Chapter 114 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

The two of them walked out of the Mu residence. Since the car was in the garage in the backyard, Ling Zhensheng did not want to go back to the car anymore. He planned to take a taxi back.

Just as they walked out of the gate, Ling Jue noticed the people waiting on the bridge.

He was smoking, standing on the bridge and looking into the distance.

Ling Zhensheng saw Feng Yulin and was stunned for a moment. He quickly walked over and said, “President Feng…”

He had never spoken to him before. Firstly, he did not care about him at all. Secondly, he had nothing to say to him because of his ident.i.ty.

Feng Yulin looked at Feng Yulin and raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the spark in his hand and said, “The governor wouldn’t mind me smoking here, would he?”

“Lord Jue, he’s actually waiting for you. Also, smoking is not cool at all. Lord Jue, don’t learn from him.” Tang Yuan squatted on Ling Jue’s shoulder and looked at Feng Yulin with disdain.

You’re an *****. Don’t you know that smoking in front of a child and acting cool will affect a child’s spiritual growth?!

As if she knew what Tang Yuan was thinking, Ling Jue threw Tang Yuan into her pocket and stood aside to look at the two people.

Ling Zhensheng’s expression froze when he heard Feng Yulin’s words. He laughed dryly, “No, I just wanted to say h.e.l.lo to you.”

Ling Zhensheng’s impression of Feng Yulin was still the first time he met the president.

At that time, Feng Yulin was only twenty years old. He was already a very powerful existence. Even the president smiled at him.

In their political world, Feng Yulin was a terrifying existence.

He had a multinational company and was also the president of the Chamber of Commerce in Yunhai province. He was a complete mystery.

Besides, the Feng family behind him was also a terrifying existence.

It could be said that the Feng family was the one who made Feng Yulin successful in the past. Now, Feng Yulin was the one who supported the entire Feng family.

He could not imagine how this twenty-two-year-old young man did it.

Feng Yulin ignored him and looked at Ling Jue behind him. The corner of his lips curled up. He threw his cigarette b.u.t.t on the ground and walked toward him.

Ling Jue looked calm. She put her hands in her pockets and glanced at him.