The close master of the female president

Duan Feng walked towards the mahogany coffin trembling a little!

Duan Feng, who never knew what to be afraid of, was afraid at this moment. He never knew what fear was. At this moment, Duan Feng began to be afraid.

Finally, Duan Feng walked up to the mahogany coffin with heavy steps, and immediately put one hand on the coffin!

With the help of the light, it can be clearly seen that Duan Feng's hands are shaking at the moment, and the shaking is very severe.

After seeing this scene, Qi Yanmeng sighed slightly, let alone Duan Feng was a little scared, even Qi Yanmeng was the same.

Although Lin Yiru and Qi Yanmeng competed for Duan Feng, after all, Lin Yiru had contributed to the Huatai Group and was Qi Yanmeng's right-hand man. In her heart, she didn't want Lin Yiru to die!

But at the same time, there was another voice in Qi Yanmeng's heart, which told Lin Yiru to die, otherwise she would become her strong enemy!

In short, two voices kept ringing in Qi Yanmeng's heart!

Finally, Qi Yanmeng made a decision, walked slowly in front of Duan Feng, took a deep breath, looked at Duan Feng and said: "Duan Feng, you should open it no matter what, if Yiru is not dead , It is very likely that you will die from lack of oxygen if you stay in it for a long time!"

Duan Feng looked up at Qi Yanmeng!

Qi Yanmeng smiled at Duan Feng: "I believe she is not dead!"

"En!" Duan Feng nodded heavily: "Mengmeng, you go to the side first, I will open it!"

Qi Yanmeng didn't say anything, but walked aside directly!

Seeing Qi Yanmeng walk aside, Duan Feng took a deep breath, without any hesitation, his right hand melted into a palm, and slapped directly on the coffin lid!

"boom!"

After a muffled sound, clearly visible cracks appeared on the coffin lid, and if it was touched a little more, it would immediately shatter.

With this palm, Duan Feng controlled the strength very well, and it only shattered the coffin lid without hurting the people inside.

Duan Feng put one hand on the coffin lid and took another breath.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Duan Feng finally made a move, turned his right hand into a knife, and swept it directly towards the coffin lid.

"Whoa!"

The sound of sawdust shattering rang in everyone's ears, which was extremely ear-piercing.

Finally, the coffin cover completely disappeared, and Duan Feng also closed his eyes, he didn't dare to look, he was afraid of being disappointed.

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, there was a slight coughing sound from inside the coffin.

After Duan Feng heard the cough, his whole body shook suddenly, and he opened his eyes hastily!

The next moment, his pupils widened, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

The one lying in the coffin was none other than Lin Yiru!

Lin Yiru in the coffin was still wearing her professional suit, but her face turned slightly pale, obviously caused by lack of oxygen.

And at this moment, Lin Yiru in the coffin had her hands and feet tied together, and a piece of cloth was stuffed in her mouth.

Without any hesitation, Duan Feng bent down and stretched out his hand, and carried Lin Yiru out of the coffin, with an expression of ecstasy on his face!

"Yiru, I found you, I finally found you!" At this moment, Duan Feng was like a child, holding Lin Yiru in his arms and spinning around on the ground excitedly.

After seeing this scene, Qi Yanmeng felt a little sour in her heart, feeling very uncomfortable in every possible way!

She is a woman, and in the world of love, no woman is unselfish.

It was not easy for her to admit Lin Yiru, now seeing Duan Feng hugging Lin Yiru with such an expression, if she felt happy instead of sad, that would be no wonder!

Ji Hanxiang looked at Duan Feng with a smile on her face. It would be nice if she could find Lin Yiru, at least if she found Duan Feng she wouldn't go crazy or sad, and everything would be fine.

On the contrary, Ning Ruoliu's face was full of envy, how she wished that it was herself in Duan Feng's arms at the moment, how she wished to see Duan Feng cry and laugh for herself, how she wished that she could change his mood.

But she knew that she could only think about it, that's all.

For a moment, a bitterness appeared on Ning Ruoliu's face. Her love was so obvious that it was hard to hide it, but Duan Feng turned a blind eye to it, which made her heart full of sorrow.

She really wants to cry, really wants to cry, to cry out the pain of her unrequited love, but she doesn't know who to cry for, she doesn't know who can comfort herself now that she is weak , who can wipe tears for himself.

At this moment, Duan Feng seems to only have Lin Yiru in his eyes, and there is no one else here, this is their world of two!

After a long time, Duan Feng finally put Lin Yiru on the ground, and directly hugged Lin Yiru into his arms: "Yiru, do you know, you scared me to death!"

At this moment, Duan Feng hugged Lin Yiru tightly in his arms, as if Lin Yiru would disappear immediately if he let go of his hand a little bit.

Ji Hanxiang glanced at Qi Yanmeng, then at Ning Ruoliu, and couldn't help coughing lightly: "Duan Feng, Lin Yiru's hands and feet are still tied!"

Duan Feng realized something after hearing Ji Hanxiang's words. With an embarrassed smile, he hurriedly untied Lin Yiru's body from his legs and hands, and then took the cloth from Lin Yiru's mouth!

"Duan Feng..." Lin Yi looked at Duan Feng with teary eyes!

"It's all right!" Duan Feng hugged Lin Yiru into his arms again, patted Lin Yiru's shoulder lightly, and said softly.

"En!" Lin Yiru nodded heavily in Duan Feng's arms, but tears still couldn't help but fell from the corners of her eyes.

The moment she lay in the coffin, she thought she would never see Duan Feng again and would die. At that moment, Lin Yiru's heart ached to the extreme, as if someone had stabbed her in the heart and then slapped her. Take the salt, that kind of pain can't be told in words.

When the coffin was sealed, Lin Yiru's heart was ashamed. At that time, she didn't want to die. She wanted to live. She wanted to accompany Duan Feng through the journey of life. , the sun was setting; but her reality told her that she was dreaming.

Now that he has entered this permanent "home" and is buried in the ground, wanting to survive is tantamount to nonsense.

So she resigned to her fate, at the moment she resigned to her fate, she only hoped that Duan Feng would not forget her, and that she could remember that there was once a woman named Lin Yiru who loved him very much.

But there is no doubt that there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and there is another village!

She was found by Duan Feng and rescued by Duan Feng. It was like being sent directly to heaven in hell, which made her ecstatic!

Maybe this is the so-called cry of joy?

"This time I was careless, I will never let you encounter such a thing in the future." Duan Feng hugged Lin Yiru and said, "I have already killed the Yang family, and I have avenged you and my uncle!"

"Kill them all?" Lin Yiru was taken aback, she never thought that Duan Feng would kill the Yang family.

She doesn't know how powerful the Yang family is. She only knows that the Yang family drove her father to death back then. How can it be a simple family that can kill a hero in the underground world of the southern half of the country?

But such a family was wiped out by Duan Feng, it was like a dream!

"Well, they're all dead!" Duan Feng said again.

"Thank you, Duan Feng!" Lin Yiru said gratefully.

Just as Duan Feng was about to say something, Ji Hanxiang's voice came over: "I said you two have hugged each other for so long, aren't you tired? How about I prepare a bed for you now and roll the sheets?"

Lin Yiru realized that there were other people around after hearing Ji Hanxiang's voice, and left Duan Feng's embrace with a slightly flushed face.

Although there was some blush on his face, it couldn't cover up the paleness.

Duan Feng smiled awkwardly, turned to look at Ji Hanxiang and said, "Thank you for your kindness, I appreciate it!"

After the words fell, Duan Feng walked towards Qi Yanmeng, with a slight apology on his face, after the excitement, Duan Feng calmed down his mood, he thought of Qi Yanmeng just seeing everything in his eyes, She must be sad!

But Duan Feng was so excited at that time that he forgot all of these.

"Mengmeng, I..."

Before Duan Feng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Qi Yanmeng: "It's okay, I understand!"

As she spoke, a gentle smile appeared on Qi Yanmeng's face.

Duan Feng smirked: "Mengmeng, thank you for helping me find Yiru!"

"I didn't find it." Qi Yanmeng said, glanced at Ning Ruoliu and said, "It was Ruoliu who discovered the problem here!"

"Miss Ning?" A doubt appeared on Duan Feng's face, he turned his head to look at Ning Ruoliu, and then sighed slightly, how could he not understand Ning Ruoliu's feelings for him.

But he really didn't want to accept it, and he didn't dare to accept it, Ning Yonglin was too tough, if he lost Ning Ruoliu, then Ning Yonglin would definitely fight for his life!

"Miss Ning, thank you, this time I owe you a favor, in the future you will be able to use me, Duan Feng, I have nothing to say!" Duan Feng said to Ning Ruoliu.

Hearing Duan Feng calling her Miss Ning, Ning Ruo Liu's heart immediately dimmed after hearing Duan Feng's words, but she said calmly: "It's nothing, I just happened to be!"

"In any case, thank you this time!" Duan Feng looked at Ning Ruoliu with great respect and said.

If it wasn't for Ning Ruoliu, he wouldn't be able to guarantee that he would be able to find Lin Yiru, or as Yang Jianchen said, the Yang family would become Duan Feng's nightmare for the rest of his life.

If Duan Feng knew, Huangfuzhe would have guessed that Ning Ruoliu might be buried in the ground, and he was just waiting for Ning Ruoliu to come to find Lin Yiru;

At this moment, a strange voice came over: "Hey, Young Master Duan has found his own woman. Now the eldest wife, the younger wife, the big lover, and the little lover are all gathered together. You should stop messing around in the capital, right?" ?”

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