79: Feng Jingming: When I go crazy, I get scared. I even snatched the Dragon King’s wife!
Zhang Xiao stared at Qi Meng and Feng Jingming.
His fingers began to twitch, and he started to perform calculations.
Finally, he nodded slightly.
The calamity between the two had already formed, but it could be resolved smoothly.
Their destined relationship was becoming even clearer... "I'll have to prepare a red envelope soon."
Zhang Xiao said with a smile.
Zhou Yang: "????"
Damn it, you're thinking even further ahead than I am.
"Mengmeng, you can nap for a bit; it's a two-hour drive!" Feng Jingming said.
Qi Meng nodded lightly.
Zhou Yang: I should have driven myself.
"Bald Dog, I'm going to sleep for a bit, okay!"
Zhou Yang leaned back, closed his eyes, and immediately fell asleep.
Zhang Xiao: Young people are so lucky; they can just lie down and sleep.
I'll sleep too!
Zhang Xiao closed his eyes and immediately fell asleep.
At their level of cultivation, whether they wanted to sleep or not was just a matter of thought.
Feng Jingming: Why is everyone sleeping?
"I'll chat with you!" Qi Meng said gently.
Feng Jingming glanced at her, his heart trembling.
"No, no need!"
"You, you go to sleep!"
Feng Jingming shook his head frantically.
Why did this young girl feel more and more alluring?
Feng Jingming was almost in tears.
At first, I liked married women, then I liked Su Nuannuan, and after that... it must be an illusion, definitely an illusion!
Feng Jingming silently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
I, Feng Jingming, pass through a field of flowers without a single petal clinging to me!
Drive, focus your attention, drive!
They drove furiously... Two hours later, everyone arrived in Huadu.
Following the navigation, they drove directly to the Song Family of Huadu's company.
"Brother Zhou, Little Celestial Master, we're here!" Feng Jingming called out. After getting out of the car, he opened the passenger door, took Qi Meng's hand, and led her out.
Feng Jingming: "..."
Why did I subconsciously do that?
Qi Meng was incredibly gentle, watching Feng Jingming unblinkingly.
Zhou Yang and Zhang Xiao opened their eyes and saw this scene.
Both of them: Hmph!
"Bang!"
Zhou Yang directly slapped Feng Jingming, "Stop showing off your affection, hurry up and go in!"
"Okay!"
Feng Jingming shrank his head and quickly stepped forward, "Is anyone here?"
The security guard poked his head out, "This is Song's property. If you want to go in, do you have an appointment?"
"No, inform Song Tianyu. Feng Family of Modu (Magic City)... Feng Jingming, I have something to discuss with him!" Feng Jingming said calmly.
As fellow multi-billion-yuan families, with the Zhou Family as a backing, he couldn't afford to lose his imposing manner.
Upon hearing 'Feng Family', the security guard paused.
Although he didn't quite understand, it seemed like they were not to be trifled with.
"Please wait a moment, I'll contact the office!" The security guard hurriedly picked up the desk phone and made a call.
After a while, he received notification: allow them to pass!
The four of them entered the company together.
A young man, appearing to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a rather handsome face, led a group of people to greet them at the entrance.
"Young Master Feng, long time no see!" The young man cupped his hands.
"Song Qingyao, long time no see!" Feng Jingming nodded.
Song Qingyao, the eldest son of the Song Family.
He was a business-oriented talent.
"What brings Young Master Feng to our place?" Song Qingyao asked with a smile.
"I have something to discuss with you all!" Feng Jingming said grimly, "I've come to demand an explanation!"
Song Qingyao was startled.
"Have I offended Young Master Feng in some way?" Song Qingyao asked softly, slightly frowning.
"Offended me?" Feng Jingming sneered, "Isn't that exactly what you've done?"
Song Qingyao: "..."
He really did offend him!
"We're all multi-billion-yuan families; whatever it is, let's discuss it inside." Song Qingyao frowned, "To the office!"
"Okay!"
Song Qingyao led the group to the CEO's office.
A middle-aged man sat at the desk, smiling, "Feng Jingming, why have you come?"
"I've come to demand an explanation!" Feng Jingming slammed the table directly, "If your Song Family doesn't give me an explanation, do you believe I'll go crazy?"
"Let me tell you, when I go crazy, even I'm afraid of myself!"
"I even dared to snatch the Dragon King of Dragon King Hall's wife!"
"Don't force me to lose my temper!"
Feng Jingming howled.
Song Tianyu and Song Qingyao were dumbfounded.
How did this guy become the family heir?
He even dared to snatch the Dragon King of Dragon King Hall's wife?
Why didn't the Dragon King kill you?
Zhou Yang: Mm-hmm!
This guy provoked the wives of three Protagonists.
If it weren't for me... the Feng Family would have gone bankrupt long ago.
Song Tianyu snorted, "Feng Jingming, I'm of the same generation as your father; you should call me uncle. You..."
"Me what, me what?"
"I've come to demand an explanation; do you expect me to speak to you politely?" Feng Jingming slammed the table, "Your Song Family dared to kidnap my girlfriend and even tried to send her to North Face..."
"Tell me, how are you going to handle this matter?"
Feng Jingming's eyes were extremely sharp, and a faint, indifferent smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Brother Zhou is behind me; with Brother Zhou backing me, I have no worries.
After all, there are only a few families in the entire country richer than Brother Zhou's.
Song Tianyu and Song Qingyao froze in place.
Kidnap your girlfriend and send her to North Face?
Damn it!
Our Song Family doesn't have any smuggling operations, nor do we have any contact with North Face!
"Feng Jingming!" Song Qingyao angrily cursed, "You're slandering people out of thin air. Are you trying to make our two families enemies forever?"
"I want your Song Family to go bankrupt!" Feng Jingming was like a mad dog, "At worst, we'll all go down together!"
Song Qingyao and Song Tianyu were numb.
Folks, what do you do when you encounter a mad dog?
This mad dog intends to drag their family and our family down with them!
"Ahem!"
"Nephew, let's talk this through." Song Tianyu hurriedly said, "Don't always talk about mutual destruction; that's not good!"
"You're still young; don't ever go down a criminal path."
"Qingyao, why are you standing there? Hurry up and prepare good tea to entertain our nephew!" Song Tianyu said urgently.
Feng Jingming, if you're going to die, don't drag my Song Family down with you!
"Misunderstanding my ass!" Feng Jingming snorted.
"Feng Jingming, your subordinate is a bit ill-mannered!" Song Tianyu suddenly spoke, looking at Zhou Yang and the other two who were already sitting on the sofa.
The hosts haven't even sat down, and they dare to sit?
"Old dog, are you trying to get me killed?" Feng Jingming roared, "You actually dare to say they are my subordinates?"
"Let me introduce myself!" Zhou Yang crossed his legs, "Zhou Yang, of the Magic City!"
Zhang Xiao followed suit, also crossing his legs, "Zhang Xiao, of Dragon Tiger Mountain! Known as the Little Celestial Master!"
Song Tianyu and Song Qingyao: ;꒪ꈊ꒪;
Zhou Yang?
That simp from Modu (Magic City)?
Wait, Little Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain?
"Holy crap!"
The two exclaimed, "Both of you, please take the main seats! Quickly, serve good tea!"
"No need, we're just here with Feng Jingming!" Zhou Yang snapped his fingers, "We're afraid someone might bully our little brother, so we're here to back him up!"
Song Tianyu and the other man: "..."
Do you two need to back him up?
We're both multi-billion-yuan families; it's not like I'd eat him, is it?
Feng Jingming, you really didn't need to!
You come, but why bring Zhou Yang and the Little Celestial Master?
The two father and son exchanged glances, on the verge of tears.
Feng Jingming was indeed a madman.
He came here specifically to destroy our Song Family!
Dad (Son)... we need to be polite, understand?