Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing! - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: His Order

She didn’t want to go to the hotel!

Luo Yangyang panicked and looked at Feng Sheng, and Feng Sheng also coincidentally looked over. Facing his cold face, Luo Yangyang quickly lowered her head.

No matter how many protests she has, one glance from him would force her to swallow them down.

Only when the car started driving away did Youyou return to her senses. She slammed the table and ranted at the disappearing car, “Luo Yangyang, you bastard! You haven’t paid the bill yet!”

The car silently traveled farther away, leaving behind exhaust fumes. Sadly, Youyou’s angry scream did not travel to Luo Yangyang’s ears.

In the car, Feng Sheng’s cold attitude was terrifying. Add on the little amount of space available caused Luo Yangyang to be rock solid as she sat next to him, not daring to move a single muscle.

Didn’t he say that doesn’t want to see her?

How did she offend him? Why did he randomly pull her into the car?

Even though she had many questions, under Feng Sheng’s cold demeanor, Luo Yangyang didn’t have the courage to ask.

In the awkward silence, Feng Sheng suddenly took out a box of chewing gum and poured some onto his hand. Luo Yangyang suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, out of the corner of her eye, Feng Sheng suddenly grabbed her chin and stuffed a piece into her mouth.

“You… I don’t… Un!”

Feng Sheng’s hand was too big, and Luo Yangyang’s attempt to evade failed. As a result, her mouth was forcefully stuffed with gum.

Looking at Luo Yangyang with her mouth chock full of chewing gum, Feng Sheng imperially commanded, “In the future, you are not allowed to eat that junk!”

“…” Luo Yangyang wanted to say ‘what I eat has nothing to do with you!’ but had too much gum in her mouth, only letting out incomprehensible grumbles. Faced with Feng Sheng’s chilling eyes, her neck shrank back and immediately didn’t dare to resist.

“Did you hear me?” At her delayed response, Feng Sheng’s voice dropped a few pitches lower.

“En.” Luo Yangyang whispered and continuously nodded her head, scared that Feng Sheng will go mad again if she didn’t respond.

As a result, her emotions were complicated. The most complicated they had ever been in her 19 years of life.

Originally, if Feng Sheng didn’t want to meet her, then he wouldn’t. After all, she lived in the school dorms and not in her stepfather’s house. The two wouldn’t have met much so it wouldn’t have been that bad in the end.

But after yesterday night, she could no longer forget about him.

She was keen to avoid him and he should feel the same. So why did he still drag her into his car?

“What do you mean by nodding?” Feng Sheng coldly asked: nodding was not agreement in his opinion.

Luo Yangyang glanced at Feng Sheng but quickly retracted it. She forced out the words from her gum-filled mouth, “I heard you.”

Is this question really that important?!

Even if skewers are junk food, whether she eats them or not doesn’t involve him!

“And then?” She apparently heard his question but didn’t actually listen to it.

After struggling for some time in her heart, Luo Yangyang obediently said, “I won’t eat skewers in the future.”

The mighty won’t mind a bit of a loss! She didn’t know why Feng Sheng was so insistent on this issue, but it’s not like he could keep watch over her 24-7. Even if she does eat skewers in the future, he wouldn’t necessarily know.

In the slightly calmer atmosphere, a phone suddenly rang. Luo Yangyang had just checked to see that it was Youyou calling when Feng Sheng confiscated it.

Feng Sheng declined the call and shut down the phone, casually throwing the phone onto the seat.

“You!” Feng Sheng’s series of dictatorial actions finally caused Luo Yangyang to fly into a rage, “Feng Sheng, what the heck do you want?!”