Yan Tanran looked at Qi Ziheng's clean and handsome face, in Qi Ziheng's heart, Wang Mengxian is not a bad person, it should be said that Wang Mengxian has never shown her true face in front of Qi Ziheng.

has always been in front of Qi Ziheng with an empathetic, gentle and considerate appearance, and Yan Yan didn't know if Qi Ziheng would believe her if she told what happened back then.

"Why didn't you say it?" Qi Ziheng looked at Yan Yan who was in a daze and asked.

Yan Tanran thought for a while and said, "If I tell you that the Wang Mengxian you see is fake, do you believe it?" ”

Qi Ziheng: "Fake? ”

"I mean, you don't look like this, she actually ......"

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Feng Tingshen pressed the dial button of the phone, and the phone immediately switched to dialing, Feng Tingshen's eyebrows flashed with a trace of emotion, and he immediately canceled it, and dialed another phone instead.

Sister-in-law Zhao was busy, she heard the phone in the living room, put down the work in her hand, picked up the landline phone, and heard the voice, it was the young master calling.

When the young master on the phone fell, Sister-in-law Zhang asked back, "Mrs?" Sister-in-law Zhao was nervous all over, thinking of what his wife had told her when she went out just now, but she also thought that her wife was still sick.

If you don't tell the young master, she can't take care of what happened to her wife. Sister-in-law Zhao is concerned about Yan in her heart and doesn't like her accident.

“…… Mrs. She, Mrs. She went out...... Say, there is something important, and you have to go out......"

Sister-in-law Zhao's voice trembled uncontrollably, although the young master was not in front of her, but the cold feeling on the phone made her tremble.

Feng Ting's eyes on the phone sank, he pinched the phone tightly, the lines of his jaw were tight, and the sudden cyan blood vessels could be faintly seen on his temples.

Suddenly, there was a "bang".

The mobile phone in his hand was thrown out and smashed on the marble floor, and in an instant, the mobile phone was shattered and the stump was flying.

At the same time, the goblet in the man's other hand was vigorously crushed, and the man's eyes were scarlet, and the hand hanging by his side was tight, and the sound of bone joints could be heard.

Then, slowly letting go, the glass slag fell from Feng Tingshen's palm.

Accompanied by the red blood, and then dripped down drop by drop, it soon converged into a pool of blood at his feet, and the air was filled with a sweet smell.

Feng Tingshen stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window as if he didn't know the pain, and his scarlet eyes were entangled and indifferent and sharp.

The pool of blood at his feet was getting bigger and bigger, flowing in all directions, Feng Tingshen didn't feel it at all, and he didn't even blink his long and curly eyelashes, and his ethereal eyes looked down on the city under his feet.

Feng Tingshen stood still for about ten minutes, until the phone on his desk rang, like a stone falling into the surface of a lake, and suddenly spread out in the quiet space.

Feng Tingshen blinked his eyes at this time, turned around casually, and walked towards the desk, a blood line dripped from his feet, and the soles of his feet were stained with blood, stepping on blood marks step by step.

He took the microphone, the coldness at the bottom of his eyes disappeared a lot, held the microphone to his ear, and fed the microphone without being salty.

A gentle voice immediately came out of the phone, it was Wang Mengxian's, Wang Mengxian was afraid that Feng Ting would hang up her phone, and immediately said.

"Tingshen, I want to tell you one thing, it's about dyeing."

Feng Tingshen didn't speak, Wang Mengxian couldn't figure out what this amazing and talented man was thinking.

She can only gamble now.

said: "I'll send you the address, I'll wait here for ......"

Before the word "you" could be spoken, the man hung up the phone with a "snap".

Wang Mengxian stared at the phone that had been hung up, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she took out the phone and called her father......

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Words poured out here, and when her words fell, Qi Ziheng stared at her in disbelief and asked, "What you said is true?" ”