Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

He stood at the door of a certain room, probably habitually scanning his surroundings, including the corridor on her side.

She stopped abruptly.

But the man obviously didn't see her coming, he retracted his gaze without any obvious pause, and entered the room.

When she walked to the place where he had just stood with the red wine in her hand, her palms were actually sweating.

If Dad is also in this room... and Yan Nanqing has just entered.

Is something going to happen tonight anyway?
Such awareness made her take several deep breaths at the door before she dared to swipe her card and push the door in.

The room is large, not that simple layout, the structure inside cannot be seen at a glance, and the light is not clear.

Fortunately, she had been to several rooms before, so she had a rough idea of ​​the layout inside.

The dark light is also good for her, and she walked over with the wine, and finally saw the person sitting in the innermost place without saying a word.

No one spoke in the room, only Yan Nanqing poured himself a glass when she just put down the wine, looking very casual and relaxed.

"Where is Quietly?" Lin Zhenhong's obviously displeased voice was naturally directed at Yan Nanqing.

She had already turned around and walked towards the door, thinking in her mind that she would naturally not leave this room, but she just didn't know where to hide.

Yan Nanqing shook the red wine in the glass, raised his eyes faintly, looked over, and seemed to smile, "Dr. Lin can't control his daughter, so he turned around and wanted someone from me?"

"You don't have to do this with me, she came to you, where did you hide her?"

The man hooked his lips, "I don't know."

After a pause, Yan Nanqing continued: "She came here before, but she ran away from under my nose again. The driver said she was going back to Westantine. You might as well ask Yang Xin if she has gone back."

Lin Zhenhong snorted coldly, "Yan Nanqing, do you think that if my daughter likes you, I can't do anything about you? It's because of this that you think that one day you can defeat me without any effort?"

Yan Nanqing tried to take a sip of the red wine, and raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, "If I say that I don't have such an idea, you must not believe me?"

Lin Zhenhong didn't talk nonsense to him either.

Just one sentence: "If you can't walk out of this door tonight, even if you do, it's meaningless."

At that time, Yan Nanqing didn't quite understand what he meant.

Such a confrontational conversation seemed to be going on innocuously.

Until a call from Huan Yi reached Yan Nanqing's cell phone.

He glanced at the phone screen first.

Lin Zhenhong had already smiled lightly and said, "Why don't you answer it? If you pick it up later, I'm afraid it won't work."

It looked like he knew that Huan Yi would make this call early in the morning, and even knew what happened to Huan Yi.

"Hello." Yan Nanqing picked up the phone.

Then Mei Feng frowned almost inaudibly, because the background on the other end of the phone was very noisy, and even faint explosions could be heard.

"what's up?"

Not knowing what was said at the other end, Lin quietly hid in the corner wall, and could only see Yan Nanqing's side face, but he could clearly feel that his face was rapidly darkening.

The phone hung up, and it took no more than 3 minutes and no more than five sentences.

Yan Nanqing was looking at Lin Zhenhong, his eyes narrowed deeply.

Lin Zhenhong smiled, and finally seemed to relax. He poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Do you think that your base is sufficiently hidden and foolproof?"

The man pursed his thin lips coldly.

It's not that he thinks, it's the fact that it is.

Unless there are insiders, his training camp is absolutely impossible for people to make a frontal assault.

But Huan Yi made it very clear that the core locations of the training camp were bombed, and it was night, so it was in chaos and the circuits were in a mess, causing many security settings to fail.

Lin Zhenhong smiled and said, "Quiet is my daughter after all. She chose to help. Of course it was me. She is kind and simple after all. She thought that this would prevent the situation from deteriorating."

Yan Nanqing finally said in a low voice and coldly: "It's the position she gave you."

Lin Zhenhong raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise? Didn't you take her to the training camp? She is so smart, do you really think she can't remember the route?"

Lin Qiaoqiao, who was hiding on the wall, frowned tightly. When did she do such a thing?How can Dad open his eyes and tell nonsense without blushing?
Yan Nanqing was already angry that she deliberately tampered with the condom, but at this moment he even made him think she was a spy, how much did he hate her?

Lin Zhenhong put down his wine glass, "It is said that Jiang is still old and hot, so you can't beat me. You and my daughter are not the same kind of people at all, so you shouldn't be delusional."

He thought of many ways to cut off his daughter's relationship with Yan Nanqing, but all of them failed, and now he feels that killing two birds with one stone.

Yan Nanqing was still holding the wine glass, and pulled his thin lips indifferently, "Since Dong Lin and his daughter have done their job well, who do you think will not be able to walk out of this door tonight? "

Lin Zhenhong was confident, "Of course it's you."

He said: "After two hours, your training camp will be wiped out. Even if you walk out, you will have nothing."

Yan Nanqing smiled lowly, "Did Lin Dong forget that your daughter is still in my hands?"

Lin quietly closed his eyes.

The kung fu of these two people opening their eyes and talking nonsense, it turned out that they were all the same.

Lin Zhenhong confessed, pointing to the red wine on the table, and said, "There is medicine in this wine, but I will take the antidote first."

He smiled and looked at Yan Nanqing, "With your personality, you definitely won't think that I will do such a despicable thing."

Just so he did.

Sure enough, Yan Nanqing's face changed, he really didn't expect it.

Then he put down his wine glass and was about to stand up. He looked fine, but he didn't know if he was trying to restrain himself or the medicine didn't work.

But she could see clearly that his feet were shaking, and his strength on the armrest was not stable.

Lin Zhenhong nodded to the people around him.

But before the man went over to take Yan Nanqing down, a figure swayed out and stood in front of Yan Nanqing.

Lin Zhenhong didn't see it clearly when he glanced at it, he just thought it was the waiter in the clubhouse, but when he saw it was his daughter, his expression was extremely ugly, "Why are you here?"

Yan Nanqing looked down at the person in front of him.

A low voice fell from the top of her head, "The wine you sent?"

It was such a coincidence that the medicine was put in the wine in advance, and it happened to be delivered by her, as if the father and daughter had united long ago.

She turned her head and stared at Yan Nanqing's sweaty face, her tone was clear and firm, "I didn't."

Yan Nanqing only slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, "Before tonight, I gave you [-]% trust."

In other words, this time, he couldn't believe it.