
Feng Shang stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth.
The taste of the food that Shen Yi brought was quite good, but it was full of fat. It is not good for health because it can turn into cholesterol. Feng Shang wanted to stop eating, but his hands and mouth could not be compromised. Both parts of the body betrayed him.
Shen Yi gawking. His hand held the chopsticks hanging in the air, yet had time to reach the food and taste the taste. He gaped at seeing Feng Shang so greedily enjoying the food he was carrying, that it was almost half over. The person who said he wanted to eat together actually spent it all.
"Is it so good?" tanyanya wasn't sure.
"Lumayan," Feng Shang replied.
"At least this is better than the thousand flower soup that Yue Ming cooked," he added.
Shen Yi frowned. Yue Ming's? Who was Yue Ming? Does Feng Shang have any other friends? Why was his name Yue Ming, similar to the character's name in the drama?
"Who is Yue Ming?"
Realizing that his words were reflex, Feng Shang replied accordingly. He said that Yue Ming was one of his friends whose residence was very far away. Shen Yi was suspicious, but it was useless. His eyes were pampered with the sight of Feng Shang who was like a child. The woman's appetite is big too, he thought.
I don't know how many times Shen Yi smiled. Looking at Feng Shang who sometimes looked adorable when he was plain-faced, his heart seemed to be experiencing a fresh and warm spring. As there are thousands of flowers in bloom, it gives a long-lasting fragrance like a powder detergent advertisement.
If you look around, Feng Shang is indeed in goodbyes. Her nose was thick and her skin was as white as milk. The woman had eyes that when gazed as sharp as an eagle, yet were so alive and shining like jewels. The sculpting of her face was perfect, giving off an aura of elegance and dominance that left little respect when looking at it intently.
"Why do you see me like that?" ask Feng Shang. He began to be uncomfortable being stared at so intensely by Shen Yi.
"Do you know about holy blood?"
"Holy blood? You mean, the blood of an angel?"
Shen Yi nodded.
"Your grandfather told me you were the owner of the holy blood and told me to protect you. Do you believe it?"
"Eitherway. I do have holy blood, but not from the descendants of the Feng Family," Feng Shang said as he continued to eat the dishes on his office desk.
"You mean?"
"You'll understand later. Relax, you don't have to obey that old Feng. I'm not a five-year-old who can't do anything."
Seeing Feng Shangs confidence so high made Shen Yi speechless. Also true. During this time the woman was always able to protect herself, it was never seen that she needed protection from others. Let alone bothering him, the person who saw his eyes in a flash could instantly get cold. Even ants might be reluctant to get close to him.
He himself often scolded when fighting with her. But every day it all felt strange. Not only did he become closer, there was even a concern he had never given others. Shen Yi was like she was growing a seedling that had yet to be determined her future in her heart.
In the past, he did not like being close to women. Her mother's father once betrothed her to a conglomerate daughter of an old acquaintance of his family, but Shen Yi resolutely refused. One day, her mother's father arranges a blind date for her. Instead of attending the date, she flew overseas and stayed there for a few days.
Even now that they called, Shen Yi rarely picked it up. Because every time he was appointed, his family would ask if he wanted to get married or not. Shen Yi never cared about romance, not knowing what kind of personal feelings she had for the opposite sex. Feng Shang was the first.
"Director Feng, President Xiang is coming again," Jingjing said hesitantly. The secretary came in in a hurry.
"Look, your fans have just arrived" Shen Yi said lazily. Hearing Xiang Sun's name, his mood became bad instantly.
Jingjing stood up in confusion. He really could not withstand this continuous attack of Xiang Sun. Almost every day the man sends gifts. Almost every day Jingjing had to spend money, telling people to return the gifts to the sender.
"Burn the prize. I don't like any stranger carelessly throwing garbage in my office" Feng Shang said. He was also lazy to serve the man with the demonic aura.
Jingjing returned to do her job. He was a secretary, not a personal assistant. Shen Yi sighed. A Xiang Sun just so had guts, he thought.
"Recycle your food. I have to get back to the office."
Feng Shang nodded. He did not know why Shen Yi's face suddenly darkened.
...***...
The next day, it was Feng Shang's turn to come to Shen Yi's office.
The woman made a fuss in the lobby of Xize's office, forcing the receptionist to let her meet Shen Yi without having to make an appointment. The receptionist who did not know the identity of Feng Shang refused firmly, saying that President Shen was busy. It irritated Feng Shang, wanting to strangle the receptionist's neck, lift his body and throw him into the pool.
Feng Shang could have used his strength to stop time, then met Shen Yi directly. However, his business can be serious if it is discovered. Feng Shang tried to be kind, giving the receptionist a chance to allow him to enter. Otherwise, he would actually use his power to create chaos here.
"Why so loud?" ask a woman.
Feng Shang looked over. Behind him, a young pink-blazed woman stood carrying a bag, staring at Feng Shang and the receptionist alternately.
It was her, the woman who helped me in the toilet some time ago, Feng Shang said.
"Director Jiang, this lady insisted on meeting President Shen" the receptionist said.
"Ah, so. Director Feng, you can meet him. But for the time being, President Shen was indeed busy in the meeting room" Jiang Li said. It was flabbergasted to see Lingjing's owner suddenly coming to Xize without notice.
Feng Shang still wanted to enter. Finally, Jiang Li took him upstairs, where they worked. It's rush hour. Several times Feng Shang was crushed while walking. After which, he sat in Shen Yi's room, waiting for the man to return.
But the one whose name was Feng Shang had always been unable to wait. For a long time he could make fun if he continued to sit in Shen Yi's room which was all neat. Feng Shang walked out, then stood in front of Jiang Li's workroom. Incidentally, Jiang Li was about to come out. He was surprised to see Feng Shang standing in front of his room.
"Director Jiang, I'm bored. Let's race."