alone?

Is Leng Yu so quick to find out it's Qiao Yi?

Flustered Duan Qingyan quickly made a silent gesture to Qiao Yi, stabilized her disordered breath, and she pretended to be impatient: "I'm rescuing my father's orchids, who wants to see me in private?"

"He He won't say

And Qiao a exchange of eyes, Duan Qingyan asked: "that is male or female can always see it?"

"It's a man, but I can't see his face clearly."

Leng Yu will never block his face. Even if he blocks his face, the servant will see it at a glance.

Duan Qingyan is a little relieved, and then the question comes again. Is it not Leng Yu? Who else has to see her in private?

"Tell him to wait."

Hearing the servant's footsteps farther and farther away, Duan Qingyan put down her nervousness in her heart. She turned to look at Qiao Yi, and her eyes burst out a few sharp lines.

"I'd better hide out and wait for my news. Dad, you know what to say."

Qiao nodded and secretly opened the small door to make sure that there was no one around. Duan Qingyan quickly disappeared in a group of buildings. Duan Qingyan took a few steps to make sure that he really left. Just as usual, Duan Qingyan walked towards the door with the appearance of Duan family's gold.

Seeing Duan Qingyan from a distance, the servant immediately came up and pointed to the man standing outside the gate with his head down: "Miss, it's him who wants to find you."

Duan Qingyan is unfamiliar with her clothes and figure. She squints at her and slows down her steps: "are you..."

Anxiously waiting for the man suddenly raised his head, eye-catching face let Duan Qingyan face big change: "you, how do you find here?"

……

Royal ornaments.

Kevin, who sent another batch of design drafts to Lengyu's desk, stopped at the door.

"Boss, Xiaojin is still out of touch. I'm afraid..."

"Everything you're afraid of may happen." Leng Yu flipped the design draft, slightly cool tone with a bit casual, "so it's no use worrying, busy you should be busy."

"But boss..."

Kevin hesitates and turns out of the office. After a while, he knocks on the door.

"Boss, it's time for you to get off work."

Leng Yu, who focused all his attention on the design drawing, didn't respond at all. He looked attentive, like he was going to fight to the death in the next second.

“BOSS。”

He went to take out the design drawing in Leng Yu's hand. Xinyi held it in his arms and reminded him again, "if I work overtime continuously, my body will collapse. I don't want to be interviewed and searched because Leng Dashen died young."

Leng Yu with empty hands frowned slightly: "it seems that I have to take good care of the people under my hands. Only in this way can I betray Xiaojin."

"How can boss compare me with Xiaojin?" Xinyi immediately explained, "I'm worried about the boss's body. After all, the person who pays me the salary so that I can pay off the car loan and the house loan is the boss."

The dark complexion eased slightly, and Leng Yu got up: "let's make it a success. Actually, I'm worried about my car loan, but I use my body as an excuse."

As soon as the joking God started to make a joke, his killing power was huge. After two seconds, he quickly followed.

As the car slid out of the parking lot, Xin Yi asked, "back to Nanyuan or Miss Luo?"

"Nanyuan."

As soon as the voice fell, Leng Yu's mobile phone rang out.

"Boss, Qiao Yi, Duan Zhenghao's bodyguard, suddenly lost contact."

The sudden loss of contact means that Qiao Yi's attempt to scratch Luo Xiaojing's wrist must have ulterior motives. Is it Duan Zhenghao's instigation?

"What about Duan Zhenghao? What happened to him? "

"He doesn't seem to know anything about it at all."

Hearing the words, Leng Yu is more puzzled. If Duan Zhenghao doesn't act, it's just Qiao's decision to scratch Luo Xiaojing. It doesn't make sense at all.

Qiao Yi and Luo Xiaojing don't have any grudges. It's not reasonable to risk hurting Luo Xiaojing at someone's command.

If you want to know the answer as soon as possible, you can only go to see Duan Zhenghao and ask him for a clear answer. However, if you rashly tell him what to do

"All the clues are provided to the police, urging them to find someone as soon as possible, keep an eye on Duan Zhenghao, and report any disturbance to me immediately."

When the phone hangs up, the cloud between Leng Yumei's heart doesn't show any signs of dissipating. The reason for Luo Xiaojing's injury begins to develop in a strange direction. The only thing he thinks can be said is that Duan Zhenghao can't dig Luo Xiaojing's horn. He takes risks to destroy Luo Xiaojing's future for his own selfish desire.

But that's Duan Zhenghao. He wants to destroy Luo Xiaojing. There are more ways to destroy Luo Xiaojing. He doesn't want to take high risks with low IQ. He doesn't know that he will be implicated when Qiao fails.

So

Did Duan Zhenghao recognize Luo Xiaojing's sculptor as Luo Rou?

But it doesn't make sense. He has already found out what happened to the car accident. Although the Leng family has concealed some key information, he is sure that it has nothing to do with Duan Zhenghao.Rao is Leng Yu. He can't grasp the key point. He is more eager than anyone. But now all he can do is wait for the truth to clear all the obstacles for Luo Xiaojing.

"Boss, do you want to go to Duan first?"

Xin Yi's inquiry interrupts Leng Yu's thinking, and he says coldly: "I'll go back to Nanyuan."

Nothing is more important than Luo Xiaojing's safety, and the disobedient little woman may run away once she wakes up.

The guess comes true. Leng Yugang, who returns to Nanyuan, opens the door and sees Luo Xiaojing wearing shoes at the door while he is on the hands-free phone.

"I'm sorry, Miss Su. I've overslept. I'm going to the studio right now. I'm not worried about safety. I'm only worried about Ah, my... "

Luo Xiaojing instinctively jumps up and grabs the stolen mobile phone. His hand reaches into the air. The overbearing man is facing the receiver: "Mr. Su, I'm Leng Yu. Luo Xiaojing won't go to the carving studio today. I'll call you later."

"Hello

Stop a step late, the end of the call of the man put Luo Xiaojing's mobile phone into his trouser pocket, standing like a towering mountain, no one can climb.

Luo Xiaojing held out his hand to him: "give me back my cell phone."

Leng Yu shook his head and stood still.

"There's no problem with the safety of the carving studio. Mr. Su recently received a very important customization, which can't be delayed for a minute."

Rob but can't push, Luo Xiaojing can only reason, but the man didn't buy: "can have how important?"

"It's so important that it can decide the life and death of a jewelry group. If it can't be completed as soon as possible, Miss Su's carving studio can't be opened..."

Anxious to forget the confidentiality agreement, Luo Xiaojing quickly covers his mouth, Leng for a second and hit himself, have already said out, cover also useless.

"Life and death?" Frowning, Leng Yu stares at the uneasy Luo Xiaojing. He just doubted before, but now he seems to be sure.

After changing his stance, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "is it a group of tourmaline carvings that Mr. Su took?"