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

"You want to sign a contract with a company on your own and stand on the bright side of your life, so that I won't have too many ties to you! At that time, you will be considered a half-public figure! You want to use this method to get rid of me and stay away from me !right."

The last two words are affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences.

Since he was so happy, Feng Yin couldn't take advantage of him by beating around the bush, so he simply opened the skylight to speak honestly.

"Young Master Leng, I will always remind myself that there are still four years left, to be exact, three years and ten months!"

"It's best for you to remember." Leng Yan's words sounded endless, but she also clearly agreed that she could participate in the competition.

Feng Yin made the right bet in front of him again, instead of crying and pretending to be stupid like the previous night, she told the truth.

Walking out of the study room and breathing the fresh air outside, Feng Yin told himself, three years and ten months, don't stay here for a second!

……

The night before the game, Feng Yin went out to find Xiao Xing.

Xiaoxing made an appointment with her in a very secluded place, on the roof of an old building without an elevator. Downstairs are all massage rooms and foot washing rooms. You can guess what they are for with your toes.

But this kind of place usually has people watching from the outside, and if there is any trouble, the inside will be notified, and there are exits and organs everywhere.

So this place Xiaoxing chose is very suitable.

Feng Yin deliberately wore a set of gray clothes and big black-rimmed glasses, looking like a cleaning lady who came to clean up, and wandered around to the agreed meeting place with Xiao Xing.

After talking, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, Xiaoxing left first, Feng Yin sat on the roof for a while, blowing the wind for a while, and suddenly felt that the air here was much more free than the Night Palace.

It's ridiculous to think about it, the Night Palace is so big and the environment is so good, for her, it's actually a place where good and bad people feel at ease.

But no matter how easy it is to breathe here, I still have to go back...

Feng Yin left the rooftop and went down two flights of stairs, when she suddenly heard the sound of messy footsteps, she immediately zipped up her jacket and walked with her head down against the wall.

The next moment, someone ran up quickly, wearing a black motorcycle suit, but there was a strong smell of blood on his body.

Feng Yin instinctively stood close to the wall.

There are all kinds of people here, and beatings and killings often happen. It is not surprising that someone rushes up covered in blood. Her clean clothes should not attract attention.

The man really treated her as if she didn't exist, and ran upstairs past her.

But at the next moment, before Feng Yin could breathe a sigh of relief, the other party suddenly turned back, and before she could react, he raised his hand and knocked off her black-rimmed glasses, and grabbed her shoulder with one hand and dragged her upstairs.

The opponent's origin was unknown, Feng Yin would not take this risk, he tried his best to attack him behind the neck, but just when he raised his wrist, the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his waist.

"Don't talk, come with me."

"I'm here to clean up, I..."

"Heh... Next time you put on makeup, remember to paint on your hands too. How can such tender paws look like they are doing rough work?" The other party's voice was cold and harsh, unceremoniously exposing her.Because of the urgency of the situation, she was not in a hurry to expose her purpose for coming here.

Feng Yin sucked in a breath of cold air.

She had her hands in her pockets when she came, so she didn't put any makeup on them. It took only half a second for them to pass by just now, and the other party was able to observe so carefully!This is definitely a tough character.

Feng Yin was dragged up a floor by the other party, and there was a red sign at the door: hourly room.