Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Before, whether it was threatening Sikong Lingge, or Fang Yiren sneaking into Shangguan's house... everything went very smoothly.

Madam Feng naturally thought that Agni Group had nothing to fear.

However, the scene at the gate completely overturned Mrs. Feng's inner thoughts.

Only then did Mrs. Feng suddenly understand what kind of person she had offended——

Shangguan Che didn't say a word, and made those media reporters afraid that he would destroy all the photos and records...

He didn't make a sound, crippling the legs of provocative reporters...

After seeing all this, how dare Mrs. Feng have any idea of ​​plotting against Agni Group?

Now, she only asks Fang Yiren not to cause trouble, and obediently hand over the antidote.

Not to mention offending Sikong Lingge, letting Shangguan Zhixing calm down, and agreeing to operate on Feng Liye...

Others, Mrs. Feng didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Let go! I don't want to go to rest! Sikong Lingge, bitch, don't leave if you have the guts. I must settle this account with you...Auntie...don't pull me, I'm going to kill you she--"

Sikong Lingge stood at the stairs, watching Fang Yiren being dragged away by Mrs. Feng, with no expression on his face.

Frowning, she asked the servant beside her, "Where is my room?"

It turned out that the room was full of Fang Yiren's blood, so he definitely couldn't live there.

"Miss Sikong, this..." The servants hesitated: They never thought that Sikong Lingge would return, so they didn't prepare a room for her.

When she was frozen and didn't know what to do, Mrs. Feng came back and yelled at the servant with a dark face, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and tidy up a guest room and give it to Miss Sikong?!"

"Yes!" The servant took the order and hurried to tidy up.

Mrs. Feng turned around, and when facing Sikong Lingge, she had already put on another expression, smiling, "Lingge, running around, must be very tired, you should sit down first, drink a cup of tea, eat something Snack, wait for the servant to tidy up the guest room before going to rest."

Sikong Lingge pursed his lips and remained silent, raised his eyes, glanced at Mrs. Feng indifferently, walked over and sat down.

It's not that Sikong Lingge is impolite, but——

Mrs. Feng's inconsistent hypocrisy made people feel disgusted.

Sikong Lingge really had no choice but to talk to a person wearing a mask.

Sikong Lingge has tried his best to imagine Mrs. Feng's behavior as if everything is for Li Ye.

But still—

Feeling a little... sick.

***********************Shangguanrui's special dividing line******************** *****************

Soon, the servants cleaned up the room.

Madam Feng originally wanted to accompany Sikong Lingge upstairs to take care of her.

But the servant came to say that Fang Yiren was making a big noise in the room, refused treatment, and threatened to kill Sikong Lingge.

The movement was so loud that it already disturbed the guests invited by Master Feng.

Mrs. Feng had no choice but to ask Sikong Lingge to accompany her, and left in a hurry to deal with it.

Madam Feng didn't follow, but Sikong Linge was happy and relaxed.

Under the guidance of the servants, they went upstairs to the newly prepared guest room.

After tidying up briefly, hiding his things and changing his clothes, Sikong Lingge turned around and left the guest room.

The servant guarding the door saw her come out, and was slightly taken aback, "Miss Sikong, are you...?"