The dining table was filled with delicious and exquisite food. An Lan sat in Feng Yu's lower head with his eyes slightly lower down. The maid held a three-minute cooked steak in front of her. The bloody steak emitted a strange smell, and her face turned pale.

"Eat." Feng Yu's cold voice floated over from the side.

An Lan didn't move, looked up at Feng Yu and asked, "Where is Zuo Jing? Where did you take her? You want to get angry and take revenge to come to me, she is innocent..."

Feng Yu didn't raise his head, and elegantly forked a piece of steak and chewed it in his mouth, ignoring An Lan's words.

An Lan stood up, glared at him and gritted her teeth and said, "Feng Yu, I'll ask you where Zuo Jing is? The matter between us has nothing to do with others, you let her go!"

Feng Yu finished the steak slowly, picked up the red wine and took a sip, looked at her indifferently, and said, "I've eaten."

"I won't eat it!" An Lan clenched her back teeth, her empty stomach made her feel uncomfortable, and she felt dizzy in front of her, but she had no appetite. Especially when she saw the bloody steak, she just wanted to vomit when she smelled the smell.

After hearing this, Feng Yu smiled instead of angry, but An Lan's face turned even more ugly when she saw the smile on his face.

Satan's smile comes more terrifying than the devil's rage.

"Okay." When An Lan was creepy, Feng Yu spit out a word lightly, picked up his cell phone and dialed the phone, and said coldly: "Kill her..."

Before he finished speaking, An Lan suddenly rushed over and grabbed his hand, and said angrily: "No... Feng Yu, are you crazy?"

Feng Yu had a sneer on his face, and he held her chin with one hand. His black eyes flashed with a cold look, and he said in a deep voice: "Immediately!"

"No, don't...Feng Yu, don't hurt Zuo Jing. I promise you whatever you want, don't..."

An Lan held his hand tightly and begged in panic. She never thought Feng Yu would tell jokes.

Especially now, she was afraid that she would hear her best friend's screams from the phone in the next second.

Feng Yu looked at her coldly without saying anything. An Lan knelt on the ground with a thud, grabbed his trouser legs and said, "Feng Yu, I beg you! Please don't hurt Zuo Jing, she is innocent! Is it okay to let her go? I promise you whatever you say, I will eat..."

An Lan said, and panickedly grabbed the steak next to him and stuffed it into his mouth. The pungent smell of blood instantly filled his mouth and nose.

The unique smell of raw meat made An Lan unable to help but vomit, and he lay down on the side and kept retching.

Feng Yu leaned on the chair, looking at her embarrassed look with a glimmer of interest in her eyes, and even a smile on the corners of her lips.

"It's not delicious, or don't like it?" he asked, his voice very cold.

"No, no..." An Lan retching a few times, shook her head after hearing the sound, turned her head to look at him, holding the steak in her hand.

"I specifically told the kitchen to make it for you and finish it."

An Lan looked at the steak and had goose bumps uncontrollably. She suppressed her nausea and said, "Can you let Zuo Jing be put after I finish eating?"

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?" He sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"I......"

"If you want her to survive, I will eat it for me."

An Lan looked at Feng Yu with a complicated expression, closed her eyes and picked up the steak and stuffed it into her mouth.

The smell of blood and mutton came to his nose again. An Lan retching for a moment, and his hand holding his chin immediately increased the strength.

"Open your eyes and look at me and eat happily."

An Lan had no choice but to kneel on the ground and open his eyes to look at him, slowly biting the steak bite by bit.

Her heart hurts, her stomach hurts, and even every cell in her body is resisting.

But she still smiled and ate slowly. She saw the smile on Feng Yu's face.
Chapter completed!