Before, whether it was threatening Sikong Lingge or Fang Yiren's infiltrating into the Shangguan family... everything went very smoothly.
Mrs. Feng naturally thought that there was nothing to be afraid of in the Liehuo Group.
However, the scene at the gate completely overturned Mrs. Feng’s inner thoughts.
Only then did Mrs. Feng suddenly understand what kind of person she was involved in—
Shangguan Che didn't say a word, but the media reporters were afraid that he would ruin all the photos and records...
It didn't sound, and it was useless to provoke the reporter's legs...
Having seen these, how dare Mrs. Feng have any idea of plotting against the Liehuo Group?
Now, she just asked Fang Yiren not to cause trouble and hand over the antidote obediently.
Don’t offend Sikong Lingge, let Shangguan Zhixing relieve his anger, and promise to take surgery on Feng Liye...
For the rest, Mrs. Feng no longer dares to think about it.
"Let go! I don't want to rest! Sikong Lingge, a naughty woman, don't leave if you have sex. Today's account, I must make sure to calculate with you... Aunt... Don't pull me, I'm going to kill me.
she--"
Sikong Lingge stood at the entrance of the stairs, watching Fang Yiren being pulled away by Mrs. Feng, with no expression on her face.
He frowned and asked the servant beside him, "Where is my room?"
It turned out that room was covered with blood from Fang Yiren, so I definitely couldn't live there.
"Sister Sikong, this..." The servant hesitated: they had never thought that Sikong Lingge would return, so they did not prepare a room for her.
Just as he was stiff and didn't know what to do, Mrs. Feng came back and scolded the servant with a dark face, "What are you doing while standing there? Why don't you go and clean up a guest room and come out for the Sikong Host?!"
"Yes!" The servant took the order and hurriedly ran to clean up.
Mrs. Feng turned around and when she faced Sikong Lingge, she had already changed into another expression and smiled, "Lingge, run around, you must be very tired. You can sit down first, have a cup of tea, and eat some
Dim sum, wait until the servant has packed the guest room before going to rest.”
Sikong Lingge pursed his lips and said nothing, raised his eyes, looked at Mrs. Feng lightly, walked over and sat down.
It’s not that Sikong Lingge is rude, but—
Mrs. Feng’s hypocritical face makes people feel disgusted.
Sikong Lingge had no choice but to talk to a man wearing a mask.
Sikong Lingge has tried his best to imagine Mrs. Feng’s behavior as everything is for Li Ye.