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

Leng Yan turned her head and glanced at Song Ziheng, "Did you hear that?"

Song Ziheng: "..." Hear what?
Leng Yan and Feng Yin said at the same time: "Let you go."

This is the first time Song Ziheng has suffered such a great humiliation in his life, being scolded by Feng Yin, who he once looked down upon and was only worthy of being used by him!

Song Ziheng rolled away dejectedly. Before leaving, he looked at Feng Yin out of the corner of his eye, with a rage that wanted to rip her off.

Feng Yin looked calm and breezy.

Does Song Ziheng feel that today is difficult?Heh... this is just the beginning... there will be a lot of trouble in the future.

Feng Yin came back to his senses, looked at Leng Yan falling from the sky, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The main reason was that he was not sure what he thought of his meeting with Song Ziheng.

"I didn't expect to have a tacit understanding with you just now." Leng Yan said, with this tone, this attitude, Feng Yin hurriedly seemed to see a fake him.

"Don't you misunderstand me? You have also seen that my attitude towards Song Ziheng just now is just to the end! There is absolutely no nostalgia!"

Feng Yin wisely showed his loyalty first.

Leng Yan's eyes flickered, looking cold and ruthless.

"All right. For the sake of your good attitude, wait for me after dinner, and I will take you back."

Feng Yin: "..." What is this?reward?Are you sure it's not a disguised punishment?

Second Olympic!Face!Who wants you to give it?
Feng Yin has already greeted Leng Yan with all the curse words in his heart.

After Leng Yan turned around, the curvature of her lips could no longer be hidden and stopped.

Not far away, Leng Yue poked his head out from the private room, and while Leng Yan didn't see him, he blinked at Feng Yin quickly.

It seems to be reminding her that my elder brother is here, so you should be careful.

Feng Yin gave him a hard look.

If he had waited for his reminder, she would have been abused to scum!

Before, there was still a little gratitude for Leng Yue who helped him take the blame for his mobile phone, but at this moment, it disappeared.

Leng Yue rolled his eyes: "..."

……

After Fengyin and Lijun finished their meal, because they had to wait for Leng Yan, they first took a taxi at the door to take Lijun back.

Just as he was about to send Lijun into the car, a menacing group of people approached not far away.

The leader is Miao Qingqing.

Behind Miao Qingqing were seven or eight young men who were dressed as social boys, and their black suits were bulging, obviously hiding something.

They are not stupid, they deliberately choose Lijun to get in the car before rushing over. If Lijun is here, they will definitely jump up excitedly when they see so many people making appointments.

"Feng Yin! We are friends after all, and I want to talk to you alone about something, so come with me." Miao Qingqing stepped forward, saying that she was going for a trip, but in fact she was dragged into a corner to teach her a lesson.

Feng Yin retreated to avoid Miao Qingqing's hand.

"You don't have to drink a toast! I treat you as a friend, so I treat you first and then fight! If you don't know how to flatter, don't blame me for being rude!"

As Miao Qingqing said, with a wave of her arm, the seven or eight gangsters immediately surrounded Feng Yin.

In the dark, Miao Wanwan took out her mobile phone and excitedly recorded the video. Behind her, Song Ziheng looked at Feng Yin with complicated hatred in his eyes.

Feng Yin's temperament changed drastically, completely disrupting his plan!If something goes wrong with his plan, Feng Yin will not make it easier!

Let Miao Qingqing teach Feng Yin a lesson first, and he will come on stage later.

"Pull her away." Miao Qingqing yelled, and the next moment, she staggered suddenly and fell straight on Fengyin.

Feng Yin subconsciously pushed her...

It was just an ordinary blow, and Miao Qingqing's body suddenly fell backward heavily.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled bang, and Miao Qingqing turned her back to the ground, hitting the back of her head heavily on the side of the road.

"Qingqing!"

Seeing Miao Qingqing fell to the ground, Miao Wanwan threw the phone to Song Ziheng and rushed out quickly.

Where the back of Miao Qingqing's head touched the ground, a pool of dark red blood slowly disappeared.