Chapter 19 Bloodthirsty President 19
Lan Yao blinked his black and white eyes, which were full of strangeness.

Leng Yihan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he sensed that there was something wrong with Lan Yao's eyes.

He coughed lightly, realizing that his question was a bit too... stupid.

A rare sense of shame welled up in his heart, Leng Yihan was about to change the topic, but when he met a handsome young man, he asked gossipingly, "Do you like him?"

"Crackling" there was a loud bang.

It seemed that lightning and thunder had hit his brain.

Leng Yihan's expression twisted: "What did you just... say?"

His complexion is really too ugly, his eyes are dangerous, and his words have a feeling of gnashing his teeth.

Lan Yao shrank his neck, thinking that his appearance was a bit scary.He muttered: "If you don't like it, don't you like it? Why do you have such a big reaction?"

Leng Yihan's good-tempered patience will be wiped out.

What do you mean if you don't like it or don't like it?
Is this what he should have said?

The sudden words that came to his mind made Leng Yihan freeze in place.

The mind that has been hidden in the hazy mist is clearly visible at this moment.

Lan Yao quietly rolled his eyes, and continued to work on the questions.

I still don't forget to mutter in my heart:

Leng Yihan is really as 229 said, with a mysterious and unpredictable personality.

Just now he was so angry that he wanted to eat him alive, but now he is standing there by himself, not knowing what to think...

Tsk, he had never seen such a fickle person.

Changing faster than a mathematical equation—

Throughout the whole day, Leng Yihan seemed unusually silent, not knowing what he was thinking alone.

If you observe him carefully, you can find that out of ten eyes in his eyes, nine are on Lan Yao, and one is full of doubts about himself.

Weekends always go by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, Sunday is here.

Li Gang tugged at his clothes and stood nervously at the door.

He changed into new clothes—a black business suit.

The buttons on the chest were tightly stretched, showing the presence of the arm muscles, and the buttons could be broken if one was not careful.

Feeling inexplicably uneasy, Li Gang raised his hand and knocked on the door.

It is now ten o'clock in the morning.

Lan Yao, who was frantically answering questions until he was very hungry, was happily eating the takeout ordered by someone.

There was a knock on the door, and Leng Yihan opened it consciously.

Looking at the subordinate whose muscles were more obvious because of the change of clothes, Leng Yihan's gloomy mood became even worse, and with a movement of his hand, he was about to close the door again.

Lan Yao hooked his head curiously, and asked, "Is it that person from yesterday?"

Li Gang raised his head in response and smiled shyly.

The bronzed cheeks were stained a little blush because of embarrassment.

Lan Yao's pretty cat eyes widened slightly, looking at his slightly bulging muscles.

The envy in his eyes was beyond words.

Leng Yihan's eyes were so gloomy that water could drip out.

He said coldly, "what are you doing here?"

Li Gang was a little dazed, and turned his head, only to find the cold eyes of his president.

His legs were trembling, and his words were a little awkward: "President, President, I'm here to find you..."

The two obviously have serious things to discuss, and Lan Yao is not interested in snooping on other people's private affairs.

He finished his meal in a hurry, licked his lips, narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and continued to work on the questions.

There was some rapid movement behind him, which made Leng Yihan feel a little relieved.

It seemed that his child didn't care much about Li Gang.

(End of this chapter)

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