Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Sikong Lingge clenched his fists hard, his knuckles turned white.

How to do?

Could it be that Fang Yiren didn't say anything?

Just when Sikong Lingge was anxious and distressed...

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Sikong Lingge raised his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall: 47:[-].

It's so late, who could it be?

Sikong Lingge was suspicious, and walked over to open the door, "Li Ye? Why are you here?"

"Did I bother you?" Feng Liye glanced at the pajamas she was wearing.

Sikong Lingge shook his head, "No. It's so late, what can I do for you?"

"What I said before..."

"It's late, the weather is cold, let's talk first." Sikong Lingge hurriedly interrupted, glanced warily at the servant behind him, and turned away.

The servant nodded and was about to come in with the wheelchair.

"It's fine if I come, you go and rest." Sikong Lingge took over, without giving the servant a chance to react, and quickly closed and locked the door.

"Drink a glass of water to warm your body." Sikong Lingge poured a glass of water and handed it over. He listened intently and made sure that the footsteps of the servants had gradually faded away before getting to the point. "Come here so late, what's important?" ?"

"What are you going to do with Yi Ren's matter?" Feng Liye directly cut to the point without being devious.

……

Sikong Lingge bit his lip, but did not answer.

Because, she didn't know what to do.

Fang Yiren doesn't eat soft or hard food, and his mouth is harder than clam shells, so he was printed in the same mold as Fang Jianren.

Sikong Lingge knew that even if he increased the dose tenfold, hundredfold, or even a thousandfold, Fang Yiren would not say anything.

Besides, even if she wanted to increase the dose, there was no way—

Originally, it was the medicine that was found on the spot, and the portion was not much, so I sent half of it back to Shangguan's house...

Sikong Lingge budgeted, those medicines can only last until before the wedding.

After the medicine was used up and she had no bargaining chips, it would be even more difficult for her to learn about the antidote from Fang Yiren's mouth——

Fang Yiren is always looking for opportunities to take advantage of his own loopholes so that he can fight back...

Sikong Lingge has no interrogation experience at all, and these methods of dealing with Fang Yiren were learned from Shangguan's thorough interrogation of Fang Jianren.

She really had a headache, was anxious, and was afraid that if the time dragged on for too long, the child would suffer like Fang Yiren——

These days, every time Sikong Lingge saw Fang Yiren having an attack, his heart felt cold. Images of the child being tortured just like Fang Yiren kept flashing through his mind.

Fortunately, there was no bad news from Zhixing.

This reassured Sikong Lingge a lot.

However, if it doesn't happen now, it doesn't mean it won't happen in the future!

She still had to get information about the antidote from Fang Yiren as soon as possible!

Sikong Lingge took a deep breath, came back to his senses, looked at Feng Liye, and said dryly, "I haven't thought of... a solution."

"You alone can't solve it." Feng Liye shook his head, his voice was low, blowing like a breeze, "I know Yi Ren's temper very well, the more you push her, the less she will let go."

"..." Si Lingge clenched his fists: Fang Yiren's mouth is stiff, she has learned it thoroughly in the past two days.

"If you want someone to give in, sometimes, it's useless to rely on coercion. You have to find the other person's weakness and use it."

weakness?

Sikong Lingge frowned: She doesn't know Fang Yiren very well, how could she know what Fang Yiren's weakness is?