Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 989 This tea is not bad, try it...

"You're out of sight, this way please..." Jian Junxi's lips curled into an inconspicuous arc, but his eyes were as cold as a cold pool of thousands of years, and he led them to the study on the first floor.

"Okay..." They put the gifts on the table, followed her inside, saw Lin Yiyi on the sofa, and said with a light smile, "Mrs. Jane, good afternoon..."

"Hello..." Lin Yiyi also smiled and got up.

"Mr. Jian and Mrs. Jian are really lucky. With such a promising child as Junxi, you don't need to worry about anything, haha..."

Feng Zhenjie praised without hesitation, envy flashed in his deep eyes.

"Mr. Feng praised you a lot. Zhe Hao and Zhe Kai are both excellent." Yang Hui replied politely, and walked slowly towards Lin Yiyi.

"Uncle Feng, this way please..." Jian Junxi didn't want to hear their greetings, so he spoke again with a cold face.

"Okay..." Feng Zhenjie nodded, and he could tell that she was not in a good mood...

The downstairs study room is relatively small, just placed two bookshelves, a desk, several sofas and a coffee table.

There are several famous landscape paintings hanging on the wall, which are simple yet elegant.

Generally, guests who she thinks are not important but must be entertained will be brought here.

"Please sit down..." Jian Junxi walked to the sofa and pointed to the sofa opposite.

Abu brought three cups of brewed Longjing tea, and after bringing them in, he silently withdrew.

After Feng Zhenjie and Feng Zhehao sat down, the three of them looked at each other, Feng Zhenjie's eyes were vague
Feng Zhehao's eyes were filled with obvious sarcasm, Jian Junxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lit the aromatherapy next to him.

Immediately, a refreshing fragrance floated in the room, giving the illusion of rose petals floating in the sky.

Jian Junxi's deep gaze was as deep as an ancient well, and his whole body exuded the aura of a king, knowingly asked: "I don't know if Uncle Feng came to the door in person, so what is the matter?"

Feng Zhenjie smiled, just like the gentle breeze in spring, he took out an invitation card from his bag and put it on the table.

He smiled lightly and said, "It was impolite to call me before, this is an invitation letter written by my father, and it was given to you by me and Quanzi.

By the way, I apologize to you for the incompetence of the housekeeper, and I hope you don't take it to heart. "

Jian Junxi raised his thick eyebrows slightly, his thin cool lips showed a sneer, and he gracefully picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

He said calmly: "Uncle Feng is out of sight, but he just has no time..."

Looking at her half-smile, Feng Zhenjie narrowed his eyes, he still had no idea, he Jian Junxi could do the bombing of the police station, and there was nothing else he dared not do.

Therefore, they didn't dare to act rashly. If it was Nangong Jing alone, they could turn against each other.

But they also knew in their hearts that no one knew how many cards Jian Junxi had.

Without any strength, it is impossible to get to where she is today. After all, Nangong Jing's protection of her is only a recent matter.

"I also ask Junxi to sell Uncle Feng a thin noodle. My father is very much looking forward to your being able to attend his birthday party."

Feng Zhenjie opened his mouth politely, sailing carefully, this has been his mission for many years.

Jian Junxi picked up the tea and took a sip, there were ripples between Qingshi's brows and eyes, with an unfathomable smile, his calm appearance gave off a strong sense of oppression.

The answer was irrelevant to the question: "Uncle Feng, this tea is not bad, you can try it..."

Feng Zhenjie's face froze, a cold light flashed across his eyes, but he still endured it, and said with a light smile, "Okay..."

(End of this chapter)