Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

The wheelchair is parked in the center of the hall, opposite to the sofa, a simple sofa with a long shadow.

Feng Liye sat on it, his handsome face turned slightly, his expression was very calm, his eyes were as deep as a pool of water.

Sikong Lingge's chest froze, and suddenly he had an illusion that Feng Liye knew everything that happened today like the palm of his hand?

Breathing becomes unsteady.

Sikong Lingge adjusted secretly to calm himself——

She is here to clarify all the truth, don't panic, panic, many things will be expressed unclearly, and the words will be lost.

Not only does it take time to explain, but it also appears to be a guilty conscience, making things up.

Sikong Lingge shook hands, covered in cold sweat.

She thought hard about where to start so as not to be abrupt.

There was silence.

In the air, strange and strange molecules are rushing.

"Sit." After a while, Feng Liye broke the silence.

Sikong sat down listening to the song.

"Come here suddenly, what's the matter?" Feng Liye turned the wheelchair and came forward.

Sikong Lingge hasn't figured out where to start, nodding or not nodding.

"Drink some water first to moisten your throat." Feng Liye poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him.

Sikong Lingge took it over and took a few sips, finally feeling much calmer.

Put the cup back on the table, Sikong Lingge took a deep look at Feng Liye, and mustered up the courage to say, "Li Ye, I'm here today..."

Just halfway through the conversation, Feng Liye interrupted——

"Are you going to talk to me about canceling the engagement?"

Sikong Lingge widened his eyes in astonishment, unable to believe it.

At this moment, countless questions flashed through Sikong Lingge's mind——

he knows?

Feng Liye actually knew the purpose of his visit today? !

When did he know?

Is it inferred from what happened just now?

impossible.

The sound insulation here is so good that even if the entire front yard exploded, you wouldn't be able to hear it.

It is impossible for Feng Liye to know what happened before.

It should be what Mrs. Feng said——

Seeing that she was taken away, Mrs. Feng felt that the wedding would definitely happen, so she ran to tell Feng Liye immediately.

Sikong Lingge's eyes flickered, and he came back to his senses, "How do you know?"

Feng Liye smiled lightly, but didn't answer, went to the desk, took a sealed cowhide bag, and handed it to Sikong to listen to the song.

"What?" Sikong Lingge frowned, his hands slightly sinking.

"open to take a look."

Sikong Lingge glanced at Feng Liye suspiciously, then lowered his head to open it.

In the file bag, there is nothing too valuable, only a few sheets of paper.

Sikong Lingge saw with sharp eyes, a familiar little red book.

It was a marriage certificate signed by Mrs. Feng under pressure.

In duplicate, all in a brown paper bag.

Sikong Lingge couldn't help but stiffen, not knowing what Feng Liye meant, "This...?"

"I've already signed it, and all the materials have been sent to the Civil Affairs Bureau, so things are a bit troublesome. You take the certificate first, tear it up or burn it, and dispose of it whatever you want." Feng Liye said lightly, keeping his face the whole time. Smiling, "Over there at the Civil Affairs Bureau, in my current situation, it is inconvenient for me to go out, and there are so many reporters around, it is impossible to go there together to sign and leave the night."

Sikong listened to the song, "..."

He sure knows!

"But it doesn't matter. I have asked someone to draw up the divorce agreement and signed it. I have also asked someone to say hello to the lawyer. You can go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau with the lawyer to go through the divorce procedures. They won't will embarrass you."