Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Sikong Lingge secretly heaved a sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxed.

Only then did I realize that my back was covered in cold sweat, and my clothes were sticking to my skin, completely soaked.

Nothing was said.

Shangguan Zhixing looked around, then looked at the gun shot by Sikong Ling, and immediately understood what happened.

"Let's go." Shangguan Zhixing reached out to pick up the child.

Sikong Lingge shook his head and hugged himself.

Shangguan Zhixing didn't force himself, he supported the trembling Sikong and listened to the song.

Seeing the situation at the scene, Shangguan Zhixing was also surprised.

She didn't expect that Sikong Lingge would shoot.

Not to mention that Fang Yiren would actually be hit——

There is more than a little difference in the skills of the two...

Forget it.

Now is not the time to pursue these.

Most importantly, get out of here.

Let's talk about other things when we get back to Shangguan's house——

Things have come to this point, the Feng family can no longer stay.

Although this trip failed to find out Fang's whereabouts, it was not in vain to find the child.

Sikong Lingge turned his head, glanced at Fang Yiren, and left with Shangguan Zhixing.

All the people in the room were fixed, and no one dared to stop them.

Mrs. Feng and Master Feng stretched out their hands to stop people several times, but in the end they failed to muster up the courage——

I watched their backs, getting farther and farther away... I was about to step out the door...

At this time, Mrs. Feng suddenly woke up as if she had been hit by something, and took a few strides to catch up.

"Miss Shangguan..."

Mrs. Feng stretched out her hand to pull Shangguan Zhixing, but the other hand quickly came over, grabbed her wrist, and squeezed it tightly.

Mrs. Feng was in extreme pain, she raised her eyes with a distorted expression, her chest trembled violently when she met Shangguan Che's cold eyes, and she subconsciously shrank back.

However, thinking of her son's situation, Mrs. Feng gave birth to a burst of courage and stood firmly in front of them.

Master Feng also came over.

The husband and wife leaned closer, blocking Sikong Lingge and them.

"Miss Shangguan, you promised..."

Shangguan Che interrupted coldly, with sharp eyes, "Get out of the way!"

Mrs. Feng was trembling, with cold sweat constantly breaking out on her forehead, but for the sake of her son, she insisted on gritting her teeth, "I... have something to tell Miss Shangguan... Miss Shangguan once promised me..."

"Promise?" Shangguan Che narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze seemed to swallow Mrs. Feng's life.

This selfish couple, who only cared about their own well-being, did not care about the life or death of others, had not settled the account of kidnapping Shangguan's family, yet they still had the face to ask Zhixing for a promise?

Shangguan's face turned cold.

"Ah-"

In the next second, there was an extra gun on Madam Feng's forehead.

The insurance has been closed, and Shangguan Che only needs to tap lightly, and a blood hole will immediately appear on Madam Feng's forehead.

"Go away!" Shangguan Che's patience had already been exhausted.

If it wasn't for the fear that Shangguan would startle the sleeping child in Sikong Lingge's arms, Shangguanche would have shot him long ago, how could this couple be so presumptuous!

Dare to unite with the Fang family and plot against Agni Group step by step, it is really courageous.

"Miss Shangguan..." Mrs. Feng was very calm on the surface, as if she was not afraid at all.

In fact, my heart was already trembling unbearably——

If Master Feng hadn't supported her, she would have collapsed on the ground long ago.

"Mrs. Feng." Shangguan Zhixing pressed Shangguan Che's hand, pushed the gun away, and glanced lightly at the fixed curtain, "You seem to have forgotten what you promised me?"