you are a star

Liang Feicheng was not surprised at all, because the phone number in Shen Jun's WeChat account was reserved for him.

He clearly knew that this was deliberately left by the other party, and it was a pit that he was ready to jump into, but he still made this call, not for anything else, just to see the heart of Sima Zhao on the other party.

He closed the door of the room with his backhand, and walked along the corridor to the leisure area.

Qiao Nan was afraid of the cold, so the glass door leading to the terrace was closed, and the whole house was as warm as spring, not even a breath of wind could penetrate.

"What do you want?" He sat on the sofa, with his left leg resting on his right leg, grabbed a lighter on the low table, and casually held it in his hand to play with it. There was a tinge of coldness.

Shen Jun's voice on the other end of the phone was slightly hoarse, and after being compressed by the radio waves, it was cool: "I'm going back to Lyon in a few days, return Little Rose to me."

Liang Feicheng suddenly clenched the lighter, and with a snap, the flames burst into flames. He sneered, "She's mine. I'll correct you again, her name is Qiao Nan."

But these words were of no use to Shen Juan.

"Little Qiangwei has been mine since I was a child. If it wasn't for going around for a while, I wouldn't have had anything to do with you." Shen Juan spoke in a calm voice, as if he was an old man and terminally ill.

But he is Shen Zhao's adopted son. Is such a person really just as weak as he appears on the surface?

When he spoke the first sentence, the flame in Liang Feicheng's hand went out.

Indeed, if it wasn't for Qiao Qingru, Qiao Nan would never have come to Liang's house, and would never have known him, but Liang Feicheng never thought too much about this non-existent assumption.

"Have you forgotten all the rules of the S organization?" The smile on his lips gradually faded, "Why is she yours, don't tell me that this kind of possessiveness is just because of her talent."

S organization does not allow the existence of love, every member must strictly abide by this rule, and of course Shen Juan, who is the president, is also included.

But a man who repeatedly sends good night messages to a woman in the middle of the night is definitely not an attitude towards his subordinates. Shen Juan is too thoughtful.

There was a smile in Shen Juan's voice, "Who said you have to love her to take her away? She must come back to Lyon with me and be by my side."

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then I'm afraid it's up to you, Liang Feicheng, with me in Yanjing City, you can't cover the sky with one hand. Last time Little Qiangwei was taken away by Yu Shaoting, I thought you saved her, so I didn't want to kill you, it doesn't mean I Won't do it."

The word "hands-on" seems to have added an accent.

Liang Feicheng sneered: "What do you mean by hands-on tricks behind your back, auctioning rings and deleting call records? Shen Jun, you are so proficient in such despicable actions."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, then smiled lowly, and said meaningfully: "Despicable? Where is the Liang family so clean? Your father, no, it should be what your grandfather did, you How much do you know?"

With a snap, Liang Feicheng pressed the lighter and lit a cigarette. What came to his mind was the truth about how Mr. Liang managed to get Liang Muxing to leave the organization.

Does Shen Jun know something?
He took a puff of his cigarette, and the other end of the phone had already hung up.

He sat on the sofa for a while, and unknowingly smoked two cigarettes, but the strange emotion that sprang up in his heart was still entrenched in his heart.

Glancing at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock at night.

He picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Is there any movement in Longyue Villa in the past two days?"

"Back to the third young master, there is no movement, only occasional people come in and out, it seems that they are all the people who brought him, there are not many people, at most they are two or three companions."

"Well, keep staring." After hanging up the phone, Liang Feicheng held his forehead and gently squeezed the space between his brows, but the emotion still lingered for a long time.

He got up and walked towards the study, the last spark of the cigarette butt on the low table went out.

……

Deeper, the cold wind rises.

After Shen Juan hung up the phone, his eyes leisurely glanced at the landscape lights outside the window, and there was a gloomy and dark look in his eyes.

At this time, Jinse knocked on the door and came in with a water glass in his hand.

She turned around and took out the medicine from the cabinet, and walked to the bed, "It's time to rest, Mr. Shen."

There was only one dim wall lamp turned on in the room, and Shen Juan's eyes were not feeling well recently, because he couldn't bear the cold air of Yanjing City, and the light would not be too bright at night.

Shen Juan responded softly, took the water glass and medicine, glanced at her, and said gently: "Thank you."

Jinse smiled slightly: "It's not hard."

"It seems that the cough is less today." After Shen Jun took the medicine, Jinse took the water glass he handed over, "I read the weather forecast, it won't rain in the next few days, and the temperature will rise a bit. It is estimated that the cough will not happen again."

Mr. Shen's asthma is related to the climate. Yanjing City is too cold, and his body is not so easy to adapt. Once he comes here, his cough gets worse.

"The flight permit has been obtained, and it will be much better to go back to Lyon. You really don't have to stay here." Jinse persuaded him.

Shen Juan coughed lightly, and his voice became clearer, "I'm waiting for Little Qiangwei."

He said that he would wait for her at Longyue Villa.

What Jinse wanted to say, it was obvious that he insisted, but he held back.

But Shen Juan could see through her mind at a glance, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Do you think she won't come back?"

Jinse was silent, but it was a tacit consent. She knew how much Qiao Nan loved Liang Feicheng, and Qiao Nan didn't take the organization's rules to heart at all.

Shen Juan sighed leisurely, "She will come back, Jinse, she will return to my side."

The bracelet hooked by the fingers shook, as if reflecting a coquettish red light.

After going around for so many years, didn't she still come back to him?

It's just Liang Feicheng, just get rid of it, as long as there are fewer people who hinder her, she will obediently stay by his side.

Jinse lowered her head, when Shen Jun suddenly grabbed her wrist, her body trembled instinctively, Shen Jun smiled lightly: "Afraid?"

Jinse bit her lip and shook her head, "No."

It's the man's hands that are too cold.

She actually wanted to say that she was not afraid of him. So many people in the organization were afraid of him and thought he was cruel, but she didn't.

Shen Juan clasped her wrist but didn't do anything, but asked her suddenly: "Do you like me?"

Jinse was taken aback.

Realizing that her appearance was inappropriate, she immediately lowered her head, but her wrists were clasped even tighter, and the man's hands seemed to be embedded in her skin.

Her heart trembled violently, before she could speak, she heard Shen Jun speak again.

"Tell the truth, Jinse."