Yan Ling was in a good mood and went back to the hotel.

When she was about to arrive at the hotel, she saw a message from the PR team.

I clicked on my phone casually, and sure enough, things have made good progress.

Seeing Meng Qiang's black material flying all over the sky, she couldn't help but sigh, the efficiency of this public relations team is still quite fast.

In just a few hours, things had already made progress for her.

She pondered for a moment, called Feng Lin, and asked him out for dinner.

He was in the hotel, probably waiting for her for a long time.

The phone was connected, and Yan Ling's voice was gentle.

"I'm at the door of the hotel, you come down and we'll go to dinner together."

However, there was no sound of wind coming from the phone, only the sound of the man's suppressed breathing.

Yan Ling's heart tightened, hurriedly opened the car door, and ran quickly to the hotel.

Could it be that something happened in the hotel?

Or did he harm himself? Or......

Well, Yan Ling thought about it a lot, after all, Fenglin is now in the blackening stage, who knows if he will do something crazy?

He's the kind of person who doesn't even let go of himself when he's ruthless.

As if the wind was blowing under her feet, she quickly arrived at the suite where the wind came, she pushed it casually, and found that the door was not closed, and she walked in, and the room was dark.

The curtains were all drawn, and I suddenly felt a chill on my body.

She was stunned and raised her hand to turn on the light.

In the dim light, Feng Lin was sitting on the sofa.

Next to him, there was a man who was respectful, but there was a little fear in his eyes.

It is estimated that it is Feng Lin's subordinates.

I don't know what happened.

However, Yan Ling subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to close the door, and walked in his direction.

The man's eyelashes drooped, his whole body was full of coldness, his big bony hands were holding the phone tightly, and the screen was still on, which was the page where he was talking to her.

Seeing him like this, her eyebrows jumped.

For the time being, I can't figure out why he is angry, and he sits beside him with a particularly strong desire to survive.

She put down her phone and hung up the call.

Then he reached out and took the mobile phone in Feng Lin's hand, trying to rescue the poor mobile phone.

When Fenglin's assistant saw that scene, the whole person was not good.

He swallowed, his pupils dilated, and he watched in shock at Yan Ling's movements.

No one has ever dared to snatch anything from Mr. Feng's hands!

What's more, the president is clearly angry with her now.

Feng Lin waited here for her without moving, and after waiting for several hours, she finally waited for someone to come back.

As a result, Miss Yan said a word, and his face changed immediately.

Well......

The assistant's heart is like a dog in the sun.

Why should the president be so moody?

He obviously felt that the president was still in a much better mood when he answered the phone, but as soon as Yan Ling's words came out, the surrounding air instantly became cold.

So......

So he was very skeptical that his president wanted Miss Yan to pick him up......

But as soon as this idea popped up, it was immediately rejected by himself, no, the president of his family could never be so naïve.

When he was still in a state of confusion, he suddenly saw the metallic mobile phone placed on the coffee table by Yan Ling.

The assistant looked at this scene with shock, "............"

He suddenly wondered if he was blind.

Almost subconsciously, he turned his head to look at the faces of Yan Ling and the president.