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

At night, the charming club
Leng Yue and Mr. Chen walked through the VIP channel of the clubhouse, only the manager and a few waiters knew about it.

Chen is always the biggest partner of the Leng family's new project. He is in his 40s and has just taken over the family business for a few years.

Leng Yue didn't want to come tonight, but considering the mature technology and scientific research personnel of the Chen family, this cooperation must be won no matter what, which will play a vital role in the direction of the Leng family in the next five to ten years role.

Arranging Mr. Chen into the VIP room, Leng Yue stood at the door and called Nie Xiao.

"You don't have to wait for me tonight. Mr. Chen is going to play very late. If he has other ideas later, I'll go back first after making arrangements."

When Leng Yue said this, Nie Xiao knew what other thoughts were.

"Don't you have another idea?"

After Nie Xiao finished speaking, a charming smile appeared on the corner of Leng Yue's mouth.

"I only have thoughts about you, don't you know?"

"That's not necessarily true. It's so tempting to be so charming, and our second young master Leng is handsome and unrestrained, alas... it's dangerous."

"My body is in danger, but my heart is safe."

Nie Xiao: "..." By co-authoring, does he mean that he is preparing to have an affair?
"Hey baby, wait for me at home. I don't think it will take long. Mr. Chen's eyes are like wolves. I'll make arrangements for you in a while, and I'll go back."

"I'll take care of you when you come back."

"Okay, the ten torturers are waiting for you."

Nie Xiao: "..."

Leng Yue hung up the phone, and after going back, he chatted with Mr. Chen for a while, and Mr. Chen pointed out something. Leng Yue immediately found the most popular person here and introduced him to Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen was really satisfied, and Leng Yue left the room tacitly.

In the private room, Mr. Chen had already started a three-hundred-round battle, and Leng Yue went out with his bodyguards.

"Let go! Let me go!"

"Help!"

"Leng Yue, save me!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in my ears, and it came clearly through the bloody and tear-stained past in the long river of time, but it was far away and long.

Leng Yue dropped his phone on the ground, and when the bodyguard picked it up for him, he didn't react.

"Leng Dan?"

Raging flames were burning in Leng Yue's eyes. At the end of the corner of the corridor, a thin and petite figure was being dragged by two middle-aged men into the innermost private room. Leng Dan's skirt was torn into pieces.

"stop!"

Leng Yue yelled, dropped the bodyguards and rushed over. When the bodyguards reacted, Leng Yue had kicked one of the men away.

"Master Leng! Be careful!"

Seeing that the other party took out their weapons, all the bodyguards rushed over and pinned the two middle-aged men to the ground.

"Leng Yue..."

In his arms was Leng Dan who he thought had died a long time ago, his young first love, the woman he couldn't let go of in his life.

"Really you?"

Leng Yue's eyes were covered with shock and disbelief.

Leng Dan was thinner than before, his thin body seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, and he looked malnourished, curled up in his arms, his big eyes flickering, but lost the brilliance of the past.

Leng Yue's heart felt like being pierced by countless steel needles, and the pain pierced his bones.

"I don't want to, I have no choice. I escaped with great difficulty... I asked for a long time before I knew you would come here... Leng Yue, am I dreaming?"

Leng Dan leaned against Leng Yue's arms, tears kept streaming down her face.