Mi Yao,...
Their first night was in a hotel, and the second was at the Feng Residence. At that time, Miao Erlan was outside the door, and he bullied her relentlessly. It all seems like a nightmare now.
Someone approached. "Commander Feng, you're here. Let's go inside together."
Feng Yueming walked in, his arm around Mi Yao's slim waist.
The hall.
The hall of the Feng Residence was now brilliantly lit, having been redecorated. It looked magnificent, with various gentlemen and ladies holding wine glasses, chatting and laughing merrily.
Mi Yao immediately spotted Feng Zhengyu. He stood next to Huangfu Jianxu, the newly appointed President and Vice President, both looking pleased with themselves. The brilliant crystal chandelier overhead draped them in a magnificent hue.
Feng Zhengyu, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, was tall and handsome. The people around him were clearly flattering him, yet he responded with a smile that was understanding yet polite.
