usatvline Chapter 145 The Conflict Begins!
Chapter 145 The Conflict Begins!
After getting off the highway, Huo Ling and Cheng Feng snuggled together.
Cheng Feng wouldn't ask Huo Ling if he was a good driver, because greatness needs no words.
"I thought you would hesitate, but I didn't expect you to agree so readily."
Huo Ling spoke with a slight lisp, still retaining the charm of a newlywed.
"We've known each other for so long and have developed feelings for each other. Rather than watching you fight with Wenjin..."
How about I just act as a peacemaker and we do it from now on, Wenjin 135, you 246?
Just give me one day to rest.
Cheng Feng said with a hint of teasing.
Huo Ling spat and said:
"Dream on! You even assigned us jobs. What if I made you have to choose one?"
Cheng Feng scratched his head; he knew this was going to happen.
"How about we draw lots?"
"roll!"
Unhappy, Miss Huo turned her back to Cheng Feng. Although she wasn't particularly angry, she still had to maintain the proper demeanor.
Otherwise, if Cheng Feng is given a little more leeway, he'll start to run a brothel.
"Xiaoling, don't forget to help me prepare the three cows."
"Stop talking, go to sleep."
Huo Ling said in a muffled voice, and leaned back slightly.
This fertile field had just been cultivated when it encountered the divine ox, and was already so exhausted it could barely keep its eyes open.
"Okay, okay, go to sleep."
Cheng Feng instinctively wrapped his arms around Huo Ling's slender waist, and soon only the soft breathing of the two remained in the room.
the next day.
When Chen Wenjin woke up, she felt like the sky had fallen.
After leaving Huo Ling's room, she gritted her teeth and looked at the master bedroom. With her intelligence, how could she not understand?
Huo Ling used a clever trick on her, feigning one thing while secretly doing another.
On the surface, it's about drinking to relieve sorrow, but in reality, it's about luring someone into a trap.
Looking at the willow trees outside the courtyard wall, which had just sprouted new buds, Chen Wenjin felt for the first time that the green that represented vitality was so dazzling.
Biting her lower lip, Chen Wenjin turned and went back to her room.
It's too late to go now; they've probably already finished everything they should and shouldn't have done.
The chirping of sparrows outside the window woke Huo Ling from her deep sleep. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Cheng Feng's profile.
"You're awake. Your three maids should be here soon. Get up and wash up."
Feeling the movement in his arms, Cheng Feng looked at Huo Ling and whispered.
Huo Ling smiled and obediently responded.
Huo Ling is definitely much more experienced than Chen Wenjin in how to present herself.
For example, now that it's Chen Wenjin who's getting dressed, she's incredibly efficient and decisive.
He hurriedly threw on his clothes in a few seconds, then opened the door and left like an irresponsible drifter.
Huo Ling, on the other hand, did something completely different. She sat up and stretched.
She showed off her perfect curves to the fullest.
Then she leisurely put on her undergarments, casually giving Cheng Feng a flirtatious wink that made everyone want to beat the slut to death.
Cheng Feng really had to use a lot of willpower to resist the urge to exercise in the morning.
A few minutes later, Huo Ling returned to her room and smiled gently when she saw the empty bed.
Then I lay back down in the still-warm blankets.
According to the schedule, Huo Wen was in charge of making breakfast today, and she prepared breakfast as usual.
When it was almost time, Cheng Feng and the other two came to the restaurant from their rooms, and at least on the surface, there was nothing unusual about them.
Good morning, Wenjin! How did you sleep last night?
Huo Ling smiled brightly, as if she were a completely different person compared to the previous two days.
Faced with Huo Ling's unsportsmanlike close-range attack, the air pressure around Chen Wenjin visibly decreased.
“Cheng Feng, you… it’s too much for you to do nothing all day as the head of the gang.”
Cheng Feng, who was eating, looked completely bewildered.
Actually, Chen Wenjin really wanted to ask why your belt was so loose.
"Sister Wenjin, don't be angry. You know Cheng Feng, what can he do?"
"How about I share some of the burden with you? You're under too much pressure."
Huo Ling spoke to Chen Wenjin with a face full of concern, calling her "Sister Wenjin" with particular affection.
Chen Wenjin was about to explode. She realized that Huo Ling was indeed worthy of being Huo Xiangu's daughter.
Her sarcastic and unsettling behavior is exactly like her mother's.
Chen Wenjin took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and then said:
"Xiaoling, the seniority system is very strict in this area I'm in charge of, so it will be difficult for you to handle it well if you suddenly take over."
"Let you take your time and get a better understanding of the situation before you help me."
Huo Ling's smile remained unchanged. She picked up a few grains of rice with her chopsticks, ate the meager amount that was barely enough to fill a gap between her teeth, and then said:
"Sister Wenjin, you know that in this industry, the Huo family is the senior one."
Even within the Nine Gates, I belong to the upper three gates in terms of seniority. I refuse to believe anyone can be of a higher generation than me.
Cheng Feng kept his head down and ate his meal; he had no intention of getting involved in this battle of the gods.
As long as they don't physically pull each other's hair, let them pinch it.
It's not that Cheng Feng lacks a sense of responsibility, but rather that favoring either side would only exacerbate the conflict.
If no one takes sides and only says nice things, he will almost certainly become the protagonist of this struggle.
This is also one of the reasons why ancient emperors rarely managed their harems.
Only when things have come to a point of no return will he step in to resolve the matter.
"I'm done eating, you two can continue eating!"
Seeing that the two women didn't intend to cause a scene, Cheng Feng decisively chose to make his escape.
This battlefield was left to the two female generals, and these two troublesome women would find it difficult to coexist peacefully in the short term.
Cheng Feng also prefers to have some peace and quiet whenever possible.
Cheng Feng used to feed Xiao Hua while drinking tea in the living room.
But today was an exception. He and Xiaohua were both squatting in the yard, one of them gobbling down the meat in the basin.
One of them was stroking the tiger's head, muttering: "You've gotten quite fat again, you need to lose some weight."
Little Flower has been clever since she was a child. After hearing this, she quickly covered the meat in the basin with her paws and looked at Cheng Feng pitifully.
"Don't look at me like that. Look at you, you're almost as fat as a ball."
Cheng Feng patted Xiao Hua's thick waist, and the fat on it jiggled.
Xiao Hua lowered her head dejectedly and then began to eat rice in even larger mouthfuls.
"We need to urge Wenjin on; this once-promising jungle king is practically ruined."
"The sooner the new house is built, the more freely Xiaohua can move around."
As Cheng Feng was thinking, Chen Wenjin came out of the room.
"Wenjin, when will the construction site be ready for handover?"
Chen Wenjin still seemed angry, and answered Cheng Feng's question with a fiery tone:
"I don't know, go ask Han Qing yourself."
After saying that, she left the house, tossing her ponytail.
Cheng Feng wasn't annoyed. If someone wants everything, they have to bear the consequences. If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
At this moment, Huo Ling also came out.
She was in much better shape than Chen Wenjin, with a bright smile on her face, and seemed to have gained the upper hand in the dispute.
"Your face is all wrinkled from smiling, what's making you so happy?"
Cheng Feng's words immediately shattered Huo Ling's good mood.
"Hmph, it's none of your business!"
After saying that, the woman with twin ponytails also pushed open the door and left.