Their Intriguing Marriage

For a moment, LAN's CEO's office was like a grand funeral filled with paper money in slow motion.

There was a look of panic on Li Lin's face, but she didn't know what to say, so she hurried forward, carefully approached Feng Chi, who had a very strong magnetic field, and tried to hold him by the corner of his coat to persuade him not to make trouble. But Feng Chi frowned and shook off her hand, and said impatiently, "get out of here!"

Lan Qing looks very calm, and there are several pieces of white paper on his body, which are printed with dense numbers. He dusted the papers off his body, then waved to Li Lin and said, "you go out first. Don't come in unless I tell you."

She took a deep breath, then nodded slightly, turned and walked out the door.

As soon as she walked out of the door, Feng Chi turned around and kicked the door heavily. Li Lin's back was stiff again. Then it took three seconds to ease down.

Although she was scared by Fengchi's aura that her brain had stopped working, she was still curious about how Fengchi, who had been fooling around all the time, could suddenly be like this. She hesitated for a moment, but she turned and put her ear to the door, listening carefully.

But it was as quiet as a tomb, without any quarrel. But she knew that behind the door, there was an atomic bomb that could detonate at any time. Once the gun was ignited, there would be a sky shaking explosion, so that everyone here could not escape.

Lanqing looked at the angry face across a large desk, but with a faint arc on her lips, she said, "I am not a man. My wife has the final say, not you." He said, even gathering up the scattered files on the table.

"In your eyes, it doesn't matter what other people do except you and your family? Can others trample on everything they care about? You don't allow me to contact Li Qingning again. I have nothing to say, but how do you explain what Lin Bai did? Do you really feel that way when you push a woman to a dead end? "

Feng Chi clenched his hand tightly, as if in the palm of his hand was Lan Qing's neck. His eyes were filled with a strong chill, as if to swallow the calm man in front of him.

Lan Qing laughed, stood up and walked to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "if you are talking about Lin's equity acquisition plan, I can only tell you that this is a decision made by the board of directors of the company after deliberation. Although it has a lot to do with me, it is only for the company's interests, and you have gradually taken over the Fengjia industry, I'll understand that when I do business, I don't want to be sentimental. "

"Except Li Qingning, don't you have any feelings for other people? Seeing us struggling in the abyss, can you really get God's pitiful sense of existence that overlooks the common people? " Feng Chi's face was black all the time, and the line of his chin was tight. He moved his body quietly and shook off his hand on his shoulder.

"As I said, the bulk acquisition of Lin's shares is a common decision of the company. As for your father, I'm sorry." Lan Qing said, shrugged his shoulders, turned and walked back to the desk to sit down.

Feng Chi suddenly feels a little suffocated. He can't feel the existence of Lan Qing's breath, which is only a few meters away from him. The man in front of him seems to be a cold spectator in this world. He has no emotion, weakness or friends. He just guards his territory with paranoia, and then expands wildly. He is like a huge and cold black hole, even Li Qingning can't warm him at all.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had been detached and relieved. He shook his head and nodded his head. He took a deep look at Lan Qing sitting there with a calm face, turned and walked towards the door of the office.

When I got to the door of the elevator, the mobile phone in my pocket suddenly rang. He frowned, took out his cell phone, pressed the call button without even looking at the caller ID, and stuck the receiver to his ear. Dozens of seconds later, his hand suddenly began to shake with great frequency.

"Ding" after a sound, the elevator door slowly opened, but he did not go in, but slowly squatted in front of the elevator door.

He listened to the phone call from Aunt Xu. She kept sobbing, gave out the name of the hospital, and fell down as fast as she could. It was like the ground of the Arctic suddenly split a deep crack, falling straight towards the deepest cold and darkness. He suddenly felt that he was hanging on the edge of the cliff, and the world was grinning at him unkindly, and then broke off his hand tightly clinging to the cliff.

Although he knew that Lan Qing's words sounded heartless, every word could not withstand repeated deliberation. As a businessman, he was of course the most interested. As Li Qingning's lover, he also had the obligation and right to protect her from harm. But deep in his heart, the great sadness and helplessness seized him tightly, and this emotion eventually turned into a cold thorn, which filled his heart like ice.

He didn't know when his eyes began to become warm, even he didn't know when two tears rolled out. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. Then he stood up and walked into the elevator. His sad face disappeared on the 30th floor of LAN's house as the door of the elevator closed slowly.

Li Lin stood at the corner, looking at his shoulder slightly shaking back, watching him calmly and slowly into the elevator, my heart suddenly some bad taste. She would never have expected that the dandy who used to care nothing would now play such a role of vicissitudes and embarrassment. Maybe life is an unexpected drama.

After driving all the way to the hospital, it was too late to lock the car, so it pushed the door open and strode toward the tenth floor of the hospital.

On the phone, aunt Xu sobbed and told him that Feng Yifei suddenly fainted and was sent to the hospital for rescue. The doctor said that his condition had deteriorated and that he had to have a liver transplant immediately.

For the first time, he ran with all his strength, as if he would miss everything if he slowed down for a second. His heart was gripped by fear, and hospital air poured into his lungs, making him want to vomit.

When he came to the ward, his father was lying quietly in bed. He closed his eyes and looked so peaceful. It was like a weak fire in the dark, burning pitifully, as if it was about to go out. The fire was high and low, like the curve on the nearby heart monitor.