Chapter 241: Afraid?

"What's wrong?" Feng Heng was stunned for a moment, but he was not angry, he only smiled at Feng Shiya cynically.

"You said you were going to ask Yang Yang to dance, so I helped you find her." Feng Shiya was obviously angry.

Seeing the scene just now that Feng Heng came out, she reacted that she was actually used by him.

No matter what happened between the eldest brother and the Yangyang siblings, Feng Heng's actions just now were clearly a provocation.

He wanted to provoke the eldest grandson of the Feng clan, and their eldest brother was canonized.

In the Feng family, the old man's status is unshakable, and no one dares to disobey him.

Among the younger generation of the Feng family, the eldest brother of the canonization is also a supreme existence in their eyes.

In Feng Shiya's eyes, he is an authoritative figure, and provoking him is tantamount to provoking authority.

What's even more odious is that Feng Heng used her on the way to challenge the authority of the Feng family.

If she is canonized and tracked down, she will not be able to escape.

"I'm going to ask her to dance, but Shiya, you also saw it, it's the eldest brother who won't let me dance with Yangyang." Feng Heng spread his hands and pushed everything away.

"Fart!" Feng Shiya was forced to burst into foul language, "Are you asking Yang Yang to dance?" You're forcing her to jump! ”

She also regrets it now, when Yang Yang asked her for help, she should have helped.

But where would she know about the conspiracy in Feng Heng's heart.

"It can't be considered forced, right? She followed me to the dance floor herself. Feng Heng smiled playfully, stubbornly refusing to admit his crime.

"You fart!" Feng Shiya was so angry that she jumped off the high chair, "If you hadn't forcibly pulled her there, would she have been able to go?" Can she drag you as a girl? ”

"Say whatever you want." Feng Sheng picked up the cocktail that had just been mixed on the bar and belonged to Luo Yangyang, and drank it with his neck tilted.

Feng Shiya's eyes were burning with a pinch of flames, and after glaring at Feng Heng angrily, she turned around and walked out.

She is no longer interested in playing this trouble.

Seeing Feng Shiya leave angrily, Feng Heng didn't catch up and explain clearly, of course, he had nothing to explain, after all, what Feng Shiya said was true.

Feng Heng put down the wine glass, pretended to touch his right side of his waist casually, and instantly frowned slightly in pain.

Depend on!