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However, the white ball did not stop, rolled forward in a small way, and then ...... into the hole.

Wen Mei was disappointed one second, and a smile appeared on her face the next.

Song Zhiyue's face was excited, entered! She actually got in!

Feng Chen touched her head and raised his lips imperceptibly: "Not bad." ”

Feng Shen's face froze, although it was just a verbal entertainment game, it was purely a joke.

But he has always liked to be competitive, especially in front of the dust.

Losing to Feng Chen at the moment, he was very unhappy in his heart.

In fact, when it comes to playing with women, Feng Chen is definitely not as good as Feng Shen.

And playing golf, sealing the dust can definitely crush him.

Every time he goes out with Jiang Feng and Lu Zhenming, they don't play with women, so they don't play golf, billiards, bowling, or mahjong, so these things are much better for him than Feng Shen's skills that often play women.

And even if Song Zhiyue didn't score that goal, he and Feng Shen were tied, so it didn't matter if that goal didn't go in.

Because Song Zhiyue scored a goal, he had a little passion again, and ran to practice happily.

Feng Chen went back to the rest area to drink water, and sat there watching her play, with the caddie next to her to guide her.

Wen Mei sat down next to him, and seeing that he had been looking at Song Zhiyue, Wen Mei's face sank.

She asked, "Ah Chen, did your father say what position you entered the Feng family?" ”

Feng Shen has already sat in the position of vice president, which is second only to the position of executive president, so Wen Mei is very concerned about what position Feng Chen will be.

Feng Chen shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Feng Yi only said that he would let him go to work at Feng's from next Monday, and the others did not say, and he did not ask.

Wen Mei asked, "You didn't ask him?" ”

"If there is anything to ask, you will know the day after tomorrow." Thinking of his wedding with Song Zhiyue, he said, "Have you started preparing for my wedding with Yueyue?" ”

Wen Mei's face was unnatural: "Not yet." ”

Feng Chen frowned, after seeing Song's father and Song's mother that day, he told Wen Mei and asked her to prepare for their wedding.

"You haven't consulted your dad yet, how dare I prepare for your wedding without permission."

Wen Mei didn't take this matter to heart at all, so she made an excuse for herself.

Feng Chen said: "I have already told him, and he agreed. ”

Wen Mei also expected Feng Yi to stop it, but she didn't expect Feng Yi to agree.

She looked surprised and asked in disbelief: "You didn't lie to your mother?" ”

Feng Chen said lightly: "If you don't believe it, you can ask him." ”

He said all this, and Wen Mei naturally would no longer have doubts.

"The wedding is not in a hurry, and it is the same when you have a firm foothold in the Feng clan."

She didn't want Feng Chen and Song Zhiyue to hold a wedding, so that everyone would know that her son had married an ordinary woman.

"You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry." Her words made Feng Chen guess her thoughts, "If you don't handle it for us, then I can only go to work for the Feng family for the time being, and wait until the wedding is ready." ”

Wen Mei's face changed, with a hidden anger on her face: "I'll start preparing tomorrow." ”

Feng Chen was afraid that she would be perfunctory, so he looked at her sideways: "Feng Shen's wedding, you handled it very well, my own son's wedding, you should be better than his, right?" ”

"Of course."

Wen Mei is telling the truth about this.

Although she doesn't like Song Zhiyue, Feng Chen is her biological son.

Her biological son's wedding naturally can't be worse than Feng Shen's.

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