When Zhi Xing was taken to Leng Yiran's study by the maid, she was very angry. She stayed here to surrender, to avoid Master Jie, and to cultivate herself and maybe realize some truth!
Only not for him!
"Did you write Shanka's love letter for her?" He sat on the leather chair, his handsome face bathed in the golden sunlight, giving off a dazzling halo. His hands were crossed and resting on his lap.
, as leisurely as waiting for the other person to pray.
Zhi Xing slapped his hands on the table, leaned his upper body forward, and looked closer to him, "That's right."
He raised his cold eyes to face her provocation. He pursed the corners of his mouth and leaned forward, away from the charming circle of Du Jin, "You wish I would marry another woman right away, don't you?"
His eyes became deep and dark.
Zhixing stood up straight and distanced herself from him, "Shanka is a nice girl."
"Pah!" This time it was Leng Yiran's turn to stand up. He stretched out his hand and directly grabbed her neck, pulling her close to him forcefully. "You really want me to leave you? Do you want me to let you go?"
Zhi Xing struggled for a few times, and his five fingers grasped her neck tightly like iron pliers, "Leng Yi is the same, stop fooling yourself, we are impossible! If I say it a hundred times, you will
If you believe it, then I’ll say it now! It’s impossible for us, it’s impossible, it’s impossible…”
"Shut up!" Leng Yiran roared angrily, veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes were blood red, "Tao Zhixing, just give up on this idea! I will never let you go! In this life, you will
You can only stay by my side! If you want me to let you go, unless I die, do you hear me clearly, unless I die!!"
Zhi Xing sneered and pushed his hand away suddenly, "You also heard me clearly! You want me to stay by your side unless I die!"
Leng Yiran calmed down, looked at her, and smiled sinisterly, "Okay, let's see who of us survives longer."
Just then, a knock on the door broke the deadlock.
Mi Zun pushed the door open and came in. He glanced at Zhi Xing coldly. Leng Yiran waved his hand and called for the bodyguard, "Send her back to the room. No one is allowed to approach her without my order!"
"Yes, boss!"
Zhi Xing was extremely angry, "Leng Yiran, don't go too far! You made me angry and set your nest on fire!"
Leng Yiran raised his eyebrows, turned sideways, and gave her only half of his handsome profile, "As you like."
"you……"
Zhixing glared at him hatefully, turned around and left.
Mi Zun approached Leng Yizu and said seriously, "The general wants someone."
Leng Yiran narrowed his eyes and said, "Send someone to send her away immediately."
"But if the general blames you, it will be difficult for you to excuse yourself!"
Leng Yiran's eyes were shrouded in coldness, "I can't care about that much now."
Mi Zun took another two steps forward, his blue eyes full of murderous intent, "Nearly 60% of the old guys in the mafia are the general's people. Boss, as long as the general lives in this world, you can't get rid of him.
His manipulation and threats!”
His cold and ruthless words shocked Leng Yiran. He turned his head and narrowed his deep eyes, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know," Mi Zun said coldly without changing his expression, "From the day we followed the general, we were his chess piece! Back then, it was he who offended the Middle East and caused big trouble, so he asked you to do what he did.
The boss will carry it for him. He disappeared for two years, and after you finally settled the trouble there, he suddenly appeared and wanted to marry your granddaughter to you... What is the general's idea? Boss, you know better than me!"
"That's enough," Leng Yiran scolded quietly, looking out the window, his eyes so deep that it was impossible to see to the bottom.
He has carried too many, too heavy things, and he has learned how to suppress them and how to endure them.
Mi Zun did not intend to give up, and the determination in his eyes was so cold and terrifying.
"Boss, don't you hate drug trafficking? Don't you want to reorganize the mafia? Don't you want to defeat the Ghost Sect? As long as the general is here, you can't realize these wishes! And, the most important thing is... …You can’t be with Tao Zhixing!”
The last sentence, the cold in the middle is also the fatal point.
The crease between his eyebrows was as deep as a ditch, and his slightly cold eyes were locked with anger, and there were small waves that foreshadowed an imminent outbreak. He pursed his thin lips, unwilling to speak. It seemed that as long as he opened his mouth, he would be blocked at the sight of blood.
Mi Zun lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Boss, just leave this matter to me."
After a long while, he couldn't wait for Leng Yiran's reply.
Just when he thought his boss had acquiesced, Leng Yiran spoke.
"In our circle, you can deny your relatives and you can be cruel and ruthless. However, in this life, I will never forget two people. One is Tao Weicheng, and the other is the general."
The former caused the death of his family and watched his father jump from a building. From then on, he fell into a terrible nightmare and was unable to extricate himself. The latter was the one who pulled him out of this nightmare and devoted himself to training him to become the godfather of the mafia today. .
It is true that the general had his own selfishness and ruthlessness. However, for Leng Yiran at that time, what he provided to him was a way of survival and a way out.
Mi Zun knew what he was thinking. He shook his head in disapproval. Although this seemingly indifferent man had blood on his hands, he always treated the people he cared about with an inclusive heart. In the end, What he was given in return was endless pain.
"Boss, you have too many things to worry about! If you don't kill him today, he will kill you tomorrow."
Leng Yiran tugged at the corner of his lips needlessly, his eyes became farther and farther away, and he said softly, "After my father's company went bankrupt, our family was chased by creditors. Later, my mother sent me, who was only eleven years old, to a foreign country. I went to seek refuge with distant relatives. Do you know what kind of life I lived? They didn’t let me go to school, didn’t let me eat, and only asked me to do housework. The money my mother sent me every month was That family used it to buy game consoles and TV sets for their son... I couldn't bear it, so I ran out of their house and wandered outside, surviving by selling marijuana for those drug dealers."
"Later, I became addicted to drugs." He lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and spit it out. "I was only thirteen years old at that time."
Mi Zun listened silently. This was the first time that he opened the scar to himself.