Scumbag regrets after divorce

There are surveillance cameras in the hall on the first floor, and four are installed. Feng Ling took a glance at the moonlight and determined the location of the surveillance cameras.

This monitoring is a 360-degree night-time infrared camera with no dead angle, and it can also record sound.

So obviously, everything just now was photographed, and the four angles must have been photographed quite comprehensively.

Feng Ling thought for a moment, then gently placed Yi Huajin on the desk at the front desk, supported the desk with one hand, jumped to the back of the desk, and turned on the computer at the reception desk.

There is a password, but Feng Ling typed a series of characters on the keyboard without thinking, of course the password is wrong.

He took out another USB flash drive from his pocket and inserted it into the computer, entered the password just now again, and the verification passed.

After all, he started an Internet company. What he had learned before was programs and algorithms. Breaking a password was nothing to him.

The computer at the front desk was connected to the entire company's intranet, Feng Ling quickly tapped the keyboard, hacked the entire system, then found the monitoring and storage server, and deleted all the pictures just taken.

But before he deleted it, he backed up a copy on a USB flash drive.

After everything was done, he deleted all browsing traces and boot traces, and shut down the computer.

He cleaned up the traces on the floor again, turned around and picked up Yi Huajin who was still unconscious on the table, and led him out of the building.

The night was thick outside, Feng Ling took a look at He Su who was lying on a pool of blood not far away, his whole body was bloody folded into several folds, he estimated that he was almost useless.

A big man ran over to report to him: "Boss, according to your order, I still hold my breath, what should I do now?"

"Send it to the hospital." Feng Ling held Yi Huajin in his arms and continued walking forward without changing his face. He walked quite fast.

"Save him? It's better to do it directly, lest he..."

"To save him, I just want him to understand that anyone who dares to steal things from me will have a hard time." Feng Ling spoke softly, blowing away like the wind, but with a murderous air.

He walked quickly to his car, opened the door, carried Yi Huajin into the back seat, put his arms around him and let him lean on his shoulder, and said to the driver in the front row, "Hotel."

"Okay." The driver responded and stepped on the gas pedal.

"The closest, the sooner the better." Feng Ling ordered again.

"Ok."

Lying in the car, Feng Ling did not heave a sigh of relief, because Yi Huajin's face became paler and paler.

He had minor wounds all over his body, but he was still bleeding.

Fortunately, in less than 10 minutes, the driver stopped downstairs in a big hotel. Feng Ling carried Yi Huajin upstairs quickly, brought him into the hotel room, and helped him clean the stains on his body. Wipe dry and put on bed.

This kind of high-end hotel will have medical equipment, Feng Ling dug out alcohol and cotton balls, and carefully smeared and disinfected Yi Huajin little by little, with gentle and delicate movements, as if what he touched was not a person but a blowable bubble.

Prescribing good medicine and dressing him well took a lot of effort. The whole process took about three hours, until the dawn broke and dawn broke.

Yi Huajin still didn't wake up, but her expression relaxed a lot, not as painful as before.

After Feng Ling was busy with everything, he took out his mobile phone and found that An Ruixuan had made nearly 50 missed calls.

It seemed that he hadn't slept all night, and he was constantly playing on his cell phone.

Sure enough, the next second, An Ruixuan's call came in again, Feng Ling hung up directly, and turned off the phone by the way.

He rubbed his temples, feeling exhausted, took off his clothes and lay down beside Yi Huajin, hugged him, and fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

In the dream, he was still whispering softly to the person in his arms: "Xiao Jin..."

"No one can betray me..."

"You are no exception."

……

The body is heavy and can feel slight pain.

The moment Yi Huajin opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a huge double bed, and next to her cheeks were the strong muscles of a man.

Without looking at his face, he knew it was Feng Ling's body.

It's been a long time since I woke up from his arms, and besides, he never hugged himself when he slept before.

Pressing against his heaving chest, I could hear a faint heartbeat, Yi Huajin shook her eyelashes and closed her eyes again.

Everything that happened last night echoed clearly in my mind for a long time.

If I had been hugged by him like this before, I would have fallen into it and would be willing to forgive him again, but today, there is only endless despair and hatred left in my chest.

Ten years... What does it mean to a person?

From the youthful youth in my 20s to the maturity and stability in my 30s, it is obvious that my mind has been growing, so why haven't I learned to protect my last line of defense?

Even if he was wounded to pieces and covered in bruises, he was unwilling to look back.

Fortunately, I finally woke up.

Feng Ling seemed to have woken up too, moved his arm, saw Yi Huajin in his arms still closed his eyes, but whispered: "I know you're awake."

Yi Huajin still didn't open her eyes or move: "Yes."

"Injury...how is it?"

"that's it."

Feng Ling knew that he didn't want to talk to him, so he wasn't angry. He just pinched his chin with his index finger and thumb, pulled his cheek closer, and turned his head, wanting to kiss him.

At the moment when her lips and teeth were about to touch, Yi Huajin suddenly opened her eyes: "Let's get a divorce, Feng Ling."

Feng Ling's movements froze, and his whole body seemed to be petrified, motionless.

Yi Huajin didn't hide, and took the initiative to kiss him, biting his lips and rubbing a sentence: "This is the last kiss, and we will never owe each other from now on."

Yi Huajin seldom offered to kiss, this was a rare one.

Feng Ling responded, he pressed Yi Huajin hard, and kissed him frantically, almost pushing him into his body.

The two kissed for about ten minutes, almost breathless, Feng Ling finally let him go.

Yi Huajin paused for a long time, and did not speak until she was out of breath: "I just understand now... I am just a substitute you randomly found."

"I finally understand why you are always hot and cold towards me, why you always only want my body. In fact, you really have nothing wrong with it. You have done a good job as a substitute."

"Everything you did to me can be explained... Fengling..." Yi Huajin raised her eyes to look at him, and smiled casually: "I really want a divorce this time, whether you agree or not, I am divorced from this marriage!"

"I..." Feng Ling only gave a one-word answer, or it was not an answer at all.

"Tomorrow, we will either see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau or the court." Yi Huajin endured her injuries and got up, slowly getting dressed.

Feng Ling grabbed his clothes, his eyes tightened: "You treat me...really..."

"I don't love anymore, the former Yi Huajin is dead." Yi Huajin replied with a smile: "I really have no troubles now, I used to be sad and angry, but now... I don't feel anything at all."