Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Sikong Lingge swears that she wants Fang Yiren to have a taste of what it's like to be in a desperate situation where there is no way to do anything!

Seeing Sikong Lingge's expression, Shangguan Zhixing's chest shuddered, knowing that no matter how much he said, he could not change her decision.

He sighed for a long time, "Fang Yiren is hard to deal with, you should worry about yourself, if there is anything wrong, please contact me immediately."

"En." Sikong Lingge nodded, looked at Shangguan Che, "Mr. Shangguan, please excuse me."

Shangguan Che nodded, turned the steering wheel, and the car drove back slowly.

There was silence.

Outside the window, the scenery keeps receding.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Feng's house.

At the door, there were a large number of media reporters.

Shangguan Che's car went back and forth, the hearts of the reporters were ready to move, and they really wanted to know what they wanted to do.

Due to the deterrence of the Agni Group, he only dared to watch from a distance, and no one dared to approach easily.

Sikong Lingge called Madam Feng and told her that he was going to stay.

Mrs. Feng was so worried about how to tell her son about Sikong Lingge's sudden departure that she didn't know what to do. Sikong Lingge's phone call was like rain after a long drought!

Without even thinking about it, I immediately took the housekeeper and came out to greet him in person.

Sikong Lingge glanced at Mrs. Feng who was standing at the gate, looking forward to it, turned around, bowed his head and kissed the child.

Then, he opened the door with the box in hand.

The wind came head-on, blowing her hair and clothes up, dancing wildly backwards.

Sikong Lingge squinted his eyes, straightened his back, and walked towards Mrs. Feng.

How could the media reporters miss such a good shooting opportunity?

SLR cameras and video cameras were all lifted up in unison.

The flashing lights "cracked——" rang out.

"Bang bang bang-"

Harsh gunshots resounded through the sky.

Everyone's movements froze instantly.

Sikong Lingge looked back and found that Shangguan Zhixing had activated the car's sound insulation equipment, blocking everything from the outside world.

Shangguan Che stood beside the car, his face unprecedentedly fierce, and his eerie eyes slowly swept everyone present.

In his hand, he held a gun, and white smoke was faintly scattered from the barrel of the gun...

The media reporters trembled violently and acted in unison——

Cut off the LIVE line, pull out the SD memory card of the SLR camera and cut it, rewind the camera and clean it...

In less than 1 minute, all relevant records on the scene were completely cleaned up!

A novice reporter wanted to secretly hide the SD memory card, and wanted to leave some photos for reporting purposes.

"boom--"

In the next second, a bullet was immediately embedded in the knee, bleeding profusely on the spot, and he could no longer stand up.

No one dared to try to provoke again.

Shangguan Che has never been arrogant in his actions. What he did today was half a warning to the media reporters.

Don't be half, you are warning Mrs. Feng——

If Sikong Lingge was in the Feng family during this period, if he was injured in any way, and the media reporters whose legs were crippled, it would be the fate of their Feng family.

"Thank you." How could Sikong Lingge not know Shangguan Che's intentions, thanked him, and prepared to leave.

The moment he turned around, he suddenly remembered that Xiaobai had followed Fang Yiren the last time, he paused, and turned around, "By the way, Xiaobai has gone back yet?"

noob?

Shangguan Che was taken aback and shook his head.

Recently, everyone is busy with the children and Fang's affairs, and there is no extra energy to care about how Xiaobai is doing.