That soft temperament, that beautiful figure, that bright yellow exquisite cheongsam, that familiar nickname... all of them reminded him of that period deep in his memory, what he least wanted to be known by everyone, what he was most proud of.
Shameful, the most unbearable past!
"Someone, come quickly!"
Fear, fear exaggerated by death, sublimated and bloomed in his eyes and heart!
Quan Leng tightly grasped the gem at the top of his cane, letting the sharp edges of the gem rub against his rough palm. His other hand subconsciously touched his waist. There was a small bulge there, which a discerning person could see at a glance.
You know, there should be a gun placed there, and his action indicated that he wanted to draw the gun.
The person in charge of security heard his cry for help, how could he dare to delay?
Dare to rush forward and ask the woman standing on one side of the cake tower to leave.
"Madam, please leave!"
The tall security personnel are dressed in black, wearing headphones and sunglasses. From a distance, they really look like men in black. Unfortunately, most of them are just hired men.
Security personnel, instead of the people who followed Quan Leng to conquer the country in the past. Those people may have turned into scapegoats due to his greedy desires, or they have left him because they are increasingly alienated, right?
In this way, these security personnel will naturally not know what Quan Leng's nature is like.
They were just conscientious and fulfilled the orders of their employers. At the same time, because they were concerned about the people present, when they stepped forward to ask the woman in bright yellow to leave, their tone was tough but extremely polite.
Because they know that those who can enter the venue are the ones they can't afford to offend.
But this behavior obviously failed to scare the woman.
It was as if she couldn't hear the noisy discussions around her. She was so calm that she couldn't see Quan Leng's resistance at all. All she could see in her heart, eyes and ears was the lover in front of her. She still smiled and moved closer to him.
, stretched out her hand towards him, as if wanting to touch his face.
He was still murmuring softly, calling out the nickname that made Quan Leng's hair stand on end.
"Brother Leng, Brother Leng..."
"I miss you so much!"
"Over the years, I have always wanted to come back and see you."
"You know, things are getting better down there! Didn't you agree that you would come to accompany me? Why haven't you come for so long?"
Brother Leng, Brother Leng——
The soft and waxy tone is mixed with a slight sigh of boudoir sorrow and resentment. This touching and heartwarming soft words of Wu Nong add a touch of horror.
The snow-white and delicate hands gradually came closer.
Quan Leng seemed to feel an extremely cold meaning spreading in his heart.
He saw it, saw his married wife, saw her eyes full of resentment and a little nostalgia, saw the blood-red hands when she left him, saw...
He shivered suddenly, remembering that day.
His first wife, who also wore such a bright cheongsam, also called him "Brother Leng, Brother Leng".
He even remembered that she reached out to him, touched his cheek, and said goodbye to him.
That shrill voice, soaked with endless hatred, swept through his brain——
"No!"
Quan Leng ferociously used his cane to knock down the woman's hand that was almost touching his cheek.
He turned around and yelled at the security personnel who quickly stood in front of him to protect him: "Are you deaf? Did I ask you to ask her to leave?! I told her to get out! Quick, go drag her out for me.
, Throw it out! No matter what method is used, I just want her to disappear——"
