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

Although Feng Yin doesn't remember what happened to Leng Yan, she still remembers Leng Yan's appearance, and it is the kind of profundity engraved in her bone marrow.

"These are mine."

Seeing Feng Yin staring at Leng Yan's photo, Zhang Jingjing was a little worried, and wanted to take the photo away, but at the next moment, Feng Yin's huge force came from nowhere, and directly threw Zhang Jingjing, who was wearing a professional skirt, over her shoulder He fell and fell to the ground.

Bang!
Zhang Jingjing was lying on the ground sprawled on the ground, her tailbone hurting terribly.

"Why do you have a photo of Leng Yan? Do you know him? Can you lead me to find him?"

Feng Yin held those photos tightly, and his eyes, which were still gray before, rekindled hope because of seeing the photos.

For the past three years, she has been living in a world without internet. Chen Xiuzhu arranged for her to live on Love Island because there are only a few places on the island where mobile phone signals can be received. She doesn't have a mobile phone, and she can't go to those places.

She just knew that Leng Yan was real, not something she imagined when she was sick.

"Feng Yin, calm down... I'll explain it to you."

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yunyin gave Zhang Jingjing a blank look, blaming her for being useless, so he raised his hand to pretend to appease Fengyin, but approached her slowly.

He is also a taekwondo master after all, isn't it a piece of cake to deal with a weak Fengyin?
Anyway, it will definitely not be as useless as Zhang Jingjing!

"Don't come here!" Feng Yin shook her head towards Yunyin holding those photos, she didn't want to do it anymore, she was too tired!
She just wanted to know, where did Leng Yan go?

Of course...

"...Er. Hiss..."

"Wind!"

When Chen Xiuzhu heard the movement, he opened the door of the study, and what he saw was such a strange scene.

Zhang Jingjing was lying on the ground with a painful expression on her face.

Not far away, Feng Yin broke Yun Yin's wrist, and because of the pain, Yun Yin half-kneeled on the ground, whimpering, and the expression on his face was distorted to the extreme.

None of this mattered to Chen Xiuzhu, what he was worried about was Feng Yin.

"Say! What's the matter with these photos? Where is Leng Yan? Take me to see him!"

Feng Yin gritted his teeth and looked at Yun Yin, the strength in his hands increased, and Yun Yin was in so much pain that he had no strength to fight back.

At that moment just now, he didn't even see how Qing Fengyin made the move.

"Wind Yin..."

Chen Xiuzhu yelled again, Feng Yin looked up at him, but did not let go of the cloud seal.

"Take me to see Leng Yan."

Her voice was hoarse and low, tears were floating in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"he died."

Chen Xiuzhu still used the same rhetoric, Leng Yan is dead!
Will never come back again.

"You lied to me...the date shown in the photo is three days ago! Chen Xiuzhu, you can't lie to me anymore." Feng Yin let go of Yun Yin, and Yun Yin wanted to fight back, but found that the hand caught by Feng Yin just now I can't move anymore, I don't know if I pinched the acupuncture point or twisted it with too much force.

He could never have imagined that at that moment just now, Feng Yin would erupt with such a powerful force that he was powerless to fight back.

Disgraceful and thrown home.

"Then have you seen the content of the photo? Leng Yan is with another woman and is going to get married soon! If the photo is not clear, let me show you this."

As Chen Xiuzhu said, he turned on his mobile phone and saved a photo on the Internet. There was a striking headline on the photo: Leng Yan, the young master of the Leng Group who had disappeared for three years, suddenly appeared in the Night Palace, accompanied by Nie's parents Nie Baoer, the daughter, suspects that something good is coming, and she is about to get married.