Did Luo Qifeng really send her back to the Yin family? Aimer didn't speak, she was skeptical.

The car stopped in front of the Yin building, and Luo Qifeng got out of the car and opened the trunk.

With so much money, what does he want to do? Aimer also got out of the car, and she looked at the money in his hand, very puzzled.

Yin's Planning Department.

Lan Xia leaned back in her office chair, she rarely came to work so early, but today was different......

"Hahaha, it seems that even the sky is helping me!" Lan Xia smiled, and her father told her that the Lan Luo family had decided to marry, and she would soon become the rightful Mrs. Luo.

This is a great thing for her!

"Miss Lan, Ai Yimo is here, and ......" Outside the office, there was a voice of the secretary knocking on the door gently.

Aimer was released so soon? Lan Xia slowly hooked her lips and smiled viciously: "Let her in~~"

This woman who doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, how dare she send it to the door again and let her trample on it? Well, she's wondering if she didn't make enough trouble yesterday!

"But...... But ......"

Luo Qifeng and Ai Yimo appeared in the planning department together, didn't this make Lan Xia crazy? Fearing that he would suffer, the secretary left the planning department as quickly as possible.

"Do you dare to go back to the Yin family?" Lan Xia didn't raise her head, flipping through the magazine casually. "Some people, just cheap, pestered Luo Qifeng with a dead face, thinking that he would be interesting to you. Tut-tut, a slut like you, my old man who guards the door, I guess I won't even look at it~~"

Lan Xia stomped on Aimer, and she was stepping on Xing's head, she couldn't feel it at all, and the atmosphere in the office was getting colder and colder.

"Tell me, how much money did she steal from you?" With a lazy voice, Luo Qifeng's expression was very flat, maybe he controlled his expression very well, and no one could see what he was thinking at the moment.

Maybe it's funny, or maybe it's ...... In anger.

Is he going to step on her? Aimer pursed his lips. Lan Xia's words were so ugly that they couldn't hurt her in the slightest. However, Luo Qi's calm words were like a thorn, which sank into her heart, and it hurt so much to stab!

Why, exactly?

Lan Xia was stunned the moment she heard Luo Qifeng's voice, and she stood up with her hands on the desk, her face was ugly. "Pray for the Wind ......"

"How much?" This time, Luo Qifeng's voice was a little ruthless.

"I ......" gritted her teeth, Lan Xia panicked, why is "50,000 ......"? Why did Luo Qifeng ask her like this for Ai Yimer's sake?

Thinking about it, Lan Xia became angry, and she pounced on Aimer, tearing Aimer's clothes with one hand. At the same time, the kiss marks below Aimer's neck were exposed to Lan Xia in this way, which made Lan Xia even more crazy. "Slut...... You shameless, shameless! ”

"Crazy enough?" Suddenly clasped Lan Xia's hand, and the corners of Luo Qifeng's lips were raised, hooking up a dangerous smile. "Fifty thousand? I'll give you 100,000, Xia, you're so smart, you shouldn't make things difficult for my woman in the future, right? With a flick of his hand, Luo Qifeng threw a thick wad of banknotes to the ground along with Lan Xiaya.

It turned out that he took so much cash for this purpose. Is Luo Qifeng angry for her? Ai Yimo was stunned, she never knew that it was so good to be protected.

Lan Xia bit her lip, Luo Qifeng's eyes made her tremble, but she was unwilling!

"Luo Qifeng, do you care about this woman? Have you kissed her on the lips? You tell me if you care about her! ”

You've kissed her on the lips, you care about her!

Luo Qifeng's face changed significantly, and his eyes were full of coldness, "Xia, do I care about any woman?" "Except for Fang Yichun, he can't care about other women anymore! However, at this moment, why is his heart in chaos?

Hallucinations, must be hallucinations!

"I'm just doing this to let you understand that you have to see who the owner is before beating a dog."

Luo Qifeng's cold voice echoed in Ai Yimer's ears, like a sudden slap in the face, which woke her up suddenly.

feelings of disdain and contempt...... It's back!

"Dear ......" Luo Qifeng turned around and tightened Ai Yimer's waist, "With me as your backer, no one dares to bully you." So, please me tonight, and I'll give you enough money, you know? ”

Ai Yimo froze, she felt Luo Qifeng let go of her hand, and her palm even shook in disgust, as if she didn't want to waste a little more tenderness.

His attitude changed too quickly, Ai Yimo couldn't react for a while, Lan Xia mocked hoarsely, and then sharply came: "Hahaha, Ai Yimer, you are so cheap, you are so cheap......"

"Luo Qifeng, what did you say?" His heart instantly turned cold, and Ai Yimo looked at Luo Qifeng and asked in an uncertain tone.

The warmth that just flashed in the bottom of my heart, is it ...... Just her delusion?

Luo Qifeng leaned over slightly, hooked his thin lips, and said indifferently: "Try your best to please me tonight, do you understand?" The frivolous tone, not mixed with a trace of warmth, makes people cold to the bone.

Ai Yimer's body trembled violently, Luo Qifeng turned sideways, and she couldn't see his expression clearly. Finally, she clenched her fists and said word by word, "I understand." ”

The last moment, it was clear that the care in his eyes was so real, why ...... now Oh, she's not smart enough for a while!

Aimer walked out, biting her lip as if she were swallowing all the humiliation down her throat, and she sat at the desk that she didn't know if it didn't belong to her, and she didn't know what to do.

After a while, Luo Qifeng also came out of the office, he paused next to Ai Yimer, and said, "I will arrange for a driver to come and pick you up after work." ”

Aimer didn't lift her eyes, she kept asking herself why she had fallen to such a point. And provoked Luo Qifeng, even if she wanted to turn back, there was no way out......

The whole planning department was surprisingly quiet, Lan Xia never stepped out of the office, Ai Yimo sat stiffly until the end of work, when the phone on the desk rang, she hesitated, but still picked up the phone.

"Xiao Ai, you ...... last night Did you sleep well? A stern and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, and he asked cautiously, but his concern for Ai Yimo was not hidden at all.

The warm voice made Ai Yimo lose her mind, and she thought of the two words that Luo Qifeng had called all night last night. Finally, she let out a faint "um", habitually pretending to be indifferent.

"That's good......" Yan Yan stood in another building next to Yin's family, he looked at Ai Yimo's tired figure, his heart hurt as if he had been stabbed, and he couldn't bear to expose it, so he could only accompany her to disguise. Wait, shall we meet? ”