's tutor at this time, and there were countless rules and regulations.
"There is an atmosphere of conversation now." Lin Feng smiled: "After all, everyone wants to give you this face."
Yun Hu could hear that, he was unhappy.
But there is no way.
Want to meet someone.
But the man didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.
It’s not like hiding, but it’s impossible to say that there is nothing to do.
If it was someone else.
Yun Hu has long used all his methods.
It can be used by people like Song Jiahe.
It's not just the relationship between the Yun family.
It can be seen that Yunhu’s usual style of acting.
But it's him
Yunhu held the teacup in his hand and slowly loosened it one by one. His fingers were slender, and his voice was very light: "Thanks for my face, I have to use it."
Lin Feng didn't say anything. After all, he knew that such a thing should not be blamed on anyone alone.
After all, there has been a gap between the two of them.
This is a reality that cannot be changed no matter how it is.
Yun Hu didn't think so: "The Asian game is over, are you planning not to return to the team?"
Chapter completed!