Cool beauty is a scheming fishing system

Feng Ling woke up from the dream and sat up abruptly.

He was sweating profusely, his fingers were trembling uncontrollably, and he was panting heavily.

The feeling of palpitations and oppression was hard to dissipate for a long time. He grabbed his heart with one hand and fumbled with the phone with the other.

His fingers trembled and he tried a few times before turning on the phone. He immediately wanted to call Shen Huai, but when it was 3:47 in the morning, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He gritted his teeth and moved his fingers to go to the Weibo hot search, and the hot search was calm.

Feng Ling was finally able to breathe normally. He wiped the sweat off his brow, took a while, and went to the bathroom with his phone.

When he got out of bed, he staggered and almost fell, and he paused for a while before he clutched his phone and went to the bathroom.

While washing his face, his hands were still trembling. He patted several fistfuls of cold water on his face, and raised his head while supporting the sink.

It was difficult for the person in the mirror to tell what expression was on his face. Horror, hostility, fear, and stupefaction mixed into a slightly distorted expression, with a layer of red at the end of his eyes.

Feng Ling stared at the red eyes, and thought of the scene in the dream where Shen Huai's eyes were covered with blood.

His eyes were even redder, and he gritted his teeth fiercely but couldn't stop his teeth from trembling.

He finally understood why Shen Qinghe was such a stubborn person, why would he change because of a dream.

A dream with a strong sense of reality, so real that it seems to have happened, can be so powerful.

Feng Ling didn't continue to sleep, he sat down in front of Shen Huai's desk.

There is a framed portrait of Shen Huai on the desk.

At first glance, it was made by Shen Huai's mother.

Shen Huai, who was in his teens, was sitting outside under the bony squirrel tree, smiling slightly.

The bright sunlight sprinkled on the pink flowers, and the golden pink leaked from the gaps between the flowers, falling on his immature and beautiful face, with a smile like a spring breeze.

Feng Ling held the picture frame tightly and rubbed his eyes.

Elderly people sleep less, Shen Qinghe got up when the sky was just dawn.

When he came back from a walk outside, he was surprised to find that Feng Ling was already awake.

"Professor Shen, excuse me, I'm leaving now."

"Let's go, who wants to keep you?"

Today Feng Ling was different from the rascal yesterday, he nodded to Shen Qinghe and walked out.

Shen Qinghe sensed his abnormality and looked back at him a little strangely.

It happened that Feng Ling also stopped and turned around.

The sky had just dawned, wrapped in a layer of fuzzy and damp water mist, and an unknown emotion settled between Feng Ling's eyebrows, hidden in the thick mist.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Professor Shen, you said yesterday that you dreamed that Shen Huai died, was it because of a car accident?"

Shen Qinghe was stunned for a moment, his face was not very good-looking, he didn't speak for a long time, just when Feng Ling thought he would not answer, he nodded.

Feng Ling's heart tightened, and he felt unexplainable, and he asked again: "What's the situation?"

Shen Qinghe didn't say anything more.

For the first time, Feng Ling understood this person he hated a little bit, let alone telling others, he didn't even want to think about it again.

"I'll go first, take care of yourself."

After Feng Ling got off the plane, he went directly to the company.

The company secretaries were startled when they saw him.

There is no such thing as weekends in the entertainment industry, but senior leaders have rest days. This is the first time Feng Ling has come to work overtime on weekends since joining the company, and his face is not good. The secretaries and assistants are all on guard.

Feng Ling asked He He: "How is Xu Junxian doing now?"

"Ah?" He He didn't understand why he said that suddenly, "I'll check it out for you right now."

Feng Ling said: "You can find out who Shen Huai offended after entering the circle."

He He responded and went.

It was lunch time when He He came to him with all the things that the secretary's office had sorted out.

"Mr. Shen joined Jingpo Entertainment in the second year after entering the circle. Because of that contract, the company hardly allowed him to participate in any entertainment, and the resources were also sent to him. There are few things to tear up resources, so there should be no offense. How many people, Xu Junxian counts as one, and Xia Yinghou is also a little unhappy, and the others are inevitable small frictions."

What Feng Ling was looking for was to seriously offend, so serious that he wanted Shen Huai to die.

It's ridiculous to say that he was actually haunted by a dream.

Dreaming that Shen Huai died in a car accident, she began to worry about Shen Huai's safety in reality.

The car seemed to be out of control, but he began to wonder if someone wanted to kill Shen Huai.

"Summer Shadow Queen..."

She dare not, her courage and ambition are there.

"You will give her more invitations to high-end banquets later, and help her marry into a wealthy family as soon as possible and become a rich wife in a deep house. Let her go and fight with wives and mistresses."

He He: "..."

He suspected that Feng Ling had quarreled with Shen Huai, otherwise it would be so strange to come to work on weekends for the first time.

Feng Ling asked again: "Where is Xu Junxian?"

He He said: "After that incident, he couldn't get along in the industry anymore. It is definitely impossible to get the resources of the previous level. The movies he was asked to make were all at the level of the big movies of NetLue."

"He couldn't lower his head, and went to act in a drama. He didn't act in a drama for less than a month. He went back to his hometown in S city to open an acting training institution, specializing in training students who are going to take the art exam."

Feng Ling: "You find someone to watch him."

He looked again at the materials He He had sorted out, put them in the drawer, and went to He Shanming instead.

He Shanming was not at home when he went, and the servant opened the door for him.

He sat at home for a while, and asked, "Where's Du Dongyun?"

"Madam went to live in another villa."

Feng Ling was silent for a while, then sneered.

When He Shanming came back, Feng Ling was eating alone, he was a little surprised and said, "Why are you here?"

"Let me see how you are now after you married your first love back home."

He Shanming: "..."

"I'm good to her. Even if we don't live together temporarily, she can live comfortably."

Feng Ling sneered again in front of him, and asked, "Where's He Qingyuan?"

"Him?" He Shanming said indifferently, "After he leaves the company, let's start a small business with his uncle."

Feng Ling put down his chopsticks and called the group cfo in front of He Shanming.

Jingpo's cfo position is his grandfather's person, and now everyone in the group knows that Jingpo will be passed on to Feng Ling in the future, so naturally he will accept whatever he says.

"He Qingyuan used his position and contacts in Jingpo to seek a lot of personal gain before. I think this matter needs to be investigated carefully. I will find someone to go to the group and ask Uncle Wang to help me to see if I can find something deeper. .”

He Shanming: "He's already like this, what else do you need to investigate?"

Feng Ling didn't hide anything from him, "I want to try to see if I can find out about a crime of embezzlement."

He Shanming frowned, "Why did you do this?"

Feng Ling: "For peace of mind."

Only by completely controlling these people can he feel at ease.

After doing this, he was finally able to eat with peace of mind.

Shen Huai woke up at eight o'clock in the morning, and received a message from Feng Ling.

Feng Ling: [I like you. ]

Shen Huai smiled and didn't think much about it. Ever since the two got together, Feng Ling often said such things to him.

He looks like a difficult person on the outside, aggressive and aggressive, but he actually has his own gentleness and is willing to express love.

During lunch, Shen Huai received the same message again.

Feng Ling: [I like you. ]

Shen Huai raised his eyebrows, and imitated him and sent a sentence.

Shen Huai: [I like you. ]

On the way back to the hotel at night, Feng Ling sent the same [I like you] again, Shen Huai now felt that there was something wrong with him.

In the past, it was not the case that there was no confession three times a day, but it would not be the exact same four words.

Shen Huai: [Why do you keep posting this sentence? ]

Feng Ling: [Just want to tell you. ]

Feng Ling: [Probably because I didn't have time to say it in my previous life. ]

Feng Ling: [Mr. Shen, if one day I hesitate to say anything to you, what I want to say must be this sentence, I like you. ]

Shen Huai froze for a moment.

He suddenly remembered that in his previous life, he had seen Feng Ling hesitate to speak many times.

In the car, during meals, in the office, on various occasions, by chance, when Shen Huai raised his eyes, he saw him looking at him, hesitant to speak.

The last time he saw Feng Ling in his previous life, he also showed such an expression. That time when Shen Huai finally asked, Feng Ling said something meaningless.

Thinking of this, after a long time, Shen Huai thought of the scene before rebirth.

It was that time after he met Feng Ling, at the gate of the company, he saw the young man in the car panicking and controlling the steering wheel for the last time. He should have yelled at him, but he didn't hear everything around him. He heard the sound of being hit by a car.

At the last second when he closed his eyes, what he was thinking was that he didn't know how Feng Ling would feel when he saw it.

Then, there was a lot of unwillingness and regret.

He blamed God for being so indifferent to him.

He managed to get rid of the suffocating family environment, thinking that he could finally have a free and colorful world, but fell into a deeper quagmire. When he ushered in a turning point again and was about to succeed, he unexpectedly got into a car accident.

As soon as this resentment was born, he opened his eyes and returned to the end of his first year in the entertainment industry.

At this time, he finally believed what his mother said, that he was a person favored by heaven.

Shen Huai was lost in memory, he didn't notice that the nanny car turned into a dark alley where no one could see.

The car door opened and closed quickly, and a person who should have been thousands of miles away appeared in the car.

Feng Ling had the suit he wore at work hanging on his arm, and his white shirt was rolled up to his elbows. It was rare to see a bit of tiredness on his face, but when he saw Shen Huai for the first time, he showed a bright and ostentatious look. laugh.

Shen Huai's heart suddenly felt hot, and he couldn't express the satisfaction of the soreness at that moment. He looked at him for a long time, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Come and tell Teacher Shen that I like you." Feng Ling smiled.

Shen Huai froze for a moment, then laughed.

Feng Ling walked up to him, and when he passed by A Tong, he pressed his head and told him to keep his head down while playing with his phone.

A-Tong: "..."

A-Tong just lowered his head and didn't look at them, and he didn't know what they did. He didn't hear Feng Ling's confession until 10 minutes later, and he didn't know how many times "I like you".

And Shen Huai's laughter.

Shen Huai touched his eyes, "Why do you look a little haggard, didn't you sleep in my bed last night?"

"No, I slept well." Feng Ling said.

He laughed and said, "I learned a lot from Mr. Shen's house last night."

"What harvest?"

"Staying in Teacher Shen's room for one night is the most obvious reward." Feng Ling expressed his unique feelings, "It's like sleeping with Teacher Shen when I was a child."

Shen Huai: "..."

Feng Ling said to him as if sharing a secret: "I also found that Professor Shen is a little different. He not only reads the materials I printed for him, but also puts them on the table in front of me."

"Also," Feng Ling said, "I not only told Professor Shen about my identity, but also got Aunt Zhang's approval."

Shen Huai lifted his long eyelashes and looked at him without blinking.

"Really, she must have recognized me, otherwise she wouldn't entrust me with a dream, telling me that I must love you, cherish you, and don't let you get hurt."

Shen Huai froze for a moment, "Really?"

Feng Ling nodded, "I promised my mother."

Aunt Zhang has become a mother, and this light sentence seems to have a heavy weight.

That night Shen Huai woke up with shortness of breath.

Feng Ling was holding his waist tightly, with such force that Shen Huai wondered if he was not asleep.

Except for the waist, Shen Huai was held in his arms from behind.

He was really uncomfortable, and subconsciously wanted to pat Feng Ling's arm to make him relax, but then thought of Feng Ling's tired look in the car, so he withdrew his hand.

Feng Ling hugged him so tightly that it took him a lot of effort to turn around.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and the bedroom was pitch black. After Shen Huai got used to it for a while, he could see a little bit of Feng Ling's face clearly.

Everything is unclear in the dark, except for one place that is extraordinarily bright.

Shen Huai stretched out his index finger and touched the end of Feng Ling's eyes. Feeling the wetness, his heart trembled.

The strength in her waist was still unbearable. In the quiet night, Shen Huai quietly looked at Feng Ling's face for a long, long time.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Ling slowly opened his eyes, and met Shen Huai's unusually moist eyes.

"Feng Ling."

"Ah."

"Let's get married." Shen Huai said.