The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 52: Intentional Sinister
"I swear, I only watched it once, I really only watched it once." Leng Feng's face changed, and he backed away while smiling.

"Leng Feng, as far as the sky is, you can roll away." Han Yueying growled hysterically at Leng Feng.

Seeing Leng Feng running away, Han Yueying suddenly realized that something was wrong. Didn't she want Leng Feng to kneel down for thirty catties? Why did she let this bastard get out?

"Stinky bastard, stinky bastard..." Han Yueying, who was a little depressed in her heart, grabbed the pillow, slapped and slapped it on the bed, and giggled as she thought of something.

"Liu Piaopiao, Leng Feng is right. You like Leng Feng, which can only prove that Leng Feng is excellent. If I impose this mistake on Leng Feng, I will only push Leng Feng to you."

"I didn't want to worry about this matter at first, but I also felt that Leng Feng should have a long memory, so I punished him slightly, otherwise, I would never just let Leng Feng kneel on the scale."

"Leng Feng, you bastard, you don't even understand my mind at all, and you dare to peek at my chest while I'm asleep, I hate you to death."

Every time she muttered a sentence, Han Yueying would slap the pillow vigorously, but that coquettish and angry look didn't seem to be as simple as hating Leng Feng.

At this moment, Han Yueying was like a little girl who fell in love, but she completely forgot that when she saw Leng Feng for the first time, she took off her clothes in front of Leng Feng, and the mole on her chest naturally fell on it. In Leng Feng's eyes.

"Wife..." Leng Feng stepped into Han Yueying's office with one foot, but left the other outside: "Is there anything I can do?"

Seeing Leng Feng ready to escape from the office at any time, Han Yueying wanted to laugh, but thought that with Leng Feng's character, if she laughed, Leng Feng would definitely make Leng Feng stare at her face, so she just raised her head and stared coldly. After glancing at Leng Feng, he lowered his head to work again.

Han Yueying didn't get angry and didn't speak, which made Leng Feng's prepared speech all of a sudden useless, so she could only enter the office awkwardly.

"Honey, let me pour you a glass of water." Leng Feng saw the empty teacup on the desk, and said flatteringly.

"You still have a little conscience." Seeing Leng Feng skillfully brewing tea with a water cup, Han Yueying secretly said.

"You bastard, you use my cup again." But after seeing Leng Feng brewing tea and taking a sip, Han Yueying had the urge to kill again.

"It's so big..." Holding the water book to Han Yueying's side, her eyes accidentally fell on Han Yueying's open collar. After seeing the two balls of soft white and black silk buds deep in the collar, Leng Feng Couldn't help saying a word.

"What did you say?" Han Yueying was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously raised her head to look at Leng Feng, just in time to catch Leng Feng's gaze that she would have time to retract in the future.

This bastard not only used my water glass, but also peeked at my breasts!
Han Yueying suddenly stood up, and pointed out the door: "Leng Feng, as far as the sky is, you can roll away for me."

"Is this bastard sent by God to torture me?" Seeing Leng Feng running away, Han Yueying covered her forehead in pain.

It wasn't until after fleeing to the depths of the corridor that Leng Feng stood still and slapped himself lightly. He was going to improve his relationship with Han Yueying, but why did it end up like this?

The phone rang for a while, and seeing that it was Liu Piaopiao calling, Leng Feng quickly answered the phone.

"Leng Feng, I just received a notice that I have to go back to deal with some matters at home." Liu Piaopiao's tone revealed deep reluctance.

"Can't we wait two more days?" A trace of disappointment flashed in Leng Feng's eyes. Now that the knot in his heart has been untied, Leng Feng naturally wants to have a positive result with Liu Piaopiao. Now that Liu Piaopiao is leaving, Leng Feng's Naturally, the evil plan cannot be realized.

"I will come back." Liu Piaopiao didn't know that Leng Feng had such an idea, and after hearing the disappointment in Leng Feng's tone, she said softly: "When that time comes, you must take care of yourself." accompany me."

"Don't worry, I will." Leng Feng nodded and chatted with Liu Piaopiao for two or three minutes before hanging up the phone.

"Mingyang, let me tell you again, you are not allowed to touch Leng Feng again, do you hear me?" In the office of Longteng Group, Zhao Xianglong looked at Zhao Mingyang angrily.

"Dad, you don't know how arrogant that bastard is." Zhao Mingyang said aggrievedly.

"No matter how arrogant he is, he is still under Liu Piaopiao's shadow. If you don't want to drag Longteng Group down, you must listen to me."

The father and son looked at each other, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air. After a long time, Zhao Mingyang let out a long sigh of relief: "Dad, I see."

"Go to Wei Xiaoxiao's place later and see if you can ask her out for dinner at night." Zhao Xianglong nodded, and instructed Zhao Mingyang accordingly.

When Zhao Mingyang walked out of the office, a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "Wei Xiaoxiao is from the Wei family in the Forbidden City. The Wei family and the Liu family are on equal footing. If I get Wei Xiaoxiao, I will have the capital to fight against Liu Piaopiao. You can deal with Leng Feng boldly."

With this in mind, Zhao Mingyang strolled into his office, took out a white paper bag from the drawer, and the ferocity in his eyes became more and more obvious: "Wei Xiaoxiao, I can't get you by normal means. It's the only way to use it."

"I fucked you, and then took a photo. For the sake of reputation, the Wei family not only dare not say anything, but will let you marry me. At that time, I can deal with that bitch Leng Feng and Liu Piaopiao openly."

"Miss, Zhao Mingyang is here." Wei Xiaoxiao was sitting on the sofa thinking about something, when Sister Mei walked into the living room, followed by Zhao Mingyang.

"Young Master Zhao, what's the matter?" Wei Xiaoxiao frowned inadvertently, because Liu Piaopiao had heard what Zhao Mingyang did at the banquet, and his tone revealed the coldness of being thousands of miles away.

"Little bitch, why are you pretending to be noble? I'll let you know how powerful I am." Zhao Mingyang's eyes flashed ferociously, but on the surface he said respectfully: "Miss Wei, I'm serving my father." Let me ask you if you are still used to living here and if there is anything you need."

"No." Wei Xiaoxiao shook her head and stretched comfortably: "Sister Mei, I watched TV too late last night, I want to rest for a while."

Zhao Mingyang could hear that Wei Xiaoxiao was issuing an order to evict guests, and he was even angrier in his heart, but on the surface he was even more discreet: "Miss Wei, let me delay you for another 2 minutes, and I have to confirm with you about some things about the performance. "

"Then just tell me, Sister Mei, pour a glass of water for Young Master Zhao." Wei Xiaoxiao could only turn her head, and said something to Sister Mei helplessly.

"I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself." Zhao Mingyang quickly stood up and picked up Wei Xiaoxiao's cup: "Miss Wei, let me add some water for you by the way."

When he came to the drinking fountain, he saw Wei Xiaoxiao was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, and after Sister Mei left the living room, Zhao Mingyang gave an evil smile, shook his hand, and a touch of white powder landed in Wei Xiaoxiao's water cup. It will soon become one with the water!
(End of this chapter)