Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian was a little taken aback.

Yan Sheng looked at the girl in a daze, and couldn't help but raised his hand to rub the girl's head again.

He casually asked: "Does Guaiqian have class in the afternoon?"

Feng Qian shook his head.

"There is no class this afternoon."

Mr. President curled his lips slightly, and said in a pleasant voice, "Then... let's go home first."

Feng Qian blinked her eyes, and said cutely, "Yes."

When Mr. President took the girl out of the box again, the bodyguards guarding the door also followed up.

However, this time they have experience.

They stopped when they saw Mr. President enter the elevator.

After the experience of being blocked outside the elevator just now, no matter whether Mr. President did it on purpose or not, they didn't dare to rush in together.

…

The car drove smoothly on the road.

The wind is shallow and not sleepy, just bored looking at the scenery outside the window.

The Mr. President next to him has a laptop on his long legs, and he is wearing a Bluetooth headset and having a video conference at the moment.

The previously delayed high-level meeting was temporarily changed to a video conference by Mr. President.

Although the high-level people who participated in the meeting were puzzled, they did not question the president's decision at all.

The opponent's ability is obvious to all.

Changing to a video conference naturally has Mr. President's own plan.

In short, there is nothing to lose.

Feng Qian's eyes occasionally fell on the person next to him.

When Mr. President became serious, his demeanor was serious and cold.

There was no emotion in the amber eyes.

He lowered his head slightly.

Viewed from the side, one could clearly see the other party's long eyelashes hanging down like butterfly wings.

Feng Qian looked at the fragments, then looked away.

After walking for about half an hour, Feng Qian looked at the unfamiliar scenery on both sides with some doubts.

It seems... not the way back to the original owner's house.

Feng Qian blinked innocently, then turned his head to glance at Mr. President next to him.

The other party is still in a meeting.

Feng Qian had no choice but to look away and sit obediently.

I was a little puzzled in my heart.

Didn't you mean to send her home?

Well.

never mind.

Feng Qian didn't think about it anymore.

After another ten minutes or so, the video conference with Mr. President ended.

Yan Sheng installed the notebook, and when he looked back, he saw the little girl staring at him.

half an hour.

The girl asked slowly: "Didn't you... take me home?"

Yan Sheng stared at the girl with somewhat deep amber eyes.

He said calmly, "Well, take Guaiqian home."

At the end, he added: "Go back to my brother's house."

Feng Qian: "?"

"Huh? Go to brother's house?"

The girl looked dazed, her beautiful eyes widened slightly.

Yan Sheng was in a great mood.

Mr. President narrowed his eyes.

Calmly explained: "Uncle Feng and Aunt Feng are going abroad to attend a meeting, and Kuaiqian is at home alone, I don't feel at ease."

Feng lightly blinked his eyes.

Why doesn't she know?

The girl took out her phone and looked at it, but because she accidentally turned it to silent, she didn't hear the ringtone.

Got a few missed calls on the phone.

Go in lightly.

It belonged to the original owner's father.

The girl lowered her eyes and glanced at Yan Sheng again.

Then, he called Father Feng back.

Shut down.

Feng Qian paused, then made another call to Butler Yi.

This time it was connected.

On the phone, Steward Yi explained the situation to Feng Qian.

Feng Yu temporarily received a notice to go abroad to represent country Z to attend an international conference.

Mu Qing went with Feng Yu.

By the way, the two also played there.

Feng Yu's phone didn't get through.

Obviously, it should be on the plane.