Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Today's media reporters are very scary. For the sake of headlines, they can do any kind of dirty things——

Stalking, stealing photos, spending money to buy news...

The Feng family has a decisive influence in the political world, and it is true that they can silence most of the media, but they are not powerful enough to control foreign media...

With the power of the Feng family in the political world, just one word can shut up those reporters.

On the surface, things don't seem too difficult to solve.

But the Feng family knew in their hearts that the only thing they could restrict was the domestic media.

Abroad, there is no way at all.

Mrs. Feng couldn't take the risk, and told the bodyguards that no reporter would be allowed in!

Soon, the butler ran over with the child in his arms——

"Madam, child."

The sound insulation effect of the door is not good, as soon as Sikong Linge heard that the child was coming, he immediately grabbed the doorknob excitedly and was about to pull it open.

The next second, thinking of something, he quickly let go.

No!

She can no longer be so impulsive.

Before confirming whether the child is outside, be calm, must be calm!

Sikong Lingge clenched his fists, took deep breaths constantly, and calmed down his emotions.

However, the frozen picture on the curtain stimulated Sikong Lingge's nerves every second, making her unable to keep calm no matter what.

Sikong Lingge is really afraid that if he continues like this, he will get angry again, and even the Feng family and his wife will...

There were two knocks, and Madam Feng's trembling voice came through the door——

"Ling Ge, I have brought the child here, you open the door."

Sikong Lingge came back to his senses, and said in a cold voice, "Put the child down, and you all retreat ten meters away."

"This..." Fengdi people hesitated, "Ling Ge, you open the door first, Yi Ren is seriously injured, she needs to be operated on immediately, otherwise she will die..."

die?

Sikong Lingge coldly glanced at Fang Yiren, who was lying on the sofa, moaning in pain in a low voice, with a snow-white face.

Fang Yiren will not die——

If he was really going to die, he would have died a long time ago, and he wouldn't have dragged on until now, and he still has the strength to breathe out the pain.

Sikong Linge lowered his eyes coldly, and turned his eyes back: "In a word, do you want to? Or don't you want to? Or you didn't bring the child over at all? Madam Feng, do you think I dare not shoot a second time?"

"No, I've really brought the child here!" Mrs. Feng was so frightened that her entire face was pale.

Fengfu has long been used to submissive, only listening to the threatened Sikong.

Now, Sikong Lingge suddenly became tough, and Mrs. Feng lost her senses for a moment, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

"I don't believe it! Put the child down and step back ten meters! Otherwise, the next shot, I'll hit Fang Yiren's head directly!" Sikong Lingge ordered coldly: She must personally confirm that the child is really there before she believes it .

Sikong Lingge could no longer believe that Madam Feng brought the child here——

That was Mrs. Feng's trump card to threaten her, how could she give up so easily?

There was silence outside, no sound.

Sikong Linge snorted coldly in his heart, his black eyes freezing bit by bit.

It should have been expected that Mrs. Feng would not easily hand over the child——

Otherwise, why would you not let yourself and your child see each other?

It sounds nice to say that after I and Li Ye get married, I will send the child back to Shangguan's house just like sending Shangguan Zhixing back...