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

In Lu Liya's view, Feng Yin is just a plaything of the Leng family, and it doesn't matter if the Leng family lacks her!Feng Yin dared to plot against her, so she, Lu Liya, let her disappear from now on.

"Mommy, there's still the 5000 million." Feng Ling was always thinking about the fund in Feng Yin's hand.

"That little slut didn't deal with those funds so quickly. As long as we get rid of her before and create the illusion of an accident, the money is still ours! People nowadays are very forgetful, and no one will run around for a wind Let me tell you, as long as the accident is real enough!"

There was a murderous look in Lu Liya's eyes.

This is not the first time she has killed someone!

……

At night, the bleakness of the Xishan Courtyard remained undiminished, and everything was as usual.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Feng Yin turned off the lights.

Five minutes later, a figure flashed in the darkness, wearing long clothes and trousers, with a black mask on his face, wrapped in an airtight package.

A big cold hand lifted the quilt, and the other hand touched Feng Yin's cheek without hesitation.

"Little cousin, do you miss me?"

"you wanna die?!"

Feng Yin let out a low cry, turned around and dragged him to the inside of the bed.

"Hey, hey, can't you be gentle when someone is kind enough to send you information and a new mobile phone?" The voice of the other party was deliberately lowered.

"They're all women! Gentle ass."

"I haven't seen you for a year, and you've become more and more rude."

The man in black lay on the bed, sighing sincerely.

"I can get to know you without being rude? Is there a new mission? I want to do missions to make money." Feng Yin cut to the point.

"Hey, you don't listen to your son Heng Guoguo, are you going to draw a line with the elite bureau?"

"Hua Maohua! I will mention Song Ziheng and Miao Wanwan to me in the future! The first thing I did after I made money was to find ten men to turn Song Ziheng! Let him die without a chrysanthemum!"

Xiaoxing: "..." This idiom adaptation ability is perfect!

"I will tell you the specific situation later. Now I have to find a way to gain the trust of Leng Yan in a short time, and then you can arrange a meeting with Bureau Qin for me at the Elite Bureau. I was ignorant before, and I will do things in the future There must be a beginning and an end."

Fengyin's attitude is sincere, and Xiaoxing also hopes that she can really see Song Ziheng and Miao Wanwan clearly.

"Sigh. Director Qin was indeed very angry when you disappeared and went on a date with Song Ziheng when you didn't accept the mission, but now it's been a year, and the anger has almost disappeared. Otherwise, he would not have applied to see you this time." I will agree. As for doing tasks... your original level has long been downgraded, and you can only accept tasks from the first level. It is a bit overkill for you, but who told you..."

"Who told me to do wrong things before! I will admit my mistakes! I am not afraid to start again, I am afraid that there will be no chance!"

The profound meaning of these words is only understood by herself.

Do it all over again, she won't make the same mistake again.

"It's good if you are willing to start from scratch. This is the mobile phone for the mission. I will leave it for you. Keep it hidden and don't let Leng Yan find it."

"Ah."

After Xiaoxing left, Feng Yin turned on the phone and logged in to the WeChat account for doing tasks. The familiar name came over him.

She Feng Yin, really came back!
……

Feng Yin hasn't seen Leng Yan for several days since the incident with the mobile phone last time.

It is true that Leng Yan is a busy man, but for Feng Yin who wants to gain his trust, if he does not see Leng Yan, he will have no chance to implement the next plan.

She also needs to leave the Xishan courtyard to accept the task, so Leng Yan must act as soon as possible.

Feng Yin was looking for an opportunity when Miao Wanwan called.

"Feng Yin, you finally turned on the phone, you're worried to death. Are you okay?" Miao Wanwan's voice was greasy and hypocritical, Feng Yin smiled, why couldn't she see through her last life?