Their Intriguing Marriage

Looking at the woman with slight sharp ups and downs in her chest, she seemed to be a frightened fawn. Feng Chi's smile became more profound.

"I don't do anything. I told you when I was outside the guest room. I miss you."

He stepped forward and said in Lin Bai's ear. His tone was dim yellow, which complemented the warm yellow light in the banquet hall.

But in ordinary days, many people, including Lin Bai, have tried many tricks, but today they seem to be out of order.

Lin Bai turned his head to the other side and looked at the surrounding environment. He said coldly: "Feng Chi, on such an important occasion today, I don't want to entangle with you. You remember, we don't matter. I'm not familiar with you."

"Who do you have to do with, Lan Qing? Is it Lan Qing standing more than ten steps away from us? Is it Lan Qing who stands beside Li Qingning with a proud smile

Feng Chi's voice was low but with irresistible magic, beating her every nerve.

She turned her head and looked him straight in the eyes, with full stubbornness in her eyes, and even some hostility. She said, word by word, low and firm: "it has nothing to do with you, who I love, it's my own business."

I don't know why, his heart lit up a group of nameless flame, began to flame higher and higher, that kind of feeling, almost swallowed him.

His eyes are no longer the original kind of light fun, dark eyes gradually tightened, a pair of beautiful eyes exuding a dangerous atmosphere, tightly staring at the stubborn woman in front of him.

Trying to suppress the nameless evil fire in his heart, he almost roared in a low voice: "Lin Bai, that's not what you said when you were in bed with me. At that time, you didn't look familiar."

"Or do you women just like this, with the ability of self contempt, today in this bed, tomorrow in a twinkling of an eye say love is someone else?"

His face with aggressive fierce, let her feel a little strange, his every word, every word, like a thin, poisoned silver needle, stabbed in her heart, let her breathe hard, gradually lose her mind.

With a wave of her hand, a clear and loud slap fell on his handsome and mean face.

Feng Chi's head was turned to one side by the sudden slap, as if the picture was fixed there.

That very loud voice, let Lin Bai some dizzy mind instantly clear a little bit, looking at Feng Chi that white perfect can match the woman's face, slightly bulging with red palm print, the face flashed a strange emotion.

There was a tingling sensation in the palm of her hand, which was slightly shaking on one side of her body. Looking at him, he said, "Feng Chi, I don't want to see you any more. You make me sick."

Then he turned and ran to the gate of the banquet hall. The sound of high heels crashing on the floor is like the sound of a heart crashing.

Just, whose heart is so fragmented, in the soft piano music of the banquet hall at the moment, even they probably don't know.

The people within a few steps of them heard the clear voice and stopped to talk with the people around them in a low voice. They either heard it clearly or secretly and turned their eyes to Feng Chi.

For a moment, the rustling sound of conversation in the banquet hall gradually disappeared, showing an almost eerie silence. Only the soothing piano solo floated in the air, and then dissipated in the sky with crystal lights hanging in the banquet hall.

Feng Chi raised one hand to touch his face, raised his neck and drank the wine in the wine cup in the other hand, which diluted the faint bloody taste in his mouth.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he walked away from the focus of the crowd's eyes and disappeared in a humble place in the banquet hall.

The whole hall restored the atmosphere of the conversation, as if nothing had just happened.

Lin Jianxiong looked at all this quietly not far away. Like an old man who saw everything from the perspective of God, he knew all kinds of things clearly.

For a long time, he took back his eyes, touched a cup with a group of middle-aged men and sipped the wine in the cup with a smile, but he did not know when in his eyes, which was not easy to be noticed.

Li Qingning follows Lan Qing to Lin Jianxiong and all the directors of the company.

For some reason, she always had a natural fear of Lin Jianxiong, just like the wonderful relationship between natural enemies. She was born at the bottom of the food chain.

She did not look at Lin Jianxiong standing opposite her with her eyelids drooping. She just stood there quietly with Lan Qing in one hand and wine glass in the other.

But even so, she felt extremely uncomfortable. Even if she didn't look up, she could feel that Lin Jianxiong's eyes were like sharp perspective rays, scanning her from top to bottom, from inside to night.

Lan Qing quietly tightens her arms, and Li Qingning knows what he means. She struggles to raise her head and looks at Lin Jianxiong in a kind but spicy way.

"Lin Dong, oh, no, on such an occasion, I should still call you uncle Lin. one of the people I want to thank most is you for the smooth development of LAN family."

Lan Qing's tone is light, but can't hear the slightest true feelings. Then he raised his glass to Lin Jianxiong and put all the remaining red wine into his throat.

Lin Jianxiong tried his best to hide his feelings. With a smile on his face, he looked like a kind elder. He raised his glass to him and drank the wine.

In front of this man's face confident and open look, and that man is so like, it is exactly the same.

That memory sprang out from the bottom of his heart, and all kinds of the past suddenly pressed on his heart, which was breathless.

Once upon a time, the only person who could give him a great sense of threat was Lan Qing's father. Now, the one who could kill him unprepared is still the LAN family.

Hum, he doesn't believe it. He can't beat LAN.

The man whose face is engraved with the trace of years is more old in Lan Qing's eyes at the moment.

Seeing him like this, Lan Qing's eyes have a kind of bright light, low-key and shining, just like a young and high spirited lion, looking down on the old people who are too old to support.

But after all, he was still young. What he saw was only their aging on the surface, but he didn't see their inner part, which was sharpened by the years, with the edge that can kill people without any effort.

Lin Jianxiong looked at him, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. After tonight, everything will be settled. He, Lin Jianxiong, is still the biggest winner.