"I've heard Miss Ji say that your alcohol consumption is not very good. Seeing that she was only drinking, Aine whispered a reminder.

Feng Ling lightly hooked his lips: "A glass of red wine for yourself, it doesn't matter, if you have more, you will definitely not drink it again." ”

Feng Ling has been in the UK for a year, and he has always been very measured, he can't say that he doesn't drink a drop of alcohol, but at least he has never drunk too much, even on some business negotiation occasions, even when he has to drink and accompany him, he has always remembered his amount of alcohol, and he has never let himself lose his temper.

People say that the more sober they are, the more they can't immerse themselves in their sensory world, Feng Ling was knocked by fate to the point that she had to be too sober, and she came to the UK in this state, so she must keep herself on the edge of reason all the time, and she can't slack off at all.

It was quiet on the rooftop, Feng Ling didn't say much, and the whole time was just Ain talking about some topics that he had seen and driven from time to time.

Feng Ling was occasionally silent and occasionally smiled politely, but it was obviously just polite and perfunctory.

She didn't like him.

The dislike is obvious.

Ain finally put down the utensils in his hand: "If it doesn't suit your taste, take you to eat somewhere else?"

"No, I'm just not hungry. Feng Ling said softly: "Mr. Ain, I am a person who is about to leave the UK, and if there is no necessary reason, there should be no more opportunities to come here in the future, let's stop at the point, I don't want to affect my current peaceful and stable life." ”

Ain knew that no matter whether it was hard or soft, it couldn't shake her, and he smiled: "Okay, then this meal should be a farewell for you, I wish you a smooth journey back to the United States, and I wish you a bright future in the future." ”

Feng Ling smiled: "Don't dare to be, a beginner in the business world like me, it's just a blessing to be able to negotiate a few orders occasionally, in this kind of circle, it's good to be able to leave a whole corpse, how dare you think about what a bright future." ”

But having said that, she picked up the glass and touched it with him, and drank the last sip of red wine in the glass.

Probably because Mr. Ain really didn't mention anything about wanting to pursue her, but purely from the perspective of a friend, he was concerned about the various issues that she would take over the family business after returning to the United States and returning to Feng's family in the future, and from time to time she mentioned a few important things that needed attention, Feng Ling's mood also relaxed a lot, picked up the tableware and began to eat, talking and laughing with him while eating, and the atmosphere was much more harmonious.

After chatting like this for a while, Ain looked at Feng Ling's smiling face: "I've known you for so long, and it's the first time I've seen you smile at me." ”

"Really?" The smile on Feng Ling's face did not converge, and he naturally hooked his lips again: "Xiaoba often complains that I don't like to laugh, saying that I am not affinity enough, it seems to be true." ”

"It doesn't matter, there are also advantages to not laughing, at least you go back to take charge of your family business at a young age, and those old fritters in the company will know at a glance that you are not a girl to mess with, and you can't easily see through your mind from your expression, which is also a good thing for you. ”

Feng Ling only smiled lightly again, did not answer, and was about to use a fork to fork a piece of broccoli on the plate in front of her, but suddenly there was a faint pain in the back of her neck, she instinctively "sizzled" in a slightly relaxed environment, raised her hand and touched the position of the neck behind the neckline.

"What's wrong?" Ain saw her movements.

"Ah, it's fine. Feng Ling put down his hand, directly forked a piece of broccoli and put it on the plate in front of him: "When I was looking for something in the company's database yesterday afternoon, I was scratched by the lamp stand next to the data cabinet, but it was just a skin injury, and it was fine in two days. ”

Hearing this, Aine got up directly, walked over and didn't wait for Feng Ling to react, stepped forward and pulled her neckline back, and sure enough, she saw that there was a wound about two or three centimeters long at the back of her neck connected to the carotid artery, which was indeed not too serious, but obviously there was a lot of blood when she was scratched, and she didn't disinfect the wound, it is estimated that she simply washed it with water, and she didn't tell anyone that she had an injury here, and there was already some redness and swelling near the wound.

He frowned: "What a good girl, every time you get a little injured, she says it's okay in a light tone, saying that it's just a skin injury, could it be that you have suffered a more serious injury?

Feng Ling was a little uncomfortable because he was being looked at his neck by a man so closely, and he shrank his neck slightly and was about to avoid it, but Aine raised his hand and pressed her head: "Don't move, I'll take a look." ”

Feng Ling: "It's okay, it will scab over in two days, don't be so ......"

As a result, Aine pressed her head with one hand to prevent her from moving, picked up the mobile phone with the other hand and dialed a number directly, and said into the phone: "Send a medical kit, you need medical disinfectant cotton and some medicine to treat simple trauma, yes, send it now." ”

After the words fell, he put down his phone, continued to lift Feng Ling's collar, and looked at her snow-white neck with only a small wound: "Don't move yet, I'll help you disinfect it later." ”

"Not really. Feng Ling was about to get up directly, but he was pressed on the shoulder.

Aine was originally a strong man, and seeing that she was injured at this time, it was unlikely that she would easily get up and leave, the two of them went back and forth like this, and they didn't know when they were getting closer, when Feng Ling turned his eyes to look at him, Aine had just lowered his head to say something to her, but his breath was close in an instant, and she almost hit his lips.

The man in front of him had deep eyes, looked at her face, looked at her lips, and was about to kiss her directly in this posture of holding her head.

Suddenly, there was a huge wind sound from nowhere above the rooftop, the wind speed was so fast that it was a little unusual, and the tablecloth on the side of the table was fluttering, Feng Ling also had a very good ear feeling that this sound was somewhat familiar, like the sound of some kind of large helicopter propeller, she slammed Ain away a certain distance, and in a blink of an eye, she saw a black helicopter flying over, hovering more than ten meters above the rooftop for a minute, and then landed on the rooftop.

When it landed, the roses covered on the roof were swept aside by the wind and scattered all around, all over the ground.

Aine looked back and saw the helicopter that had suddenly landed on the roof of the building, and his eyebrows froze.

Feng Ling was also when he saw the xi logo on the helicopter, his eyes did not change, the door of the cabin opened at this moment, Li Nanheng's tall figure walked out, stepping on the roses on the ground that were about to be crushed by the wind, looking at the men and women who were almost hugging each other, his cold eyes swept the candles and red wine on the table, and his eyes were instantly frozen three feet cold-~ I want to talk about "Mo Shao, is it enough to kiss" with more like-minded people, WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~