Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning was silent. She didn't want to involve him in the struggle for imperial power, let alone the right and wrong between her and Dora.

The next second, he held her hand, pulled her between his legs and whispered, "speak!"

Wei Anning panicked and wanted to retreat. His legs clamped so that she couldn't move. She blushed and stared at him angrily, "Leng Youchen, don't be so overbearing, will you?"

"Then tell me honestly, who wants your life?" The man's eyes were oppressive and his tone was aggressive.

She bit her teeth and suddenly smiled with a cool voice: "who wants my life? Does it have anything to do with you? Mr. Leng, you're just my immediate boss. Don't cross the line. "

Leng Youchen twisted his eyebrows, and his black eyes rested on her face for a moment. He was not angered by her. "Wei Anning, when I talk to you well, you'd better answer honestly."

Wei Anning felt funny and really laughed, "why don't I answer honestly?"

The man's evil spirit hooked his lips. Wei Anning just felt bad and wanted to retreat. The next second, the sky turned dizzily in front of her and her back was against the soft mattress. She was pressed on the bed by Leng Youchen.

"I don't mind being beaten into action." Leng Youchen grabbed her little hand against his chest, pressed it on her head, and locked her with sharp eyes, "tell me, who do you suspect?"

Wei Anning stared at him angrily, "Leng Youchen, don't get involved. I can deal with it myself."

"No?" Leng Youchen raised his eyebrows. "Do you need me to do something to pry open your shell mouth?"

Wei Anning was really angry. He was even more stubborn than her. "I just doubt it. There is no evidence. Besides, you can't move this person. Why do you have to get involved?"

"Because you are in danger." Leng Youchen blurted out. She looked at him in shock. He was a little annoyed. "Today we are living and dying together. In the future, we will have a lot of business opportunities. I don't want to be attacked next time."

Wei Anning looked lonely. She lowered her eyelashes and smiled bitterly in her heart.

"Don't worry, this matter will be solved when I return to London, and you won't be attacked again." Wei Anning broke away his hand, climbed out from under him, went to his bed and sat down.

Leng Youchen turned over and sat up. The bath towel loosened slightly under the fierce action just now. He encircled it again and sipped his thin lips lightly. "If you don't say, I'll send someone to investigate. Wei Anning, your stubbornness just makes me spend more time on snacks and can't stop me."

Wei Anning frowned. "Why are you so stubborn?"

"Why are you so stubborn?" Leng Youchen asked.

"I don't want you to risk!" Wei Anning finished. The suite was quiet. She lowered her eyelids and twisted her hands tightly on her knees. "Today's thing is an accident. In the future, I'll try to stay away from you and don't let the danger affect you."

Leng Youchen sneered, "in your eyes, I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Wei Anning pursed her lips and looked up at him. Her eyes were sad and slowly shook her head. "It's not like this. I'm afraid you'll die."

Afraid, really afraid!

Five years ago, she was disappointed to learn that he died in a car accident.

In the afternoon, when he jumped up to block the stick for her, she heard the sound of broken heart. If something happened to him because of her, she would never forgive herself all her life.