Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 148, eat! (one more)

The hall was silent, and Manager Li was too frightened to speak. Leng Sa looked at Feng Zhaowu on the opposite side with a smile, Lan Jing and Yuan Ying also stared at him without saying a word, only Feng Zhaowu's heavy breathing could be heard in the hall.

Leng Sa was in a very good mood, he picked up the teapot next to him and poured himself a new cup of tea.

After a while, Feng Zhaowu suddenly sneered: "Cousin, do you think I'm scared?"

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows, "Oh? So you thought I was scaring you."

"Don't I believe that you really have the ability to let the Song family break the contract?" Feng Zhaowu said with some disdain, "Fu Dujun will not interfere in these matters, just based on Fu Fengcheng's current appearance, I'm afraid the weight is not enough, right? "Will the Song family offend Madam Fu and Fourth Young Master Fu for a defunct Fu Fengcheng?

Leng Sa sighed, "How can it be said to be a breach of contract? My order priority is higher than that of the Feng family. What's wrong with giving me the priority of supply? What's more... The Song family is not refusing to pay liquidated damages. When my brother goes back now, I have already received the liquidated damages from the Song family."

"Your factory is going to collapse. What do you need so much steel for?" Feng Zhaowu asked.

Leng Sa said with a smile: "I'm happy, can I use it to turn it into molten iron and pour it into the ground?"

Feng Zhaowu stared at Leng Sa and said coldly, "It seems that you have made up your mind to do the right thing with your aunt?"

Leng Sa slightly tilted his head and looked at him, "What do you say? When did I do the right thing with my mother? In business, everyone is doing business according to their own abilities. You can't say that cousin, you are your mother. My nephew, I have to let you go, right? Then I'm still my mother's daughter-in-law, and my mother must be on my side."

Feng Zhaowu sneered, "Don't pretend to be stupid, don't you know who those industries are?"

Leng Sa spread his hands, "If you have the ability, ask your mother to ask the governor to preside over justice." Governor Fu really doesn't care about these petty troubles, but if someone makes trouble with him, it's not necessarily.

Of course Feng Zhaowu would not go to Dujun Fu. Because of the matter of the former head of the guard's repairing family, Dujun Fu is very unpleasant to the Feng family now. How can he listen to what they say?

"Leng Mingyue, I advise you not to be too complacent." Feng Zhaowu narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a bit of fierceness in his eyes.

Lan Jing and Yuan Ying looked at each other and looked at Feng Zhaowu a little bit badly.

Leng Sa smiled brightly, "I'm in a good mood, why am I unhappy? I smile proudly, I smile proudly..."

"..." The blue veins on Feng Zhaowu's forehead jumped, because he had a bad temper when his leg was broken by Changxiu, how could he be able to hold back when he was provoked by Leng Sa on the spot?

At the moment, I couldn't help but retorted, "Cousin's heart is really big, Fu Fengcheng is already a cripple, how long do you think he can protect you?"

Leng Sa squinted slightly, "What did you say?"

Feng Zhaowu smiled and said, "Isn't it? The generals under the Fu family will never admit that a waste in a wheelchair is their future commander. We all know who the Fu family will be in the future. I advise you. , be smart and think about your future. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Leng Sa asked lightly with his eyes lowered.

Feng Zhaowu showed a hideous smile, "Sooner or later, that trash in Fu Fengcheng will be kicked out of the Fu family, and then...you, the eldest young lady of the Fu family, will be nothing. If you know each other, then I will pay you back. You can ask aunt and four young masters for mercy, what do you think?"

Feng Zhaowu gave Leng Sa a suggestive smile, but his eyes were bound to shine.

He had heard from Fu Yucheng a long time ago that Fu Fengcheng was really useless, and it was impossible for them to be a real husband and wife with Leng Mingyue.

Such a beauty like a flower like jade, it is really a waste to give Fu Fengcheng.

Feng Zhaowu was a little jealous, because Fu Fengcheng was the son of Fu Dujun, even a **** could marry such a beautiful woman from a noble background.

Unfortunately, what's the use?

Leng Sa stood up and walked towards Feng Zhaowu, "I haven't thought about my cousin's question."

Yuan Ying and Lan Jing looked at each other, Lan Jing neatly picked up the nearest tray of dim sum and pulled Yuan Ying back to a place far away from the table where it would not be affected.

"It's not too late to think about my cousin." Feng Zhaowu laughed.

Leng Sa smiled softly, "Really?" She dressed like a demure lady walking out of an old house, and now her smile is even more gentle and amiable.

"Of course, it's really a pity for someone like Biao's wife to follow Fu Fengcheng." Feng Zhaowu's eyes darkened, his eyes stared straight at Leng Sa who was walking towards him, even the manager Li next to him forgot .

Leng Sa walked to Feng Zhaowu's side and stood still, raised his hand slightly and stretched towards him.

Feng Zhaowu's eyes were suddenly attracted by the fair and slender wrist, the wrist with a lustrous jade bracelet was as beautiful as a flawless work of art.

"Cousin's wife..."

A faint smile appeared on Leng Sa's lips. The next moment, she flipped her wrist and grabbed Feng Zhaowu's hair and pressed his entire face into the dish in front of her.

Where did Feng Zhaowu expect to encounter such a change, he immediately struggled and did not want to be cold at all. With one hand on his head, the other hand picked up the jug on the table and poured it on Feng Zhaowu's head.

Feng Zhaowu roared, his hands struggling to push Leng Sa away.

Leng Sa didn't want to stain the splendid clothes that he only wore once with oil stains. Before Feng Zhaowu touched her, he lifted his head and smashed it on the plate before backing away.

Feng Zhaowu raised his head, his face covered with oil stains. Fortunately, Yongzhou's dishes are relatively light and not heavy oil and spicy, otherwise Feng Zhaowu would never have been so good. The wine, mixed with oil stains and leftovers, flowed down from his head and smeared across Feng Zhaowu's forehead and eyes. Feng Zhaowu reached out and touched a hand full of oil stains.

"Bitch!" Feng Zhaowu's eyes were bloodshot, and his cold eyes were full of hatred and anger.

Leng Sa squinted slightly, shook the jug in his hand and smashed it towards Feng Zhaowu.

Feng Zhaowu hurriedly avoided, the flask just hit Manager Li's forehead behind him, and Manager Li squatted down while covering his forehead with a whimper.

The original gentle smile on Leng Sa's face has disappeared, and her beautiful face is full of frost.

"What are you? You dare to talk nonsense in front of me?" Leng Sa said softly.

"You..." Feng Zhaowu pointed at Leng Sa, "I won't let you go!"

Leng Sa chuckled, raised his hands and moved, "So you haven't figured out, who is not letting go? Feng... Zhao Wu, right? It seems that Wei Changxiu didn't teach you not to Just mess with people you can't mess with."

"Or do you think...with the support of the madam, I won't dare to do anything to you?" Leng Sa said leisurely, "Even if Fu Fengcheng is abolished, even if the Leng family is not as good as the Fu family, but...what is the Feng family? "

"You..."

Leng Sa's eyes are cold, "What are you? There are far fewer trash fish in Lingjiang than you are?"

"Leng, Ming, Yue!" Feng Zhaowu gritted his teeth. His leg was broken by Wei Changxiu, which was a sore spot for Feng Zhaowu that he couldn't bring up. He hated people talking about it, just like he hated Wei Changxiu .

Ignoring that he was still lame in one leg, Feng Zhaowu raised his cane and struck Leng Sa in the head.

Leng Sa didn't care, he stretched out his hand and easily caught it.

Not only that, she held the other end of the cane in one hand, and after turning the cane, she broke away from Feng Zhaowu's hand and pressed it directly on his neck.

Feng Zhaowu just got up from the vegetable plate, and was pushed back by the cane in an instant.

"Cousin, do you know what my cousin hates most?"

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"I hate people who are more arrogant than me in front of me." Leng Sa smiled at him, "Lan Jing, come and serve Master Feng to eat. It's a rare treat for me, and my cousin only eats this thing and doesn't want to give it to him. Do I have any face?"

Lan Jing snorted when she was eating snacks, put down her snacks reluctantly and came over, Yuan Ying came to help consciously.

Leng Sa is in a good mood and doesn't dislike Feng Zhaowu's hair stained with alcohol and oil. He grabs his hair and smiles, "Eat well, don't make my cousin angry."

After he finished speaking, he bumped his head against the plate on the table, clapped his hands and walked away.

"Young Master Feng, I'm sorry." Lan Jing blinked and looked at Feng Zhaowu innocently.

Feng Zhaowu stared at the two of them vigilantly. Before he could react, Yuan Ying grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. One hand was cut backwards, and one arm was pressed against the table, unable to move.

Lan Jing smiled, picked up a bowl of soup and squeezed Feng Zhaowu's mouth with one hand and poured it into it, "Young Master Feng, you swallowed obediently. If you accidentally choked to death, I will not be responsible." /

Feng Zhaowu opened his mouth to curse, but he poured a mouthful of soup into his mouth. He didn't want to choke to death and could only swallow it whole.

Lan Jing showed no pity for the weak, and before he could finish swallowing, the latter poured in again.

Seeing this scene, Manager Li was trembling with fright for a long time, and regardless of the swollen bag on his forehead, he stood up and wanted to run out.

"Manager Li, where are you going?" A cold voice sounded faintly, and Manager Li turned his head stiffly, looking at the woman who was sitting with one hand on her forehead, smiling and watching her trembling voice said, "Young... young lady, I, I..."

"Sit down and eat." Leng Sa's chin pointed in the direction of the table and said warmly.

Manager Li swallowed, "This..."

"I said, eat." said coldly.

"Yes, yes!" Manager Li immediately turned around and ran back to the table, picked up his chopsticks and bowl and quickly stuffed something into his mouth.

Only at this moment, he can no longer taste the delicious dishes of this century-old restaurant.

Bump bump.

Just when Feng Zhaowu thought he was going to be choked to death and Manager Li felt that he was going to be held to death, there was finally a knock at the door.

"Sister-in-law, are you inside?" Leng Sa raised her eyebrows slightly, is it Fu Anyan?

"Come in." Leng Sa said leisurely.