Yun Sang didn't answer the question instead, and threw the question to Feng Ting again.
While chatting and laughing, she was still wanton and arrogant, but Yun Sang's beautiful and slender fingers secretly gathered some strength.
With a soft voice, it slowly overflowed between the lips and teeth of the man opposite, Feng Ting took a sip of his tea, thinking of something, his smile deepened.
Against the Yun family
This may seem like a question, but it is undeniable that there is a sense of threat in it.
As the president of country Z, he was threatened by Lu Mian before, and now he is threatened by Yun Sang.
The brothers and sisters of the Yun family really did something that hundreds of millions of people would not dare to do.
But, there are some things that even Feng Ting himself can't explain.
He, the president whom the world fears, has unlimited tolerance for the Yun family alone.
Feng Ting was not angry, but took another sip of tea slowly, and said softly, "No."
The strength between Yun Sang's fingers, relax.
Except by accident.
"It's not like the style of the presidential palace."
"The presidential palace does not represent me." Feng Ting tilted his head, "Lu Mian is a rare genius, normal people would not conflict with her. I am very happy, she is a just and kind person, and silently He did a lot of things that no one else could."
Feng Ting said casually.
Yun Sang couldn't tell how sincere these words were.
But Yun Sang heard another meaning.
He stared at Feng Ting more vigilantly than before, this time even his aura was released.
"Feng Ting."
He called each other by their first names without hesitation.
"Tell me the truth, have you taken a fancy to my sister? I warn you, my parents don't like you people who play tricks, they won't agree! More importantly..."
Yun Sang narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice to warn Feng Ting.
Feng Ting paused for a moment, before Yun Sang could finish speaking, his brows furrowed into pimples.
He asked very incomprehensibly.
"Your parents hate me?" The deep and introverted man finally had some fluctuations in his steady voice.
This question was abrupt, but not abrupt.
To Yun Sang, this question seemed natural.
"Of course! My parents can't let you be a son-in-law. I didn't finish what I said just now. What I said is more important - Xiao Qimo and I grew up together. I know how much he weighs. I will hand over my sister to him with confidence because of this kind of relationship. As for the others, hands-free!"
Yun Sang usually belongs to the plastic, but when it comes to big things, he still looks to his brother Xiao Qimo.
Feng Ting waved his hands, rubbing his swollen temples with his long fingers.
"These are not important."
He didn't want to hear about the relationship between Yun Sang and Xiao Qimo, nor about the relationship between Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo.
"It doesn't matter? Then you, the president of a country, can't count on my sister for those interests! What's the matter, the president wants to be a mistress?"
"..." Feng Ting raised his head, and stared at Yun Sang with deep eyes, his calm eyes were like a stone dropped from an ancient well, causing ripples.
His temple hurt more and more.
"Shut up for me." Feng Ting spit out these words slowly.
Yun Sang:? ?
Advise you not to be a mistress, and tell me to shut up instead
"Feng Ting, let me tell you, stay away from my sister! No matter how good my sister is, I can't let her become a victim of your interests! Even if you take action against the Yun family, the Yun family will not sell their daughter!"