Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Just her.

Sikong Lingge thought, she must have fallen asleep.

Everything in front of you can only be seen in a dream.

In the dream, she saw a thick white mist wrapping around her.

Sikong Lingge frowned, not knowing why he suddenly dreamed of such a situation.

She frowned, and walked forward slowly, step by step.

Suddenly, in the thick fog, he saw a long figure.

Is it Shangguan Rui?

Sikong Lingge was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Shangguan Rui—" Sikong Lingge shouted while running.

But that figure didn't seem to hear her voice, and kept walking forward.

Moreover, as she quickened her pace, the other party also walked faster and faster.

"Shangguan Rui! Shangguan Rui!" Sikong Lingge was startled, his chest was "thumping", and he chased after him with all his strength.

Grab each other's hand.

"Shangguan Rui, didn't you hear me calling you - Li Ye?" Sikong Lingge stood there in shock, looking at the person in front of him in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

How could it be Feng Li Ye?

Sikong Lingge was dumbfounded, his mind went blank for an instant.

In her heart, she vaguely knew that she was dreaming now.

But... Ever since Li Ye died, she has never dreamed about it, why suddenly...

Sikong Lingge was fixed there, like a statue, unable to move at all.

Feng Liye stared at her fixedly, and it took a long time before he broke the silence, "Long time no see, should I cheer you up, or listen to the song?"

"It's all...it's okay..." Sikong Lingge trembled, and stammered, there was an invisible hand in his throat, as if pinching there.

"Xinyu." Feng Liye's voice seemed to come from the sky, so ethereal that it almost pierced people...

Sikong Lingge was shocked, not knowing what expression to use to face him.

"How are you doing?" Feng Liye asked quietly.

"Ah... good." Sikong Lingge nodded, "I'm doing well."

"That's good." Feng Liye nodded, seemingly satisfied, but still not at ease, "How does Shangguan Rui treat you?"

"He treats me very well." Sikong Lingge replied without thinking.

Originally, she wanted to tell Li Ye that she and Shangguan Rui were on their honeymoon in Greece.

But he was afraid that if he said it, it would irritate Feng Liye, so he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"As long as you live well." Feng Liye murmured to himself, then suddenly pulled away Sikong Lingge's hand, turned and left.

"Li Ye?" Sikong Lingge was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses and caught up, "Where are you going?"

"Live my own life."

"Your own life?" Sikong Lingge paused.

She thought that Feng Liye was dead and would tell her that he was going to another world...

But he said that he wanted to live his own life...

why?

Could it be that he is not dead?

Where Sikong Lingge settled, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Feng Liye's figure is getting farther and farther, farther and farther...

A sentence floated in the air, "Lingge, I wish you happiness..."

Suddenly, a ball of flame burst out in the thick fog, burning Feng Liye to death!

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Sikong Lingge trembled and woke up.