The president's dream beauties

Chapter 319
Leng Chenfeng's body fell heavily on the ground, the cold ground, the cool feeling penetrated into his body through his pants.He suddenly felt that the temperature of this world had disappeared at this moment.

How did Wan Linglong persist in those days?How hurt should she be?
Leng Chenfeng murmured to himself, but his cruising gaze found traces of blood on the ground that should have been white.

This bloodstain was exactly the blood that flowed out from the cut made by her hand on the glass cup that fell on the ground when Wan Linglong was lying on the ground.

That blood, because so much time had passed, finally looked bleak.

Leng Chenfeng only felt his heart ache, he slowly stretched out his right hand, and gently landed on the bloodstain.The bloodstains dried up, what happened to the owner who bled that day.

Originally, Leng Chenfeng was unwilling to let Wan Linglong leave in his heart, but what Mr. Leng said was the decision he should have made. With such a big mountain as the Leng Group and South Sichuan International, he still chose the path that seemed the most sensible. The path of choice, and he has made such a choice from childhood to adulthood.To be precise, he seems to be such a machine of choice, a pedestrian following this path.

But Wan Linglong is different from ordinary girls after all. When we first met, I thought she wanted to get something and deliberately avoided bumping into him. Later, I found that her head was so blank, she was like a little white rabbit. She's so cute, people can't help but want to pity and love her, but the one who hurt her in the end, is it me after all?
Leng Chenfeng fell to the ground, he stretched his limbs, this posture should be done by a child playing, or a bitter person who is drunk.But now Leng Chenfeng, a person who stands at an absolute height in the world's economic field, unexpectedly fell to the ground, with his hands and feet spread so casually.

Through observation these days, the servants of the cold house have deeply felt that the young master has also changed, but whether it has changed for the better or for the worse, they dare not make a decision lightly.But although I don't know whether it's getting better or worse, the young master hasn't lost his temper these days, and he doesn't seem to have any demands.When he did something wrong, he just turned his head to look, without saying anything, and sometimes he didn't even bother to turn his head.

Leng Chenfeng entered this room, which once belonged to Wan Linglong's room, none of the servants dared to disturb him.

Looking at the white ceiling, another scene seemed to appear in front of Leng Chenfeng's eyes. This scene was all about Wan Linglong's fond memories belonging to them.

Before, Leng Chenfeng was just suppressing the thoughts and thoughts that popped up in his heart, but the words Hua Xiaoyu and Wen Mingxu said today, those words from beginning to end, without end, have already affected Leng Chenfeng a little. Change.

If everything in reality is put aside, in the deepest part of his heart, the best hidden figure is still Wan Linglong, this point, he can't deny it, at least when no one is standing in front of him, he Can't lie to myself.But every time he denies it in front of others, does he really deceive himself into it?No, he knew, that couldn't be.

Memories over and over again, deep thoughts again and again, periods of past and deep pain.Leng Chenfeng seemed to see the girl again, holding a flower pot in her arms, and a dead tree branch was planted in the flower pot, but the girl foolishly insisted that it was a flower, a flower that belonged to her.

Because of her persistence, the flower pot never served a single flower from birth to the end of its life. A dead wood branch is a dead wood branch after all, how could it become a flower.

"How could it turn into a flower? Because, you are the flower!" Leng Chenfeng muttered words, seemingly unintentional or intentional, but they hit his own heart.Echoing in his brain, it was like a sky-shattering roar. The surrounding clouds were deep and misty, and there was no light. The sky-shattering thunder blasted the dark world and blasted out thousands of miles of sunshine.

Under the thousands of miles of sunshine, there is a small wooden house, a small forest next to the small wooden house, and layers of soft wormwood are playing like waves under the breeze.The flowing water gurgles in front of the cabin, and that "Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong" is the most moving music in the world!

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong" the flowing water is gurgling, tirelessly, how could it be such a sound?Leng Chenfeng was a little confused, as if he lost his way while walking in Haoran's forest.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, ding-dong, ding-dong" Gradually, he couldn't tell the difference, and felt more and more that this was not the time of flowing water, but the years of tears.

He walked retrograde along the stream, and couldn't see what should be making the sound of dripping water, but it was a picture of a girl in his mind, crying tears in his eyes.

"How sad are you, that your tears turned into rivers." He was expressionless, and he just walked like that. He didn't feel any pain when the hard stones under his feet were stuck on the soles of his feet. He only looked at the direction ahead, and the water Come up above, is there a crying person on it, but that person is you who is sad?
He didn't know how long the time passed in silence, he seemed to have lost his thoughts, at least he couldn't control what he was thinking rationally, and even began to mutter more and more seriously in his mouth, he didn't know what to say. What is it?This mountain, one water, one luxury, one admires the beautiful scenery as before, and I don't know why.

"Are your tears turned into rivers, or are the rivers changed into tears by your sorrow..."

Outside the cold house, there was a screeching sound of braking.This sound, this movement made it a bit loud, so that the servants of Leng Zhai looked at the car with dissatisfied eyes.

The car door opened, and a beautiful little foot was exposed, which was actually a red high-heeled shoe. Do you want to exaggerate and declare that you are in a good mood?

The woman who came down was Wuma Youyou. Wuma Youyou was already engaged to Leng Chenfeng, so when she came to Leng's house, she accidentally made the brakes a little louder, but the dissatisfied eyes of the servants saw that it was her. At that moment, they all took it back and went about their own business.

Wuma Youyou walked briskly, her red high-heeled shoes kissed the ground intimately, and made a "crack" sound, as if two people who had been separated for a long time finally got together, so there should be some lingering in the body, and the lingering will be Make a crashing sound.Those who are willing to listen to the voice will find it wonderful, while those who are not willing to listen to it will find it annoying.

Wuma Youyou entered the door, there was no need to report anything, she was already regarded as one-third of the owner of this house in name.Mr. Leng and Leng Chenfeng each accounted for one-third. As for the two little ones, Leng Mo and Leng Qing, let's not count them for now!

"He?" Wuma Youyou looked at the maid cleaning the table and asked directly.

He naturally has no suspense about this, and he doesn't need to worry too much about mistaken people.

"In the upstairs room." The maid said, looking at Wan Linglong's original room, which was where Leng Chenfeng was at the moment.

Wuma Youyou frowned slightly, moved her steps, and went straight up.

"Miss Wuma!" The maid yelled quickly, because Leng Chenfeng couldn't be disturbed at this time, so she seemed to remind Wuma Youyou, but after she yelled, she felt a little uncomfortable psychologically. Willing to say it.

"What's wrong?" Wuma Youyou felt a little puzzled.

"No, it's nothing, why don't I report it first?" The maid was terrified, regretting that she shouldn't have spoken more just now, she should have changed the table and wiped it earlier, and it would be best to stay away.

"No need." Wuma Youyou shrugged and replied with a slight smile.

This answer immediately put the maid's heart at ease, and she took a long breath, as if she was facing a choice between life and death just now.She was still struggling with how to choose, but Wuma Youyou told her that this choice was cancelled.

The maid didn't dare to think too much, and immediately moved away from the stairs.

Wuma Youyou knocked on the door, "Chen Feng, are you there?" She called softly.

There was no response, so Wuma Youyou shouted again, but there was still no response.The room is so quiet!His own voice was like a stone sinking into the sea without stirring up anything.

Wuma Youyou hesitated for a moment, but decided not to do this unresponsive thing. She tried to open the door, but the door was indeed unlocked.She stuck her head in, and what she saw was nothing, "Leng Chenfeng?" She suddenly became suspicious, is the maid lying to me?It's so bold, it must be taught a bloody lesson!

Wuma Youyou didn't see Leng Chenfeng at all, and only saw the not-so-bright objects in the room.But just when he and she sighed and were about to close the door and turn around to teach the maid a lesson, her face first became a little distorted.

She saw it, Wumayouyou saw Leng Chenfeng collapsed on the ground.This made her really confused and incomprehensible, as if this was beyond the scope of human thinking.But as her face changed several times, she suddenly realized a serious problem.

She felt that Leng Chenfeng was unwell and fainted!Damn it, why did he react so slowly, Wuma Youyou scolded himself in his heart.At the same time, he rushed up immediately, this lunge was a bit too fierce, so that when he stopped, he almost fell on Leng Chenfeng.

"Chenfeng, what's the matter with you, what's the matter with you! Wake up!" Wuma Youyou was extremely anxious, shaking her hands constantly, and calling out in her mouth, but Leng Chenfeng didn't respond at all. Realizing that it seemed impossible to wake up Leng Chenfeng by himself, he had to ask the doctor for help.

"Come on! Come on! Call an ambulance, hurry up!" Wuma Youyou shouted at the door.At this time, the woman could no longer care about her exquisite and gorgeous dress, let alone the elegance and etiquette she once relied on.If her elder brother Wuma Youyou saw it, she would definitely feel that her sister was absolutely crazy again.

(End of this chapter)