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

Feng Yin suddenly raised his hand, tightly strangled Leng Qing's injured leg, bright red flowed out, and the wound opened a hideous opening, as if the most enchanting poisonous flower bloomed on the skin.

Leng Qing was in pain, his forehead was sweating, and he raised his hand to pinch Feng Yin's chin.

"You are really crazy!"

laugh!
Feng Yin suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out without warning during the most intense battle.

Seeing her body slipping limply to the ground, Leng Qing stood there without moving for a long time.

"Fengyin! Get up! You're just pretending! I know!"

"You are the most deceitful woman! You have lied to me not once! You have lied to my feelings and so much money! Fengyin, don't you ever lie to me again!"

Leng Qing didn't believe that Feng Yin would faint.

He should be the one who should be so angry now!

Seeing Feng Yin lying at his feet, Leng Qing couldn't understand the world more and more, what is black and what is white.

Is it true that what he has done is actually the right thing all along, and he should stick to everything he has been doing, instead of changing it easily.

Otherwise, why is he the one who has been hurt and calculated after he decided to change!

"Three little..."

Xiaoyang's voice sounded outside the door. It is estimated that there was no movement in the house suddenly, and Xiaoyang was worried that something was wrong with him.

The door was pushed open a crack, and seeing Feng Yin lying on the ground, Xiao Yang hesitated for a moment, and pushed the door in.

"Young Master Leng, she really fainted." Xiao Yang squatted beside Feng Yin and checked briefly. As soon as these words came out, Leng Qing's eyes changed obviously.

He always thought she was faking it.

"Third Young Master, I didn't intentionally eavesdrop outside just now, but I think Feng Yin's mental state is not optimistic, and the tighter a string may be, the more likely to go wrong.

Feng Yin is a member of the Elite Bureau, and the first thing to do is to put the interests of the Elite Bureau first, but she did not transfer the money to the Elite Bureau for confiscation, but to the welfare organization. She is out of work.A calm and normal-minded detective wouldn't do that. "

After Xiaoyang finished speaking, Leng Qing rubbed Ai's temples and sat on the sofa.

"Third Young Master, your wound is oozing blood again. I'll bandage you up again. It's a critical moment. You have to take care of yourself, and everything else comes second."

After Xiaoyang finished speaking, he quickly bandaged Leng Qing.

Leng Qing only felt an indescribable feeling of exhaustion hit his heart.

Sitting quietly on the sofa, looking at Feng Yin lying motionless on the carpet, he suddenly felt scared at this moment, what if she died like this?
"Is she... all right?" Leng Qing said, his voice so hoarse that he could barely hear it.

"Third Young Master, don't worry, he's just weak and fainted. There's nothing serious about it. As I said before, what's really serious is his mental state."

After Xiaoyang finished speaking, Leng Qing waved him out.

The eerie calm in the room.

He sat on the sofa, not knowing how to face her at this moment.

He likes her and admires her, but she only knows how to plot against him and hurt him.

Feng Yin who was lying on the ground moved, opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes were blurred, it took a long time to get used to it.

Faintly feeling that someone was watching her, Feng Yin moved and saw Leng Qing's complex and gloomy gaze.

Feng Yin wanted to sit up, but his weak body could only crawl forward a little bit.

Even so, she refused to ask for help, and even more ignored Leng Qing.

"How did we get here?"

Leng Qing sat on the sofa and asked a question out of the blue.

I still remember the first time we met in that place where dragons and snakes were mixed together, as if it was yesterday.