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

After Feng Yin finished speaking, he deliberately pulled Leng Yan's sleeves, with an innocent and simple expression.

Leng Yan's heart was instantly wrapped in softness. If she had thrown the phone in her face before, but now surrounded by her tenderness, all that was left was a compromise. She immediately lay down beside her and began to read seriously.

"Nicholas Zhao Si never dreamed that one day he would fall in love with Ouyang Tieniu, the king of the underworld. He is sorry for Britney Niu Cuihua, but he can't control himself."

laugh!
Feng Yin hugged the quilt, laughing like a convulsion.

She just glanced at the introduction just now and knew it was a spoof novel, thanks to Lengyan who read it so seriously.

Leng Yan couldn't read any more, her face was pale and uncertain, let alone the strange name, how could this be the story of the first male and the second male?

"Hahaha!"

Feng Yin swears, this is the happiest moment since his rebirth, bar none.

Feng Yin smiled and wiped away tears.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Leng, I cried again...but I really don't feel sad...hahaha..."

Leng Yan: "..."

"Did you originally want to scare me, but you didn't succeed, and even dug a hole to bury yourself?" Feng Yin had already seen through Leng Yan's thoughts, but he couldn't believe that Leng Yan could be so naive at times.

"Are you still in the mood to laugh at me?" Leng Yan lowered his face, pointing to the date on the phone.

Feng Yin's bright smile froze instantly.

"Today...it's Monday?! K! My game!!" Feng Yin jumped off the bed, and the last cry was obviously crying.

She was given medicine by Leng Qing for two days before, her memory hadn't fully recovered, and she didn't react when she woke up.

Seeing her barefoot walking back and forth on the ground, Leng Yan ordered solemnly, "Put on your shoes!"

"Leng Yan, didn't you ask me for leave?" Feng Yin didn't listen, his anxious face turned pale.

Master Leng shook his head.

"You..." Feng Yin squatted on the ground slowly, she knew that she had no chance.If you do not participate in the Monday program recording without reason, you will definitely be disqualified from the competition.

She worked very hard to pass two tests, and after two more weeks, she will be in the final.

Now, there is nothing left.

"You care about the game?" There was another sentence behind, but Leng Yan didn't ask.

Do you care more about a broken game than me?

Feng Yin squatted there, hugging his knees with his hands, his cheeks drooping, and he nodded lightly.

"Feng Ling stole twelve of my works. If I was at the competition site, she would still be afraid of colliding with me with the same design draft, but if I am not here, she will use my draft without any scruples!"

Her voice was very soft, but Leng Yan's heart was torn fiercely. Is this a distressing feeling?He's not sure.

"If I can let you continue to compete, how will you repay me?" Leng Yan got up and walked in front of her, pulled her up from the ground, saw her eye circles were red, and his nose felt sore.

Feng Yin smiled wryly, "It was your younger brother who prevented me from participating in the competition. Shouldn't I settle accounts with your Leng family? Why do you want me to repay you?"

Feng Yin was wronged, but he would not cry in front of Leng Yan.

After experiencing blood and tears in the previous life, she had expected that revenge would not be so smooth, but she always believed that the final victory must be in her hands.

Leng Yan glared at her angrily, "The director team called you when you fell asleep. Because of the venue problem, the recording of this week's game will start on Thursday, and you still have two days to prepare."

After the words fell, Feng Yin didn't seem to hear clearly, and grabbed Leng Yan's arm to confirm again, "Thursday?"

"Ah."

Leng Yan turned on the phone to show her the notification.