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

On the day when Leng Yan and Feng Yin confessed their love to each other, Weibo exploded.

Under the same night palace, seeing Fengyin reaping happiness, Xiaoxing poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it, but it was pungent and exciting.

Leng Yue waited for Zheng Xiaochun to attend a celebrity party, Zheng Xiaochun was sweet and well-behaved, and did not lose anyone to Leng Yue, but she stood with Leng Yue, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that Leng Yue would not marry her.

Xiao Qi looked at Weibo and showed a silly smile.After being ridiculous, my mood was indescribably depressed.Who can guarantee that Leng Qing will never show up again?
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Chen Youran slammed the phone into pieces, while An Luo, her subordinate, stood aside, silent.

A few months ago, Miss Youran sent out killers, and also tried to use other means to deal with Feng Yin, but failed every time.

What can she do if she is not reconciled?
Leng Yan's strength lies there!Miss Youran doesn't even want to go back to the country now!Leng Yan said no, just no!
"Cold Flame! Cold Flame!"

"Did you hear my voice? Why do you only see Feng Yin in your eyes?"

"I am the one who can fight side by side with you! Leng Yan, I hate you! Feng Yin, you will die!"

Chen Youran has scolded and hated her before, but she still has to accept the fact of staying here.

She is disabled now, and can only sit in a wheelchair. Even if she goes back, it will be a matter of minutes for Leng Yan to catch her!

Why is God so unfair to her?
why? !

……

One month later

The largest private room at the InterContinental Hotel.

Leng Yan had just finished a foreign investment meeting, and Feng Yin accompanied him all day.

With the appearance of Leng Yan, those previous remarks about his accident were self-defeating.

Leng Yan's overall temperament is a bit warmer than before, no longer the cold and tough feeling before, but his warmth only appears when he tilts his head to look at Feng Yin.

When facing other people, his coldness remains the same.

At night, in the corridor outside the private room, two figures, one tall and one short, walked slowly.

"Mr. Du, I see that Leng Yan is still talking to you today. It seems that he doesn't suspect us anymore." Miao Wanwan, who was pretending to be Du Cheng's assistant, whispered.

Song Ziheng didn't let up in the slightest, "Leng Yan is a scheming man. He can take care of the huge Leng family. He is not an easy character to deal with. Be careful."

"I know that Leng Yan is a ruthless character, but the current Leng Yan is different from before. He only cares about kissing me with Feng Yin, and the Leng family is handed over to Leng Yue. He didn't say anything during today's meeting. Basically Xiao Zhaohuan is saying, I think Leng Yan is obsessed with female sex and doesn't want to make progress."

Miao Wanwan said self-righteously, Song Ziheng hesitated for a moment, but decided to continue to observe.

"Anyway, now is not the time to contact the headquarters, and Leng Yan will completely relax his vigilance later." They were sent by the dark net to assassinate Leng Yan, but they only have one chance.

"Mr. Du, when it's broken, it's broken. We still have to act quickly."

"I see, don't rush."

"Brother Ziheng, do you still remember Feng Yin?" Miao Wanwan couldn't help but speak, and Song Ziheng's expression darkened instantly.

"How many times have I told you to call me Mr. Du outside! Do you want me to die with you?"

Song Ziheng opened his mouth with a fierce look in his eyes, Miao Wanwan shrank her neck, her eyes were full of grievances.

She knew that she shouldn't mention Feng Yin, but she just felt that Song Ziheng was preoccupied, especially when she saw Leng Yan and Feng Yin on the stage just now, Song Ziheng's eyes changed obviously.