Half an hour later, Yan Song and his son paid for their expenses in the hospital during this period, apologized to Tang Qingqian, and paid Qin Feng one million for medicine before escaping in panic.
The silver rose cut off their desire for revenge.
If the force shown by Qin Feng was just for them to take orally.
Then the silver rose represents that behind Qin Feng, Wen Lan is his most loyal ally.
What's more, they set up a trap to slander Tang Qingqian. If Wen Lan investigates this matter in detail, even if they have a hundred heads, it won't be enough.
As for Yan Zihao, he had already left quietly when Qin Feng scalded Yan Song with boiling water to wake him up.
Returning to Qingqian's villa, Tang Qingqian closed the door behind her back, sat on the sofa and looked at Qin Feng who was walking over: "Thank you today."
Qin Feng was stunned: "Why are you thanking me?"
"Thank me for rescuing you?"
He waved his hand: "That's not necessary. I gave you the medicine. If it kills someone, I will inevitably bear the responsibility."
"It's even more impossible for me to watch Yan Zihao slander you so blatantly."
"He runs fast. If he ran any slower, I would break his legs too."
"You hit him?"
Tang Qing gave him a blank look, but then asked: "What did you bring out at that time to make Yan Song so jealous of you?"
"In my impression, Yan Song is not a kind person. He owns dozens of clubs and bars, and has done a lot of trafficking in women from good families."
"He ranks third among the five tigers of the Yan family."
"There aren't many things that scare him."
Tang Qingqian picked up the chocolate on the table and quietly glanced at Qin Feng when he put it in his mouth.
She had never expressed any hope for Qin Feng, and her previous breakup with Yan Zihao about marrying Qin Feng was just out of anger.
But Qin Feng brought her surprises again and again, making her want to delve deeper into what secrets this man had hidden.
"Maybe I have a sense of righteousness."
Qin Feng also picked up a piece and put it in his mouth: "Old foxes like Yan Song have done too many bad things, and they are a little scared when they see an upright person like me..."
"Can you be more serious?"
Tang Qingqian rolled her beautiful eyes at him and saw a white light flashing across Qin Feng's chest.
She suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the white light directly in her palm.
"Sister Tang..." Qin Feng said hurriedly.
"Silver Rose?"
Tang Qingqian's beautiful eyes flickered, staring at the silver brooch in her palm.
"No wonder Yan Song is so afraid of you. It turns out that Wen Lan even gave you this."
Tang Qingqian sneered: "It seems that the relationship between you and Wen Lan is developing well. When will we confirm the relationship, will you also treat me to a drink?"
Her eyes exuded coldness, and her red lips outlined a hint of teasing.
Qin Feng's face was stiff: "Sister, please don't misunderstand, this is just what Sister Lan gave me..."
"I confiscated the item and you are not allowed to wear it again."
Tang Qingqian clenched her palms and stared at Qin Feng coldly: "If you let me know that you and Wen Lan are together again, you will never be allowed to enter this house."
"besides."
She pursed her red lips and said, "Don't be secretive when making medicine in the future. I have cleared out a utility room in the backyard and bought some kitchen utensils. If you want to make medicine in the future, just go there."
Qin Feng was slightly surprised, then smiled and said, "Thank you, senior sister."
At this moment, Tang Qingqian picked up another piece of chocolate and put it into his mouth. Qin Feng's eyes were startled.
There was still half of the chocolate in his mouth, but Tang Qingqian had already finished one.
Not long after, Tang Qingqian took another piece of chocolate, slightly opened her red lips and stuffed it into her mouth.
Qin Feng felt the small piece of chocolate left in his mouth. His burned fingertips seemed to recall the soft touch, and his heart beat violently.
"What are you looking at?"
She glanced at him with her beautiful eyes: "I've been hungry all day, what's wrong with eating two pieces of chocolate?"
Qin Feng's face turned red and he shook his head hastily: "I'll cook for senior sister, you eat slowly..."
He felt guilty for being unfaithful and slipped into the kitchen like a rabbit.
The night was as cool as water, and a burgundy Mercedes-Benz Maybach was driving on the main road in Nandu.
Wen Lan, wearing a long red dress, leaned on the seat, her narrow and charming eyes slightly tilted, staring at the dim night scene outside the window.
In her ears was Li Mi's rather smiling voice:
"Then Yan Song was lying on the hospital bed and pretending to be dead, but no one expected that Qin Feng actually poured a pot of boiling water on his face."
"I heard that Yan Song had never screamed so violently. The man in his fifties was lying on the ground rolling and begging for mercy."
"It's a pity that I didn't record this scene with my mobile phone. Otherwise, when he shows off his power in the boardroom next time, this video will be played on the big screen."
"Let's see if he has the nerve to stay."
Wen Lan's red lips outlined an imperceptible smile.
"However, Qin Feng is indeed a very nice person, capable, but not arrogant or impetuous, and he is also very kind at heart. With him guarding the eldest lady, Mr. Lan can deal with the next thing with peace of mind..."
Li Mi spoke and glanced at the rearview mirror.
Suddenly, he noticed Wen Lan's faint gaze.
Her face tightened: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lan, I..."
"Where is Yan Song now?" Wen Lan asked lightly.
"In the group building, I said that I would wait for you to come back and apologize to you in person." Li Mi pursed her lips and said.
"I won't go back now." Wen Lan's voice was full of magnetism.
"Where to go?"
Wen Lan looked out the window lightly: "Qingqian Villa."