Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Sikong Lingge tidied up briefly, took out the syringe and the bug given by Shangguan Che, and put them away separately.

Then, sit down and eat.

After eating, Sikong Lingge rested for a while, locked the door, took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Sikong Lingge took a book and sat on the wicker chair on the balcony to read.

On the side, listening to the servants downstairs.

After ten o'clock, the sound downstairs gradually dissipated.

When Sikong Lingge went to pour water, he took a look and found that most of the servants had already cleaned up and were about to rest.

Only the few who had whispered to Mrs. Feng just now were scattered in every corner, standing like statues, with no intention of leaving at all.

It seemed that they planned to keep an eye on themselves 24 hours a day.

Sikong listened to the song, raised his eyebrows, went back upstairs, and sat down to read a book again.

Tired of watching, just lie down and rest for a while.

Just wait patiently...

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After one o'clock in the morning.

Sikong Lingge went downstairs to pour water again.

It was discovered that all kinds of fatigue had appeared on the faces of the servants, and they were yawning again and again.

Sikong Lingge didn't say anything, and went back to the room with a drink in his hand.

When I came down again after two o'clock, most of the servants had already fallen to the side, sleeping in a daze.

There was no haste to act immediately.

Sikong Lingge waited patiently for about half an hour, and went out with the prepared things.

She carefully avoided the security guards in charge of the Feng family, turned around and came to a small independent building——

Fang Yiren lived in it.

This is the news that Sikong Lingge overheard from the servant.

Sikong Lingge walked around to the back of the building and entered through the back door, secretly rejoicing that he had lived in Feng's house before and was familiar with everything here.

Otherwise, Feng's house is so big, she will get lost before she finds where Fang Yiren lives.

Sikong Lingge flashed in lightly and went up to the second floor.

At a glance, Sikong Lingge immediately guessed which room Fang Yiren lived in——

There are servants guarding the door, and the answer is clear at a glance.

Sikong Lingge retreated subconsciously, and dodged to hide in the nearest room.

Fortunately, she had guessed that this would happen and was already prepared.

Take out the clothes in the bag and change into them, hiding them in your chest.

Sikong Lingge sorted out his emotions and kept calm before turning around and preparing to leave...

After passing the dressing mirror, I couldn't help turning my head to take a look.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of himself in the full-length mirror, stopped involuntarily, and straightened his appearance.

This nurse's attire was brought by the person Sikong Lingge asked Shangguan Zhixing to come over to connect him. He was in a hurry, and he hadn't tried it on before, but he didn't expect it to fit him very well.

Sikong Lingge looked at himself in the mirror, quite satisfied with his current attire.

Couldn't help but look again.

In the next second, Sikong Lingge was stunned, he stopped abruptly, and stared at the person in the mirror without blinking, unable to recover for a long time.

Is it a hallucination?

Or is she wrong?

Why do you feel that the person in the mirror is different from your usual self...?

The outline is deeper, and the facial features are more prominent.

Especially the eyes—

It turned from black to dark brown! ?

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[Although it is Qixi Festival today if you give it face, it is only Tuesday if you don't give it face!I still want to wish the babies a happy Qixi Festival. If you don’t have a boyfriend, just spend Tuesday! 】