Su Nuanyan quickly left.

She's about to start laying out her plans.

After she left, Leng Qiao also dialed Fu Qiran's phone.

"Hey, Mr. Fu, do you have time to meet? There's something that must be of interest to you. ”

There was no answer over there.

Leng Qiao didn't mind, he said with a smile: "Then I'll go to Mr. Fu's office to find you now." ”

Anyway, they're close, and it's still some time before they get off work.

Half an hour later, Leng Qiao also appeared in Fu Qiran's office very cheekily.

Fu Qiran was handling the documents without even looking at him.

Leng Qiao didn't mind, he sat directly on the sofa, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, there is one thing you must be very interested in, it is about Su Nuanyan." ”

"Guess what's her plan?"

Fu Qiran slowly raised his head and looked at Leng Qiaoyi.

Leng Qiao was also stared at by him, and subconsciously felt a chill on his body.

Fu Qiran didn't frown, still correcting the documents.

But if you look closely, his pure black pupils are not focused.

"Su Nuanyan came to me just now and said that she wanted you to experience the pain."

It's nothing more than wanting to see Fu Qiran's painful face.

As for whether he will die, this is not within Su Nuanyan's consideration at all.

It's better to die, it's okay not to die.

He frowned slightly, and didn't think about it, but continued: "That woman, I want your father, oh, that is, Fu Taiheng's guy to hit you to death." ”

"Tsk, being hit and killed by your biological father or something, you should be very uncomfortable, right?"

I knew what Su Nuanyan's idea was with my feet.

"You see I provided you with such an important piece of news, how about giving me a card for the entry card of this dark field?"

Leng Qiao's purpose for coming here is exactly that.

"No, it won't." Fu Qiran's voice suddenly sounded in the office.

She didn't believe it, Fu Qiran could really make a move on his biological father?

On the deviated track, the flower of evil bloomed in Su Nuanyan's heart, and finally became a decaying appearance.

Leng Qiao also played with his mobile phone, "Mr. Fu, you have to be careful recently." ”

This is Fu Qiran's answer.

Leng Qiao also had a look of surprise in his eyes.

Although the Leng family is also a big family, although Leng's father is also strict with Leng Qiao, after all, they are father and son, and their blood relationship is there after all.

Leng Qiao was also stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was Fu Qiran answering the question he had just asked.

"You should be uncomfortable if you were hit and killed by your own father or something, right?"

"No, it won't."

Leng Qiao also tilted his head, wanting to say something, but crashed into a pair of deep eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.

His body was so light that he seemed to float in the air, like a feather, and it didn't matter.

If his father were to hurt him or something, he would have to die uncomfortably.

But now that it's Fu Qiran, he actually said no?

"You ......"

Slow, as if doing the last struggle of the heartbeat.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, Leng Qiao's body trembled, and his eyes looked at Fu Qiran with shock and horror.

Fu Qiran hooked his lips, as if he was unaware of his unconscious hypnotic behavior of others.

What he wanted to say just now was forgotten, and only those deep eyes ruled him.

The office became quiet.

It was so quiet that Leng Qiao could hear his heartbeat.

He rolled his throat and spat out a few words.

"Su Nuanyan."