77 days of marriage

In the study, Qin Yan and Liang Xiao were waiting for him.

Leng Fei sat down in the leather chair.

Qin Yan handed Leng Fei a portfolio: "Master Leng, what you want."

Leng Fei opened it, and the pornographic photos of Leng Ziyi came into view: "It's a good shot."

After finishing speaking, he threw the file bag into the drawer and locked it casually.Leng Fei asked Liang Xiao casually: "What did Xixi do after I left yesterday?"

After being taken aback, Liang Xiao replied: "The young mistress left the library and sat in the gazebo by the lake behind the library for a while. Then, Duanmu Qingfeng also came, and the two didn't say anything, just sat in silence. for more than an hour. Later, the young mistress came back and didn’t go anywhere.”

Leng Fei leaned into the back of the chair, and tapped rhythmically with the fingertips of his right hand on the table.The eyebrows and eyes are deep, making people unpredictable.

Liang Xiao said: "Master Leng, there is one more thing to tell you. In the past few days, I have been paying attention to Du Jiang's news. Late last night, Du Jiang actually found Long Tian. I know what was said. But there is one thing, almost everyone on the road knows that Long Tian is Dugu Jiuyou's contact person in T City."

Hearing this, Leng Fei's eyes became more and more gloomy: "What else?"

Liang Xiao boldly reasoned: "So, I guess, there are not many things that Mr. Leng can't do when he calls the wind and rain. And he will let Du Jiang find Long Tian, ​​a local ruffian that he dismisses, the biggest possibility is , he wants to find Dugu Jiuyou through Longtian."

Liang Xiao said slightly dejectedly: "However, the most terrible thing is that no one has seen Dugu Jiuyou's real appearance, and no one knows Dugu Jiuyou's real name. I have been following Du Jiang, but he never No Longtian contacted him either. Master Leng, it's his subordinates who are incompetent."

Leng Fei shook his head slowly: "It's okay, you don't have to take it too seriously. The underworld is white, how many people want to find Dugu Jiuyou, but who has found it?"

Leng Fei said thoughtfully: "It seems that the old man is really determined to live this life for An Xi."

Leng Fei suddenly asked: "Are Nan Feng Che's subordinates still following An Xi?"

Liang Xiao replied: "Yes, sometimes Nanfeng Che will personally follow Young Mistress to protect her."

Leng Fei asked: "Nan Fengche, a street scavenger, is so flattered that he cares so much about my wife. Is there any intersection between them? Are you really unable to find any clues?"

Liang Xiao said: "We have thoroughly investigated all the past experiences of the young mistress, and we have not found any possibility of her intersecting with Nan Fengche."

Leng Fei pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Send the news to Nanfeng Che, saying that Dugu Jiuyou has come to T City and wants to assassinate Xixi."

Liang Xiao's eyes lit up: "Master Leng, what do you mean..."

"Since there are free thugs, why not use them?" Leng Fei's lips curled up slightly, "Give the news to Nanfeng Che, if Long Tian is really Dugu Jiuyou's contact person, then Dugu Jiuyou is very likely to have a relationship with Dugu Jiuyou." Nanfeng Che has some kind of connection. Taking ten thousand steps back, it is much easier for Nanfeng Che to negotiate with Longtian than it is for us to negotiate with Longtian."

Liang Xiao praised sincerely: "Master Leng is wise."

Leng Fei's brows were slightly furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Killing a person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles.Hello.

This is a person on the road, a compliment to Dugu Jiuyou.

This Dugu Jiuyou really made him feel a little tricky.If it came towards him, he would not be afraid.However, An Xi said that she didn't belong to this circle, and she didn't understand anything, not even how to protect herself.

When Leng Fei came to the restaurant from his study, he did not see An Xiguo busy in the restaurant as he used to.The breakfast on the table was already set, and he looked at Zhou Yu questioningly, Zhou Yu said, "I went to invite the young mistress, and the young mistress said she has no appetite and doesn't want to eat."

Leng Fei stood at the dining table in silence for a moment, then turned and walked to the bedroom on the second floor.There was no one in the bedroom, the glass door leading to the balcony was open, and the white gauze curtain fluttered up and down according to the direction of the wind.Behind the curtain, there was a faint figure, sitting on the recliner with his knees hugged, his cheeks on his lap.

An Xiguo tilted her head, looking at the midsummer scene outside the balcony.

Sunshine Holy Land is really a very beautiful place. Looking out from here, there are rows of trees beside the road, covered with green umbrellas.The grassland is like a bacterium, and the flowers are like a brocade.The criss-crossing bluestone paths are dotted on the grass like cross paths.

The golden sunshine is everywhere, sprinkled on the skin, warm and lulls people to sleep.

The light and shadow in front of her eyes dimmed, An Xiguo raised her eyes slightly, and first saw the pair of slender legs under the exquisite suit pants.

The face under the cold light was almost perfect, and the natural domineering gave people an invisible pressure. His thin lips parted slightly: "Why don't you eat?"

An Xiguo replied softly, "I'm not hungry."

Leng Fei just said, "Eat even if you're not hungry."

An Xiguo got up obediently and said, "Okay."

It's just that her people sat at the dining table, but her chopsticks kept stirring back and forth in the porridge bowl, and she didn't take a bite.Leng Fei picked up some of her usual favorite dishes and put them on her plate.

Leng Fei said, "Eat all of these."

An Xiguo obediently picked up a chopstick and put it into her mouth. The food reached her throat, but she couldn't swallow it no matter what.Her face was flushed red, and she looked extremely uncomfortable.

Leng Fei rested his stomach with one hand, his eyebrows darkened, and finally said: "Since you can't eat it, don't force yourself, just throw up."

Just as An Xi Guo's bent waist was raised, Leng Fei held her face with one hand, and with the other hand picked up a white towel to wipe her gently.

He took her hand: "Let's go and play."

An Xi Guo was stunned, thinking that she was hallucinating.When he got into his car, he asked her again: "Do you have any landslides you want to play?"

At this moment, An Xiguo realized that she had heard correctly, and she asked intuitively, "Don't you have to go to work?"

"I'm the boss. If I want to go to work, I go to work, and if I don't want to go to work, I don't." Leng Fei looked at her out of the corner of his eye while driving, "Have you decided where to go?"

An Xiguo shook her head: "I haven't thought about it, I don't know."

When she was 12 years old, her parents passed away unexpectedly, and the word play became the most extravagant word for her.

Leng Fei said: "Since you have no claim at all, then follow my arrangement."

When Leng Fei's car parked outside the gate of the playground, An Xiguo was speechless, did he really treat her like a three-year-old?
Leng Fei squinted at her: "If you can play with all the things inside without changing your face, I can consider granting you a request."

She didn't want to ask anything, and she didn't want to go into the playground.She wasn't naive enough to think that she could ask for anything.She even lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the three large characters on the playground.She turned to leave.

Leng Fei stood in front of her: "An Xi is over, what's the matter with you? If you have something to say, don't act like a boring gourd."

An Xi Guo's voice drifted out depressingly: "Since my parents passed away, every time I saw the playground, I would avoid it and walk past it. The laughter from there was so sweet, and the picture was so happy. I watched it It will only make it more sad. Not only amusement parks, but as long as it is a day of family fun, I dare not look at those festive pictures. What I am most afraid of is the New Year’s Eve every year. It seems that the whole world is celebrating, and only my brother and I are killed. The world is left in the corner."

"I seem to have a phobia of happiness." An Xi Guo's body gradually slid down, and she squatted on the ground.Her arms hugged tightly, hugging herself tightly, as if this made her less pitiful.

Leng Fei stared at her shrunk down like a shrimp, she seemed to like reducing her sense of existence very much.With a little force on his arm, he pulled her up from the ground, and looked at her with deep eyes.In the depths of the dark eyes, it is as elusive as the sea in the dark night: "Anxi, please remember, happiness is not about you hiding in a corner, it will fall from the sky and fall on you."

His face was close to hers, and his eyes were almost parallel to hers: "Happiness is—to get what you want, you have to use all your scheming and unscrupulous means to get it."

"Besides," Leng Fei suddenly changed his subject as if he was gasping for breath, "Don't worry, you will never see those pictures that disturb your heart. Today, I have reserved this place."

Nuo Da's playground is only open today for An Xi Guo and Leng Fei.

In fact, Leng Fei has always been curious about what is going on in the playground.Almost all of his knowledge of playgrounds comes from movies.

Those game facilities that made tourists scream in fear in the movie, after Leng Fei received the training that was no less than that of special forces, they could no longer arouse any sensory stimulation in him.He looked sideways, and An Xiguo's complexion was already red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, and it changed all over again.

However, Leng Fei was very satisfied. Although her complexion was ugly, her complexion was much better, and she gained a bit of popularity.

An Xiguo stretched out her hand and timidly tugged at his skirt: "Do you still want to play? I don't want to play anymore."

Leng Fei intentionally misinterpreted her meaning: "Do you think it's too deserted just the two of us? Then I can let them let people in."

An Xiguo had a bitter face: "If you keep playing, I'm going to throw up."

Leng Fei took her hand: "Then let's go play something that is not exciting."

Sitting on the Ferris wheel, Leng Fei watched her gradually calm down.

She rested her hands on the railing, her cheek pressed against the back of her hands.The appearance she often shows inadvertently is like a child who has never grown up, but she is trying to make herself grow bigger and bigger.

Her long eyelashes drooped, and she looked over from Leng Fei's overlooking angle, and it was unclear whether her eyes were open or closed.

In the small space of the Ferris wheel, it was so quiet that the sound of the wind passing between the two could be heard. Just when Leng Fei thought she was almost asleep, she asked him softly: "Have you heard about the Ferris wheel?" Is it a legend?"

He was slightly taken aback, the legend of the Ferris wheel?

What legends can there be about the Ferris wheel?
The so-called legends, in Leng Fei's view, are all nonsense nonsense uttered by literati who are too idle.

But Leng Fei subconsciously cooperated with her and asked, "What legend?"