Shangguan Rui glanced at her and smiled faintly, "Mrs. Feng, offended me."
"Mr. Shangguan! Put down the gun!" Sikong Lingge scolded angrily.
This bastard!
Did he figure out the situation at the scene?
There were so many political and business celebrities and media reporters present... He even pointed a gun at Mrs. Feng's head!
Are you afraid that things will not make a big deal?!
"Talk alone?" Shangguan Rui curled his lips and his attitude was frivolous.
Sikong Lingge, "Mr. Shangguan, you recognize the wrong person. I am not the person you are looking for, there is nothing to talk about!"
Shangguan Rui's eyes turned cold, "It seems that this hostage is useless."
While speaking, Shangguan Rui changed his target.
Everyone felt that their eyes flashed. Before they could understand what was going on, the barrel of the gun in Shangguan Rui's hand had already pressed against Feng Liye's head.
"Is it more convincing to be a hostage for Young Master Feng?
"..." Sikong Lingge bit his lip, "What the hell do you want to do?"
"Didn't I just say the purpose?"
"You--" Sikong Lingge clenched his fists hard, so angry that he was extremely angry.
This bastard must have recognized himself.
Otherwise, he would not insist on talking alone.
Now this is the case...
Sikong Lingge thought, why don’t he talk to Shangguan Rui so that he can’t get overwhelmed here?
The next second, she denied her thoughts again.
no!
If Shangguan Rui knew that he was Sikong Lingge, he would never agree to her and Feng Liye to continue the wedding.
If that were the case, all her previous efforts would be in vain.
so……
Sikong Lingge closed his eyes, took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and opened it again, "Mr. Shangguan, I really don't know you, there is no need to be alone-"
"Is it necessary to talk alone? I have the final say." Shangguan Rui interrupted lazily, with sharp eyes in his eyes. "Talk alone? Or do you want to shoot a hole in your dear groom, Mr. Feng, and choose one.
”
Shangguan Rui particularly emphasized the words "Dear Groom-Foreign Master Feng", which shows that he is not joking-
If Sikong Lingge dares not to obey, he will not care about how many people there are at the scene, and how prominent the identities of those people are...
"Mr. Shangguan, this is the Feng family!" Sikong Lingge frowned.
She didn't believe it. Shangguan Rui dared to shoot in front of so many people.
Shangguan Rui saw through Sikong Lingge's thoughts at a glance and snorted coldly, "Young Master Feng, I feel wronged."
Shangguan Rui said, and he was about to pull the trigger.
Sikong Lingge's chest tightened, and he no longer dared to take chances. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll talk to you."
"Ling-Xinyu..." Feng Liye frowned and tightened Sikong Lingge's hand.
hear……
It's her indeed!
Dead woman, he wanted to see when she could pretend to be.
Shangguan Rui closed his eyebrows and remained calm on his face. If he looked carefully, he would find that his black eyes were deep, and there was a faint fire leaping...
"So many people are here, I believe Mr. Shangguan won't really treat me." Sikong Lingge comfortedly shook Feng Liye's hand, "I'll talk to Mr. Shangguan and I'll be back soon."
As he said that, Sikong Lingge lifted up his skirt and walked to the side.
Shangguan Rui curled his lips coldly, put away his gun, and followed.
The two of them walked forward one after another, in the eyes of everyone.
Suddenly, a slender arm emerged from the crowd, blocking their way—
It's Fang Yiren.
"If you want to talk, there must be a third person present." Fang Yiren said coldly, his eyes glancing back and forth on Shangguan Rui and Sikong Lingge-