The daughter of a thief: the CEO's darling

An Qian expressed that she was not used to Yi Leng Feiye's sudden tenderness.

"No one is robbing you." Leng Feiye smiled dotingly.

It's fantasy, it's fantasy, it's completely fantasy, is this girl possessed by some monster?
An Qian swallowed her saliva: "Leng Feiye, can we be normal? If you're like this, I...I won't be able to eat."

Leng Feiye frowned slightly: "Will I make you uncomfortable?"

He had heard Leng Yichen say that women are made of water and should be gentle, but this didn't seem to suit An Qian.

An Qian is now [-]% sure that the man in front of her must have taken the wrong medicine and is seriously ill now.

"Cough, cough, I'm full." An Qian put down the tableware and continued to eat, for she was afraid that she might have indigestion.

Leng Feiye glanced at the half-moved food on An Qian's plate: "Do you only eat so little?"

An Qian: "..."

"Did I make you uncomfortable?" Leng Feiye asked again.

An Qian blew the hair on her forehead, slammed the table and stood up: "Leng Feiye, can we talk and eat properly? Be normal?"

Such a big movement alarmed other people, and they all looked over, not knowing what happened, but most of them thought that there was a quarrel between couples, and they didn't care that much.

Leng Feiye's deep eyes shot over coldly: "You mean that my behavior just now was abnormal."

An Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down again: "Is this right? Gentleness is not suitable for you, and your personality is not about gentleness. How much you are like this, how comfortable you are."

Leng Feiye: "..."

"Eat!" An Qian picked up the knife and fork again and began to eat.

"Yichen said that women are made of water, so you should be more gentle, but, in my opinion, you are made of mud and need to be trampled." Leng Feiye said in a serious manner, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

"Pfft!" All the food in An Qian's mouth sprayed on Leng Feiye's face.

"An Qian!" Leng Feiye almost squeezed out two words between his teeth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. Don't you know that you can't tell jokes during dinner?" An Qian said innocently, and she didn't forget to pass a tissue to Leng Feiye.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Leng Feiye got up and left.

"Made of mud? Do I look so womanless?" An Qian picked up the phone on the table and took a picture of herself.

"Qian?"

An Qian raised her head, just in time to meet Luo Xiaoyu's eyes, and beside her was a strange man who looked like a weak scholar.

"Xiao Yu, why are you here?" An Qian was also taken aback.

Luo Xiaoyu said shyly, "Today is Wen Xiang's birthday."

An Qian looked at Wen Xiang next to Luo Xiaoyu carefully. He looked ordinary, nothing special. He was quite tall, almost the same as Leng Feiye, 1.8 meters seven, wearing a pair of glasses. He looked very gentle, but An Qian's first impression of him was not very good.

"Wen Xiang, this is my best friend An Qian. I often mention it to you." Luo Xiaoyu introduced.

"Hello, I've known you for a long time, my name is Wen Xiang." Wen Xiang extended his hand politely.

An Qian glanced at Wen Xiang, and didn't intend to reach out, but for Luo Xiaoyu's sake, she stretched out her hand anyway, and wanted to do something to return the gift, but she clearly felt the strength of Wen Xiang's grip on her hand.

An Qian frowned slightly, and withdrew her hand vigorously, feeling very displeased.

"Qian, are you alone?" Luo Xiaoyu asked, but she didn't notice the small movements between An Qian and Wen Xiang.

"Yeah!" An Qian's face darkened: "No, with my fiance."

An Qian said this on purpose, and she also said it for Wen Xiang.

At this time, Wen Xiang's face didn't change in any way, he still looked weak, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"Is it Leng Feiye?" Luo Xiaoyu was a little surprised.

She thought that An Qian married Leng Feiye only because of a transactional marriage, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Could it be that Lan Yin was right, An Qian had already fallen in love with Leng Feiye?Otherwise, the fiancé calling just now was not so natural.

Leng Feiye, who came out of the bathroom, also just heard what An Qian said, and his mood improved a lot in an instant. He strode over and wrapped his arms around An Qian's waist naturally.

Seeing the intimate behavior of the two, Luo Xiaoyu was stunned, and was also happy for An Qian: "Mr. Leng, hello."

Leng Feiye nodded to Luo Xiaoyu: "Miss Luo used to know Qianqian."

In the business field, although there is no intersection, they are still familiar with each other, and Luoshi and Dashijie also have a cooperative relationship.

Luo Xiaoyu smiled: "Qian and I are classmates and very good friends."

Leng Feiye frowned: "Then she must be at the bottom of your class."

An Qian glanced at Leng Feiye, and said angrily, "Can you stop exposing me, I don't want to face you?"

"Okay, don't say it." Leng Feiye looked at An Qian with a doting face.

Seeing that the two are so in love, Luo Xiaoyu will also make Anqian happy: "Then we won't bother you."

Leng Feiye nodded, glanced at Wen Xiang, and said nothing.

"Xiaoyu!" An Qian called Luo Xiaoyu to stop, hesitating to speak.

Luo Xiaoyu smiled: "What's the matter?"

An Qian glanced at Wen Xiang next to Luo Xiaoyu, and shook her head: "It's nothing, I will ask you out for coffee when I have time, and I will call Lan Yin together."

"Okay!" Luo Xiaoyu took Wen Xiang's arm and left.

Looking at their backs, An Qian frowned even tighter.

"What's wrong?" Leng Feiye saw that something was wrong with An Qian.

"Don't you think there is something wrong with Wen Xiang?" An Qian said, feeling even more worried about Xiao Yu.

Leng Feiye followed An Qian's gaze and looked over: "It looks very gentle, but it is also very ambitious. Being with Luo Xiaoyu, the purpose is not so simple."

Leng Feiye's words were exactly what An Qian wanted to say, and this was also Wen Xiang's first impression of her.

"Okay, let's go, we have no right to interfere with other people's affairs." Leng Feiye didn't care about things that had nothing to do with him.

But An Qian didn't think so: "Why is it someone else's business? Xiao Yu is my best girlfriend. How can I not care about it? I can't just watch her jump into the fire pit."

Leng Feiye retorted: "Girlfriends also have things they can't control, especially emotional matters. Even if this man's purpose is not pure, but Luo Xiaoyu just likes you, what can you do? Do you think Luo Xiaoyu will give up this job because of your suspicions?" Feelings? She can fight against her father, and if she wants to be with this man, how much effect do you think your words can have on her? "

Leng Feiye's words poured cold water on An Qian's head: "Although what you said makes sense, even if my words don't work, I still have to remind Xiao Yu to take precautions."

"You don't know. When he shook hands with me just now, he deliberately used force. This man is a wolf in sheep's clothing." The more An Qian thought about it, the angrier she became. He looks like he doesn't look like, wants a figure but doesn't have a figure, wants money but doesn't have money, has nothing to do, and the most important thing is that he's a bitch, what is a man like that doing?

Leng Feiye narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was a bit cold: "What did you say, he just shook your hand?"

Forehead?
An Qian was startled: "What are you doing?"

Suddenly there is a bad feeling.

"Stomped his hand." Leng Feiye made a cold voice.

An Qian felt chills down her spine. What kind of madness did this man have? Just now he looked like he didn't care, but now he's about to chop off his hand again.

"Okay, let's go." An Qian didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

"Xiao Yu, that was the CEO of Great World just now, the youngest of the Leng family, Leng Feiye?" Wen Xiang asked excitedly.

"Yeah!" Luo Xiaoyu nodded, "He is Leng Feiye, the head of the Leng family, and the one next to him is his fiancée, An Qian, who is also my good friend."

Wen Xiang complained, "Then why didn't you introduce us just now? Do you think I've lost your identity?"

Luo Xiaoyu even explained: "That's not the case. Why would I feel ashamed of you? It's just that Mr. Leng has a weird temper and doesn't like to greet strangers. Besides, I don't know people very well, and I don't like to take risks." Introduce you to him."

"His fiancée is both your girlfriends, and they are not close yet. I think you just feel that my status is not worthy of you, and I feel ashamed for you to introduce me." Wen Xiang refused to let go.

Luo Xiaoyu frowned slightly, and didn't know how to explain it. She knew that Wen Xiang had always had low self-esteem, especially because of her status.

"Wen Xiang, don't be angry. Next time I have a chance, I'll introduce you to each other." Luo Xiaoyu said softly.

Only then did Wen Xiang look better, and he smiled: "Your best friend is pretty, no wonder she can become the young mistress of the Leng family."

Hearing someone praise her best friend, Luo Xiaoyu also showed a proud smile: "That is, when I was in school, An Qian was the most beautiful class in our school, and basically received love letters every day."

Recalling the days in school, Luo Xiaoyu showed a happy smile.

"You are beautiful too." Wen Xiang hugged Luo Xiaoyu's waist, looking at her affectionately.

Luo Xiaoyu lowered her head shyly.

"Xiao Yu, it's my birthday today, so you can stay with me, okay?" Wen Xiang whispered in Luo Xiaoyu's ear.

Luo Xiaoyu blushed to the back of her ears. It's not that she didn't understand the meaning of Wen Xiang's words. Although she didn't want to leave his side, she said, "Wen Xiang, I'm sorry, my dad..."

Wen Xiang's face darkened, and he interrupted Luo Xiaoyu: "It's your dad again."

"Wen Xiang, don't be like this, he is my father after all." Luo Xiaoyu was also in a dilemma, caught between her father and her boyfriend, she really didn't know what to do.

"Xiao Yu, you have to believe that I love you." Wen Xiang took Luo Xiaoyu's hand and confessed his love seriously.

Luo Xiaoyu nodded: "I know, don't worry, I will try my best to convince my dad, he loves me the most, and he will definitely agree."

"Then Xiaoyu, don't go back tonight, okay? Don't you have the heart to leave me alone on my birthday?" Wen Xiang looked at Luo Xiaoyu beggingly.

The soft-hearted Luo Xiaoyu, in the midst of hesitation and struggle, finally chose to compromise.

"Okay, I'll stay with you."

"Xiao Yu, I knew you were the one who loves me the most in this world." Wen Xiang achieved his goal, and happily hugged Luo Xiaoyu into his arms.