Quick Transmigration System: Pounce on Male Gods Which Family’s Stronger

She turned her head to look at the man with her lips pursed and driving seriously.

Night turned his face even more handsome.

"Where are we going?" Feng Qingge panicked in his heart, and various bad feelings appeared in his head.

"Go home!" Bai Ze looked ahead, not paying attention to her face at all.

Feng Qingge's heart twitched, and she didn't know whether it was her illusion. She always felt Bai Ze's words implied.

However, before reaching her destination, she naturally dared not speculate.

If the speculation is really wrong, then the most embarrassing person will be herself.

When she came to the tall building with him, she looked at Bai Ze in amazement.

This is not the place where Bai Ze was exposed by the media before he got the film emperor?

How did he bring her here?

Is the home that Bai Ze said before is his home?

Feng Qingge was shocked by the conjecture in her heart.

However, when I thought about it immediately, I still felt impossible.

How could Bai Ze bring her here?

Completely impossible, okay!

Feng Qingge took a deep breath and tried to suppress the idea of ​​flying in his heart.

It is important to know that if you want to buy a house in this building, it is not necessary to have money. The most important thing is to have power.

In addition, the security measures of this building are very good. Without the invitation of the owner, there is no way for ordinary people to come in.

"Is this where I am going to live, is this?"

Feng Qingge followed him down from the car, still uncertain.

She frowned slightly, her eyes full of worry.

"Don't you like it?" Bai Ze put his face together.

The faces of the two were very close, and she could clearly smell the faint fragrance on him.

It was not composed of chemical substances, but was emitted from his body.

"Like is like, but I think..."

Before she finished speaking, Bai Ze put her hand on her shoulder and said seriously: "Ms. Feng Qingge, you are about to be... our first sister of Yongcheng Brokerage Co., Ltd. If you throw it in a place, it seems that our company is too impersonal."

"but……"

Bai Ze grabbed her wrist and did not avoid suspicion and took her inside.

"..."

Feng Qingge pursed his lips. He wanted to say a lot, but he didn't say it.

Seeing her obedient look, Bai Ze began to explain: "Actually let you live here, I arranged... because I don't want that kind of thing happening."

Feng Qingge's eyes widened on the side, that kind of thing... what is it?

Although she is not very clear now, Feng Qingge still vaguely perceives his concern for her, but feels a little sweet in her heart.

"..." Feng Qingge glanced at him murmurly.

Bai Ze's faint Coke, said in a serious way: "I am a shareholder of Yong Orange Brokerage. If I have problems with the leading artists under my banner, it will be me who will lose money, do you know?

Seeing Feng Qingge's unbelievable look, he reached out and squeezed her face, and once again a serious expression: "Do you think I will deceive you?"

"No." Feng Baige believed half of Bai Ze's words just now. She raised her eyebrows and watched only one bright key on the elevator keyboard. She said, "Well, I'll wait Is right across from your house?"

Bai Ze was stunned and looked at her in disbelief...