"Why do they say she is Yanyan? Aren't you Yuqing?" Wang Xueyi turned her head, her hand still holding Ling Yanyan's wrist tightly.
Ling Yanyan looked at her, stretched out her other hand and stroked her messy hair, "I am Ling Yanyan."
Wang Xueyi's smiling face suddenly froze, "Ling Yanyan?! You are the bitch who stole Zhi Ming! You are a bitch!" The hand that originally held her wrist let go, but began to pull Ling Yanyan's hand.
Long hair.
"No! Yuqing!" Shen Yushu stepped forward, but Wang Xueyi seemed to have gone crazy, pulling up Ling Yanyan and running into a tall building.
By chance, Chen Feng also caught up, holding the crying Sissi in his arms.
"Xue Yi!" Chen Feng put down Qian Qian, handed it to Shen Yushu, and ran into the building.
While coaxing Qian Qian, Shen Yushu took out her mobile phone and dialed Feng Zhiming's mobile phone. However, she was never picked up. She smiled bitterly. He shouldn't answer her call now, right? Just thinking,
The cell phone was picked up.
"Mrs. Mo, the president is in a meeting." Li Rui's voice came in a low voice.
"Something happened to Yanyan." Shen Yushu said anxiously.
Then, the phone was handed into Feng Zhiming's hand, "What's going on?"
Shen Yushu told Feng Zhiming what happened, but Feng Zhiming's face on the other end of the phone became increasingly ugly, and he stood up and walked out of the conference room.
Li Rui seemed to understand, "Today's meeting will end here." Then he also walked out of the conference room.
On the rooftop of the top floor, Wang Xueyi was still holding Ling Yanyan tightly, "Wang Xueyi, please let me go!" Ling Yanyan's wrist hurt from her grip.
"Why should I let you go? You took away my inscription! You took away my inscription!" Wang Xueyi pushed hard, pushing Ling Yanyan away, and her back hit the railing hard.
Wang Xueyi pinched Ling Yanyan's white neck tightly, "Those who take away the Ming will have no choice but to die!"
Ling Yanyan stretched out her hand to pull her away, but she pinched her tighter.
"Xueyi, let her go quickly." As soon as Chen Feng walked onto the rooftop, he saw Wang Xueyi holding Ling Yanyan tightly and standing on the edge of the rooftop.
"No! She's going to die! Or, I'll die with her!" Wang Xueyi looked at Ling Yanyan's increasingly pale face, with a faint smile on her lips.
Shen Yushu also came up with Sissi in her arms. As soon as Sissi got off Shen Yushu's arms, she ran over crying.
Feng Zhiming and Li Rui also reached the top floor of the rooftop as quickly as possible.
When he saw Ling Yanyan's increasingly pale face, Feng Zhiming's face darkened, "Let go of Yanyan!" As he said this, he wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Chen Feng.
"Let me go! She has been a little confused since last night and doesn't know what she is doing." Chen Feng said helplessly.
Chen Feng walked over step by step, "Xue Yi, you and I! And Qian Qian!" He talked to her and persuaded her.
Wang Xueyi's hand on Ling Yanyan's neck relaxed and she wanted to pick up the crying Qianqian. Chen Feng pushed Ling Yanyan away and said, "Quickly go!"
"No! You can't leave!" Wang Xueyi seemed to have come back to her senses, turned around and held Ling Yanyan tightly. No matter how hard Chen Feng pulled her, she couldn't pull her away.
Feng Zhiming strode forward, with only one step left. Wang Xueyi shook her hand hard, and Ling Yanyan fell to the ground. Chen Feng suddenly lost his balance and hit the railing heavily, but the railing suddenly fell down, and his whole body
It fell together with the railing.
Feng Zhiming wanted to reach out and catch him, but he was still a step too late. Chen Feng had already fallen heavily from the thirty-story building.
"No!!" Wang Xueyi was lying on the railing on the other side, shouting loudly. Her tears could no longer stop sliding down her face, and her whole body fell to the ground.
Feng Zhiming helped Ling Yanyan up and asked, "Yanyan, are you injured anywhere?" He looked at her slender arms with a large amount of scratches.
Ling Yanyan also seemed to be frightened, she just shook her head and did not speak.
Feng Zhiming picked her up and said, "Li Rui, take care of this place." Then he strode away.
Sitting in the office, Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan's slightly trembling body tightly, and kept stroking her back with his big hands.
The secretary brought a cup of hot tea, and Feng Zhiming handed it over, "Here, drink some water."
Ling Yanyan shook her head, "No! He's dead, he's dead..." she murmured, "He died because he saved me."
"No! This is none of your business." Feng Zhiming comforted her, "This was an accident."
Ling Yanyan finally fell asleep in his arms, but he could tell that she was still very uneasy, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and her little hands were tightly grasping the corner of his shirt.
He carried her into the lounge and asked her to lie down. Just as he moved, Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and said, "Zhi Ming, don't leave."
"I won't leave." Feng Zhiming lay down next to her, letting her lean comfortably in his arms.
He stroked her face gently with his hand. If he had known that something like this would happen, he would rather have her accompany him in the conference room than let her leave the company alone.
The night gradually darkened, and the dim moonlight entered the room. Feng Zhiming got out of bed and walked out of the lounge. Li Rui was already waiting in the office.
"How's it going?" Feng Zhiming asked calmly.
"She has a mental problem and has been transferred to a mental hospital. Chen Feng's funeral arrangements are already being taken care of. Sissi was taken away by Mrs. Mo." Li Rui said calmly.
Feng Zhiming nodded, "I understand, please handle the matter well!"
At this time, the door to the lounge was opened, and Ling Yanyan was standing by the door. "Why are you up?" Feng Zhiming strode forward and walked to her side.
"Let's go home!" Ling Yanyan raised her head and looked at Feng Zhiming with watery eyes.
"Okay, let's go home." Feng Zhiming nodded in agreement, picked up the handbag she placed on the sofa, and handed the car key to Li Rui, "Go and drive."
After Li Rui left the office, Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan and walked out of the office.
In the back seat of the car, Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan tightly, but she just leaned against him in silence.
The black Mercedes-Benz parked in front of the villa on the beach. Ling Yanyan looked at the white in her eyes through the car window, opened the door, and the two got out of the car together, before Li Rui drove away.
"Let's go! Let's go in." Feng Zhiming put his arm around her waist, opened the door, and turned on the crystal chandelier. The whole room was filled with warmth.
"Do we live here?" Ling Yanyan leaned in his arms and asked softly.
"You can live wherever you want." Feng Zhiming hugged her and sat down on the sofa.
Ling Yanyan's slender arms wrapped around his waist, "Can I go see Wang Xueyi tomorrow?"
Now that Wang Xueyi is like this, how can she bear it? Love can only be when two people are in love with each other, but loving in the wrong way will not only hurt others, but also hurt yourself.
"Do you want to see her?" Feng Zhiming's voice rose slightly.
Ling Yanyan nodded.
"We'll talk tomorrow." Feng Zhiming didn't give her a definite answer. He just took out the medical kit in the cabinet and started to help her deal with the scratches on her arms.
****** Dear friends, I'm sorry, I originally planned to update another chapter today, but I have to go out for something tonight and there is no internet, so I can only update it tomorrow~~ I will have something sweet tomorrow~~