Feng Jianyu frowned hearing Feng Junjie's anxious voice. Junjie is the type of person who only gets restless when it comes to his family and especially his elder brother… Other than them, even if the entire world is on the verge of collapsing, he would not bother to let a line of wrinkle appear on his forehead.
Feng Jianyu's chopstick that was picking more food for Xiu Mei stopped in mid-air. His heart thumped at the feeling of premonition. "What's wrong?" Masking his emotions from Xiu Mei, he asked.
Feng Junjie: "Brother, you better see it with your own eyes… I've already sent the chopper to pick you up" he gave an ambiguous reply.
Feng Jianyu hates the feeling of being kept in suspense so he excused himself from the table and went outside to talk to his brother.
"Tell me clearly, what happened?" He asked coldly.
