At ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Qingqing worked overtime alone in Glory, just hung up the video conference on her mobile phone, and chatted with Dongyang Jie for a long, long time, Yan Qingqing had few ideas.

In the past, when Lin Mengde was alive, the glory could compete with Changxiang, but now that he is the master of the house, the glory is not as good as Changxiang?

Let's be a family, but in business or life, Yan Qingqing can't accept that warmth weighs on her.

are all beauties over 90 points, why are you warm?

Yan Qingqing knew that she was not smart, even clumsy, Liu Shengge had also told her many times at the beginning, saying that if Yan Qingqing didn't have a perfect face, she wouldn't choose her to be a student, he taught Yan Qingqing how to use her female advantages, and people with different personalities have different ways of getting along.

There is also the character of the mother.

Brave, spicy, bold.

Dare to fight against the water, just like when he put all the bets on Han Qian's body.

Yan Qingqing glanced at her phone, and there was a message from her son.

[Mom, the Qingming Festival is coming, do we need to go to the grave? 】】

Yan Qingqing replied with a dark face.

[Your mother is dead. 】

Putting down the phone and stretching, Yan Qingqing took out the half-eaten bread at noon in the drawer and took a bite, picked up the coffee that was already cold and was just about to drink it, Yan Qingqing heard very light footsteps, and the sound stopped outside her door.

Feng Lun stood outside Yan Qingqing's office door, Feng Lun knew all the women around Han Qian, but he knew very little about this Yan Qingqing, he had met a few times, and the most impressive thing was only on the night when he gathered for Kailong.

It's beautiful.

This is the only evaluation that Feng Lun can give Yan Qingqing, if he is asked to add a little more.

That's something that's more beautiful than warmth.

is also the only woman who gave birth to a son to Han Qian, and now the biggest hero of the Han family.

After waiting quietly for about two minutes, Feng Lun straightened his collar and pushed the door in, smiling.

"Mr. Yan, long time no see."

The woman sitting behind the desk was holding the coffee with one hand and one hand under the table, facing Feng Lun who suddenly appeared, Yan Qingqing frowned slightly and asked.

"Who are you? We've seen it? ”

Feng Lun walked into the office and closed the door gently, bent down slightly, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Yan is really a noble person who forgets things, contemptible Feng Lun, it's not the first time I've seen you."

Yan Qingqing frowned, stared at Feng Lun for a few seconds, and then put down the coffee cup and said lightly.

"Feng Lun? I don't know, I don't have any impression, what's wrong with coming to me so late? ”

Feng Lun's face was already a little ugly when he raised his head, and he frowned and looked at Yan Qingqing as he spoke.

"We met at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala in Juyuan Kailong."

Yan Qingqing stopped looking at Feng Lun anymore, staring at the computer and said indifferently.

"There were so many people that night, I wouldn't have an impression of a cat or a dog."

Feng Lun raised his head slightly, covered his face with one hand and smiled.

"It seems that I still know too little about Mr. Yan! I need Han Qian to help me kill Li Shaoqi, but Han Qian is not very obedient. ”

Yan Qingqing nodded.

"Well, he's not very obedient, he's quite rebellious, like a child who doesn't grow up."

Feng Lun smiled.

"Yes! It's too rebellious, so if I want Han Qian to be obedient, I have to grieve Mr. Yan. ”

Yan Qingqing looked at Feng Lun again, with a bit of repulsion and disdain in her eyes, and frowned.

"You? Let me be wronged? Unworthy! ”

Two doubts, one affirmation.

Feng Lun, who was looking at the capitalist with colored glasses, felt that his patience was about to be exhausted, he took a deep breath and said with a smile.

"You should also know something about me, Li Shaoqi shouldn't be damned?"

Yan Qingqing frowned.

"Feng Lun, you are really not a gentleman, really! I really don't want to say I know you, what do you see in my eyes? ”

Feng Lun lit a cigarette and said with a smile.

"Disdain, rejection, like looking at garbage."

Yan Qingqing nodded.

"That's right, it's just looking at you like garbage, what should a man do when he is wronged? Is it thinking about how to do it, instead of talking about it every day, bad people are bad people, bad seeds are bad seeds, you talk about your grievances all day long, and you are the only one who has been wronged in this world? Do you know why I always look up at Han Qian? Because my man won't speak out when he is wronged, he won't let anyone know that he has been wronged, and he doesn't need anyone to pity him, and you're different! You always want the whole world to have mercy on you, poor creature, because you know that everything you do is wrong, because you are doubting yourself, understand? Litter! ”

When Yan Qingqing said these words, Feng Lun's eyes had murderous intent twice, and Yan Qingqing also found out.

Fear?

I, Yan Qingqing, am only afraid that my family's general will leave me!

"I always say that I avenge Yang Caihuan, and I show great affection, what did Yang Caihuan leave you in the end? You just use Yang Caihuan's death as a reason for you to gain attention and pity, you don't disguise yourself as an affectionate man, you tarnish the word love. ”

"Yan Qingqing··"

"You don't have to call my name, and you don't think that you think you can attack me with a very flexible mouth, I'm really sorry, I only have my man in my heart, and my brain is not easy to use, and I can't understand what I say too much, but let me help you make my man compromise, I advise you to change someone, you found the wrong person tonight."

Feng Lun took a deep breath and said with a smile.

"Indeed, whatever I say is useless to a woman like you who admits death, of course, please also ask Mr. Yan to understand one thing, this is not an invitation."

A handcuff was thrown on the table, Yan Qingqing looked at the handcuffs and sneered.

"Let me throw myself into the net? You didn't wake up. ”

Feng Lun shrugged his shoulders and stepped forward.

"I still advise you to be obedient, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin."

Yan Qingqing's eyes were full of disdain, and when Feng Lun walked to the desk and stretched out his hand to take the handcuffs on the table, a white steel baseball bat was pumped towards Feng Lun's right ear with a breaking wind, Feng Lun quickly leaned back, and the baseball bat brushed the tip of his nose.

There was already a touch without touching the skin, Yan Qingqing was holding a baseball bat in his hand, and his entire right hand was wrapped with adhesive tape, except that this arm was cut off, this bat could not be taken off.

Feng Lun looked at Yan Qingqing.

This woman really seems to be different from Han Qian's other women.

Feng Lun took a deep breath and took out a pistol and aimed it at Yan Qingqing.

"I advise you to give up struggling!"

Yan Qingqing stood up, walked around the desk and kicked off a pair of red high heels on his feet, walked barefoot towards Feng Lun, holding a baseball bat in his right hand and gently turning in a circle, Feng Lun frowned and roared.

"I said you should be honest."

Yan Qingqing frowned.

"No one can command me, except my great general."

Feng Lun took a step back and took out a silencer and screwed it on the pistol, while Yan Qingqing stepped forward step by step, not afraid of having a pistol at all, looking at Yan Qingqing who was gradually approaching, Feng Lun raised the pistol and aimed it at Yan Qingqing and pulled the trigger.

Chirp!

A lock of long, burgundy wavy hair slowly fell to the ground.

The bullet passed through the thick long hair next to Yan Qingqing's ear, Yan Qingqing continued to walk towards Feng Lun with an expressionless face, and after two steps, Yan Qingqing suddenly raised the baseball bat in his hand and smashed it against Feng Lun's head, Feng Lun flashed sideways, and the baseball bat smashed on the glass coffee table.

The shattered glass splashed, Feng Lun kicked Yan Qingqing's side waist, Yan Qingqing's body was crooked, bent over and smashed Feng Lun's head with a baseball bat with both hands, Feng Lun kept retreating, raised his pistol and fired two shots at Yan Qingqing.

Feng Lun didn't dare to shoot Yan Qingqing, let alone kill this woman.

He clearly knew that if he killed Yan Qingqing, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, Han Qian would catch him.

Feng Lun took two steps back and roared angrily.

"Yan Qingqing, don't force me! You come with me, nothing happens! ”

Yan Qingqing raised her left hand and lifted the long hair blocking her eyes, and sneered.

"Remember! As long as my man stands behind me and 100,000 arrows are fired in a volley, I, Yan Qingqing, dare to charge alone! ”

As the words fell, Yan Qingqing rushed towards Feng Lun, her fair-skinned little feet stepped on the broken glass shards as if she was unconscious, and a baseball bat slapped on Feng Lun's side waist, and Feng Lun kicked Yan Qingqing in the face under severe pain.

Feng Lun can't fight, but he is a man, Yan Qingqing is a petite woman, Yan Qingqing fell to the ground, the back of her head slammed on the floor, Feng Lun covered her side waist and took a step forward, just one step, Yan Qingqing suddenly sat up, wiped the bright red flowing from her nose, stood up and took a deep breath, and took a baseball bat and headed towards Feng Lun again!

Knocked to the ground again and again, fists fell on her head again and again, Yan Qingqing would get up every time she fell, she knew that she couldn't beat Feng Lun, but she knew that as long as she could hit Feng Lun's head once.

He will die!

After more than ten minutes of stalemate, Feng Lun, who had already suffered two sticks, was also a little unbearable, gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Crazy, I'm sick before I would choose you as a madman."

As soon as the words came out, Feng Lun turned around and opened the door and left, Feng Lun, who walked out of the door, covered his side waist and took a breath of cool air, and when he took out a cigarette and was about to light it, Feng Lun suddenly sped up and ran towards the elevator.

He thought that Yan Qingqing would hide in the office and cry, and he would think that he would live for the rest of his life, but he never thought that this woman would dare to open the door and chase her out.

Yan Qingqing chased after Feng Lun with a bat, leaving a footprint on the dark gray floor tiles on the fourteenth floor of Glory with every step.

Bright red roses.

Thorny roses.

Feng Lun stood in the elevator and frantically pressed the button to close the door, looking at the woman like a madman, Feng Lun knew that he had to go, he couldn't waste time here, and he couldn't get hurt in this woman's hands, watching the elevator door close quickly, Feng Lun just breathed a sigh of relief.

Touch!

A bulge appeared in the elevator door in front of him.

The cigarette in Feng Lun's mouth was frightened away, and after going downstairs, he quickly rushed out of the main entrance of the Glory Group, and after Feng Lun got into the car, he turned his head and glanced at the main entrance of the Glory Group.

A woman with a disheveled hair and a baseball bat stood in the doorway.

Feng Lun lifted his vest and looked at the yin blood on his side waist, he felt pain in his breath now, this crazy woman had both sticks on his side waist, no accident there should be blood vessels in his side waist now.

Thinking that there was still half a month before the party, Feng Lun waved his hand and slapped himself.

"Am I sick? What am I here to provoke this madman for? ”

(End of chapter)