President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Shi Rongyue was scared at the moment, so she tried her best to speak softly, but her eyes didn't dare to look at Leng Qing, she just felt that her breathing became cautious.

The next moment, Leng Qing came to him, bent down, pinched her waist with both hands, lifted her up and pressed her on the table.

Shi Rongyue was so frightened that she even forgot to scream.

"do not Cry."

Suddenly, just when Shi Rongyue thought that Leng Yan would scold her, he suddenly lowered his voice and said three words.

Shi Rongyue bit her lip, not knowing what to do.

"I didn't expect you to be quite jealous! You are so young, how can you make so many twists and turns. You will follow me in the future, and the time will be long. You will see my sincerity, so you don't have to try it in such a hurry."

After saying that, Leng Yan took out a pure gold business card from his pocket and stuffed it into Shi Rongyue's hand.

"Feng Yin doesn't even know this phone number. It's my exclusive private number. It's on 24 hours a day, but don't call in the middle of the night. You don't sleep well and you have dark circles under your eyes. Do you want me to return the product in the future? What's the matter?" You can find me right away by phone."

Leng Qing is obviously synonymous with scum, but in Shi Rongyue's view, this is the unique charm that makes her unable to extricate herself.

What she saw was that she had an exclusive number that Feng Yin never had.

As everyone knows, this is just Leng Qing's strategy against her.

Leng Qing knew very well that a woman like Li Yan sold her body for money at first, and she had a deep sense of inferiority in her heart. Even if she had thoughts of flying to the branches, she always just thought about it, and if she had enough money, she would be able to feel at ease working hard.

And Shi Rongyue has never been short of anything since she was a child, so limited-edition bags and jewellery, of course, can't handle it. Giving her a so-called exclusive number can soothe her uneasiness in her heart, and at the same time keep her hanging.

Leng Qing walked on that dark road for several years back then, these women have seen a lot, and they are well versed in it.

Shi Rongyue held the pure gold business card and put away her tears, but she was not willing to let Leng Qing go.

"You stay with me for a while."

"Be good, I have a project to follow up in the afternoon, if you need anything, send me a WeChat message."

"Can't you make a phone call?"

"Unless you open a video for me, I want to see you without clothes, then I can take it."

"Leng Yan, you are good or bad."

Shi Rongyue was once again blushed by Leng Qing.

Like her, she is in her early 20s and hasn't formally dated her boyfriend yet. When she comes up, she encounters a master like Leng Qing, so she has no strength to resist.

And Leng Qing understands that when dealing with a prudish and well-informed woman like Shi Rongyue, she has to behave like an appropriate looser, making her fascinated and unable to extricate herself.

After Leng Yan left, Shi Rongyue was still sitting there, picked up the cup that Leng Yan had only taken a sip of coffee from, and her lips lightly touched the place on the rim of the cup where Leng Yan had just touched. Is this... an indirect kiss?

Shi Rongyue felt that she was really crazy.

Not crazy but also a fever.

Otherwise, why are the cheeks so hot?

……

Leaving Shi's house, Leng Qing called Feng Yin before getting into the car.

"I've found out what happened just now. It was a prank. That woman was the one who wanted to marry the Leng family a few years ago. I rejected her at the time, so she was a bit stubborn. I didn't know where I got your phone and took advantage of me. He secretly took a picture of me when we were talking, he is a lunatic, don't bother."

Leng Yan's explanation in this way makes sense.

Feng Yin nodded, "You are very popular, she will know when you come back, and she doesn't even care if you change your appearance."

"Well, who doesn't have many fans yet?"

Feng Yin: "..."