"Leng October...are you angry that I took away your power? Don't look at your identity!"
Leng Yanran scolded her sternly. She slapped the table and the conference room suddenly sounded like thunder.
Leng Yueyue squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at the smiling face that was red with anger, with an angry and pretty face.
Quan? Ha... Leng Yueyu sneered in his heart, but his eyes were dismissive..
He straightened his waist and stepped out of the conference room door coldly...
"You are just a servant of my family. Do you think that Emperor Shan Gao has forgotten his identity?"
For the first time, those sharp words peeled off the disguise in Leng October's heart layer by layer. Servant? Identity? Haha... He never thought that he was the young master of the Leng family.
"I don't dare. The task given to me by the master is to compete for the first place in the club league. Since the lady has such ability, then the subordinate thinks that he is not capable enough and cannot complete the task, so he will apologize to the master. There is no need for the miss to remind the subordinate of his identity.
I don’t think I am the young master of the Leng family.”
Leng Shiyue didn't look back, and his cold voice echoed in the conference room.
For the first time, Leng October refuted Leng Yanran's words.
For the first time, Leng Yueyue stopped singing and tucking. This was not a place that restricted his flight. He took this step and started... Leng's house... was no longer Leng Yueyue's home.
Leng Yanran was so angry that she was shaking all over. She slapped the table... "You bastard, your wings have grown hard, haven't you?"
Everyone looked at each other, surprised... It turns out that the young master of the Leng family is not as good as the young lady of the Leng family? So what is Leng October's status in the Leng family?
"Your sister, what kind of plane are you planning? You've been missing for a few days, and I'm almost exhausted!"
Oscar Dinno's nagging words couldn't be stopped once he started speaking. He was like a machine gun, crackling and complaining a lot.
"Let them come back. The Hyokui Society has changed hands!"
Leng Yueyue said calmly to the phone, looking at the clouds in the sky, the consequences of this declaration of war must be borne tonight, and I don't know if I can survive tonight.
Oscar Ding Nuo stared at the phone, his handsome face twisted... Damn... I haven't finished talking yet!! What does it mean to be cold in October?
"Master...I'm sorry!"
Leng Xuan followed Leng Yuyue out, he whispered... as if apologizing, the silence just now...
Leng Yueyue raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Xuan. Everyone couldn't help themselves, couldn't they?
"Well..."
Leng Shiyue held her chest, her face turned pale... The sun wasn't shining on her, but she suddenly felt dazzling... Her eyes were dizzy...
"Master!!"
Leng Xuan held Leng Yuyue's hand, but Leng Yuyue suddenly pushed it away...
She stumbled and clutched her chest...
"Ahh——"
The pain was severe, as if the soul was being torn apart. Leng Shiyue bit his lip... It was really unbearable, and he screamed in pain...
Then she ran away immediately. At this moment, she was in an awkward shape. Her clothes were messy, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were bloodshot...
My heart beats faster, as if it's about to jump out of my chest. I feel like my blood vessels are expanding rapidly.
Leng Yueyue put on an ugly smile, not expecting revenge to come so soon.
Leng October was confused and didn't know where she was. She had lost her judgment... curled up on the ground, her clothes were soaked... The ends of her hair were soaked with sweat, and her whole body ached...
Leng October was in the dark... She felt torn apart, as if her internal organs were pulling the cart, and her soul was peeling off...
"It hurts...it hurts so much..."
Frowning tightly, Leng Shiyue's delicate face seemed to be lifeless...