It was the first time that Fang Muran had seen someone who could control every style and give it a soul, cold and cold to be enchanting, charming, sexy, pure, elegant, generous, noble, and always surprise him every time they met. Wearing a T-shirt and denim, she looks a lot of sunshine, like a college student who has just become an adult, but her beautiful eyes are still cold, and her beautiful body curves are perfectly displayed, she is thrillingly beautiful, quietly plucking Fang Muran's heartstrings.

Leng Bingxin didn't notice his burning gaze, walked directly to the bedroom, and then closed the door. With the sound of the door closing, Fang Muran came back to his senses, he shifted his gaze to look at the window, and found that there were many awards pasted on the wall near the window, with medals hung, and there was a small wooden table under the certificates, on which were placed several golden trophies. Fang Muran got up and stood, stepped forward to look, and found that they were all awards won in tennis competitions, with her name on them, cold, ice, and heart.

"Cold Heart?" Fang Muran couldn't help but read silently, and only now did he know her name. He hooked his lips and smiled, a look of relief, this name is really appropriate, it is very in line with her temperament and character.

When Leng Bingxin dried his hair and came out with a small travel bag, he saw Fang Muran with his hands in his pockets, his tall and muscular body bent, looking at her award carefully.

"Have you seen enough? Let's go! ”

"Oh!"

Leng Bingxin took the teacup that Fang Muran had drunk to the sink and washed it off before going out. She likes cleanliness and also loves quietness.

When Shen Mochen saw Leng Bingxin holding a travel bag and getting into Fang Muran's car, he began to mess up. Oh no, the young master is going to be furious again.

"Do you see that car behind the tree? You'll get rid of it later. Leng Bingxin pointed to the back.

Fang Muran glanced in the rearview mirror: "Whose person is it?" Shen Mofei's? ”

Leng Bingxin nodded.

"Don't worry! With me here, I'm not going to let him follow us. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Fang Muran's mouth, and then started the engine.

Shen Mochen called Shen Mofei while driving, but unfortunately the person who answered was the secretary and was told that Shen Mofei was still in the conference room.

He had no choice but to ask the secretary to inform Shen Mofei after the meeting, and then followed it non-stop.

Fang Muran took him around to play a game of hide and seek, although Shen Mochen tried his best, he still lost it.

As soon as Shen Mofei walked out of the conference room, the secretary handed over his mobile phone and stepped forward to report. As soon as he heard that it was Shen Mochen calling, he knew that something had happened, and it was related to Leng Bingxin, so he immediately called back to Shen Mochen.

Shen Mochen saw that it was the caller ID on his mobile phone, his hands trembled a little, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and pressed the connect button.

"What's the matter?" Shen Mofei's intimidating voice came.

"Young Master, Miss Leng, she ......" Shen Mochen stopped talking again.

"What's wrong with her? Say it. ”

"She left with a man, and with her luggage. That man was the one who was in the bar last night. Shen Mochen didn't dare to tell him about Fang Muran's stay at Leng Bingxin's house, so he chose to block it automatically.

"What?" Shen Mofei's voice was getting stronger and thicker, "Where did they go?" ”

"I was going to follow them, but they dumped me."

"Rubbish! Don't go look for me yet! ”

Shen Mofei, who was angry, threw his mobile phone on the desk, which happened to collide with a stone, and immediately died heroically.

That stone was a birthday gift given to him by Shen Bingxin when he was 4 years old.