Evil President 【End】

Although the rumble was endless, Zhixing didn't close his eyes all night, and after a while, he leaned back on the chair tired and fell into a deep sleep.

It was already dark when the plane landed.

She opened her eyes, "Are you in Oman?"

"I'm afraid there will be a slight discrepancy."

Upon hearing this voice, she froze all over, and slowly raised her head.

Leng Yiran was standing outside the cabin with a smile.

Zhixing reacted instantly, "Damn it!" She quietly touched her neck with her hand.

Leng Yiran stepped forward gently, quickly tore off the black stone necklace she was wearing around her neck, and shook it twice between her fingers, "I'll keep this thing for you first."

Zhixing clenched his fist bitterly, and waved it without saying a word.

Leng Yeran didn't avoid it, he insisted on being punched, but when Zhixing wanted to throw a second punch, he tightly locked her in front of his chest.Leaning over her neck, he took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice like intoxicated, "Zhixing, do you know how long I've been waiting? It's great, you're finally back by my side."

Zhixing couldn't move, but calmed down, stared at him coldly, and said word by word, "Leng is the same, it was you who destroyed the last trace of our relationship with you. From now on, we will be counted as passers-by." No, it can only be the enemy."

Leng Yiran lowered his head and hugged her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to strangle her bones, "Don't treat me like this, I will be very sad and sad, and I will not hesitate to blow up Oman... ..."

Zhixing narrowed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and concentrated his hostility, he raised his leg suddenly, and kicked him hard.Leng Yiran reacted quickly, let go of his hand and pushed her directly to his side.He took a deep breath, the pain in his eyes was quietly covered up by him, the warm smile like a spring breeze returned to his face, he turned and walked forward, "Get tired, let's go back and rest."

"Bastard!" Zhixing was firmly pressed to the ground, with his cheek pressed against the cold ground, staring at him, and said sharply, "Don't make me regret it, I once loved you!"

Leng Yiran's footsteps froze, his straight back trembled a little, but soon, he recovered, looked back and smiled at her tenderly, "It doesn't matter, as long as I still love you, that's enough."

*…*

"Little Shao, what do you mean by that?" Lan looked at Xiao Che anxiously, and asked in disbelief, "Miss Zhixing will be taken to another place? Uh, little Shao, Uncle Lan knows that you are reluctant Mommy, you can't talk nonsense just because of this."

Xiao Che didn't say anything, picked up the phone and handed it to him, "Uncle Lan, you can call and ask."

Lan took it suspiciously, and it was really difficult for him to believe a four-year-old child, but now it was a critical moment, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he turned his back and made a phone call, "What? Can't contact the pilot?! Damn it , How is this possible?! Where did that plane go?!"

After hanging up the phone, Lan sat down on the sofa, "I... I lost Miss Zhixing..."

Lan has never been so depressed. He would rather trade his own life than let Miss Zhixing and Xiao Xiaoshao suffer a little bit of harm. What's more, he still lost her now!

How is he going to explain to Lord Jie!

Xiao Che came over and said softly, "Uncle Lan, we can't let Daddy know."

"Oh," Lan nodded in a daze, unconsciously, her thoughts and actions were influenced by a child.It was a very strange feeling. From Xiao Xiaoshao, he saw the shadow of Master Jie.

Immediately connected to Ah Xian's phone, Lan hurriedly said, "Hey, Ah Xian, listen to me. It's like this..."

After briefly talking about the situation here, Lan told Ah Xian a few more words, try to hold back Lord Jie, and don't let him call. He will find a way to find Miss Zhixing within this period of time.

After hanging up the phone, Lan stared at Xiao Che in disbelief, "Little Shao, you... how do you know this?"

Xiao Che shook his head and didn't explain too much, just said, "I can feel something."

Lan calmed down, not as surprised as before, but asked seriously, "Xiao Xiaoshao, do you know where to find Mommy?"

Xiao Che clenched his black cane tightly and lowered his head, "I can't see it yet. However, I don't see Mommy being in danger either."

Lan clenched her fists tightly, with a stern face, "I will definitely find Miss Zhixing!"

*…*

Seeing the breakfast served by the maid again, Leng Yiran frowned, pushed open the door, and walked into the room.

Zhixing sat cross-legged on the ground, turned a deaf ear to him, and looked indifferent, as if he had never known this person before.

Standing in front of her, Leng Yiran suppressed the swelling pain in his chest and said softly, "Are you on a hunger strike?"

Zhixing looked away, got up to leave, he grabbed her, "You are torturing me by using this method." Not a question, but an affirmation.

Zhixing sneered, looked back, his eyes were cold, "So, did you torture yourself?"

He nodded slowly, "Yes. Not only is it tortured, but it will also make me feel heartbroken." Staring at her, the temperature in his eyes has never changed, "You know how to pass the pain on to me, and you even Understand that hurting yourself is the most direct and effective way to deal with me."

Zhixing shook off his hand, and raised one side of his lips slightly, "This is the consequence of you arresting me, even if it is pain, you have to bear it." After she finished speaking, she smiled brightly. Shoot, "It doesn't make sense for me to be sad alone, what do you think?"

He slammed her shoulders and pushed her to the wall, a pair of deep eyes were dyed red, "Do you want to try? I will have many ways to make you eat!" Staring at her, Cyclonus's face , and gradually showed deep pity, "Don't force me, please? As I said, I don't want to hurt you again, it will really hurt me."

The smile on Zhixing's lips deepened, showing disdain, pity, and a trace of hatred.

Leng Yiran narrowed his eyes, pushed her away, and strode out without looking back.

"Haha..." Zhixing's indifferent laughter came from behind.

The door slammed shut, and her laughter stopped abruptly.Turning his head, his eyes fell outside the window.

She didn't know where it was, she only knew that it was like a fortified castle, and the bottom was guarded 24 hours a day, and it was very difficult to escape from here.

At this time, the door opened again.

Zhixing snorted coldly, and didn't bother to look back.

"Weaving, Zhixing..." the visitor said awkwardly.

Zhixing's eyes froze, his brows were tightened, and he turned around slowly.

The person standing at the door was actually Yan Min who hadn't seen him for several years.