Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

How could her strength alone rival several servants?

Being held up, unable to move forward.

"Let me go!" Sikong Lingge screamed, kicking and shouting.

"Miss Sikong, it's better not to struggle, lest you accidentally get hurt." The servant persuaded.

On the curtain, a man is slowly injecting an unknown liquid into the child's arm...

Knowing that it was a video, it was recorded, and the thing had already happened, Sikong Lingge still couldn't keep calm.

"let me go!"

"Miss Sikong, don't..."

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Li Ye?" Sikong Lingge's expression turned cold.

"This—" The servant was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but let go of his hands.

Sikong Lingge seized the opportunity, flung it vigorously, and successfully broke free.

Without even thinking about it, he rushed towards Fang Yiren——

"Snapped--"

Fang Yiren was singing drinks, admiring Sikong Lingge's pained expression, completely unexpected that he would rush over suddenly, defenseless, and received a solid slap.

His face was heavily turned to one side, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Yiren was completely dumbfounded, sitting there, unable to recover for a long time——

It never occurred to me that Sikong Lingge would dare to hit herself...

The little ghost is still in her hands, and may die at any moment, how could Sikong Lingge do it?

All of this is probably my own illusion?

Because in the bathroom just now, Sikong Lingge was splashed with dirt and a few bags were smashed out. Naturally, he felt psychological pressure on Sikong Lingge, so he had hallucinations?

Fang Yiren thought blankly, and slowly turned around.

Sikong Lingge stared at her angrily, his eyes spit fire, "Fang Yiren, where is the child now? Return her to me immediately!"

Fang Yiren looked at Sikong Lingge, and blinked bewilderedly, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

"Fang Yiren! I said, give me back the child!" Sikong Lingge yelled angrily, he didn't have time to talk nonsense with her, so he grabbed his collar and dragged him to him.

Fang Yiren's whole body was shocked, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

Reflexively backhanded, holding Sikong Lingge's wrist, about to fall over the shoulder——

In the next second, a shiny black barrel was aimed at Fang Yiren's forehead.

Fang Yiren was stiff, her face turned slightly pale.

The servants gasped——

Miss Sikong has a gun on her body! ?

Thinking about it, I don't think it's strange, Agni Group itself is not a good person, and Sikong Lingge is Shangguan Rui's fiancée, so it's normal for him to have a gun or two for self-defense.

To everyone's surprise, because the child has been subject to Fang Yiren's Sikong Dingge, Fang Yiren actually raised his gun!

This……

Nothing big will happen, right?

Do you want to send someone to tell the young master?

But Mrs. Feng has repeatedly confessed before that during this period of time, no matter what the matter is, she is not allowed to go to the young master.

It stands to reason that they should not be shaken.

After all, their employer is Madam Feng, not Sikong Lingge.

But----

Sikong Ling's singer took it, but it was a real gun that could kill people!

If one is not careful, the gun goes off...

Furthermore, the wedding was about to be held, and almost the media cameras of the entire city of S were all focused on Feng's family.

In addition, there are many political, business and political names living in the family.

At this time, if there is a sudden gunshot...

The servants glanced at each other in a panic, not daring to think about it any further.

How to do?

How to do?

How to do?