Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Sikong Lingge's entire face turned pale, and his heart trembled violently.

At this moment, Sikong Lingge felt as if he had been thrown into the furnace, suffering uncomfortably...

Will Fang Yiren discover the poem on the rubber cloth?

Seeing those two lines of poem, would Fang Yiren guess the meaning?

In the chaos, the figure of Shangguan Zhixing entered Sikong Lingge's field of vision.

She was wearing white pajamas, her eyes were a little foggy, and she looked like she had just woken up.

"Zile, who was knocking—Lingge, why are you here? Are you still barefoot?" Shangguan Zhixing's expression was "surprised".

Seeing that Shangguan Zhixing came out, Fang Yiren immediately put away his shrewd expression and returned to his innocent appearance, "Sister Lingge is here to deliver handmade soap. The handmade soap made by Sister Lingge is so beautiful, and there are lettering inside. !"

Fang Yiren said while holding up the handmade soap.

On the surface, it seemed that he wanted to show Shangguan Zhixing what words were engraved in the handmade soap, but in fact Fang Yiren wanted to see clearly.

While studying, Fang Yiren secretly glanced at Shangguan Zhixing from the corner of her eye to observe her expression.

Seeing this, Sikong Lingge's heart went cold——

Damn!

She was so self-righteous and careless!

She actually thought that Fang Yiren would not find out if everyone came to Shangguan Zhixing in the early morning when they were fast asleep.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yiren came to live with Zhixing!

Should have expected it!

Fang Yiren will never do nothing——

During the dinner, Fang Yiren clearly expressed doubts.

On the back of the hand, there are clearly finger marks from Fang Yiren's pinch——

And she was so stupid that she forgot all of this, and rashly came to Zhixing...

If Fang Yiren knew that he would tell Zhixing her secret, Fang Yiren would never let the child go.

How to do?

How to do?

How to do?

Sikong Linggemu was there, his mind was in chaos...

Shangguan Zhixing glanced at Fang Yiren lightly, with a calm expression, without any abnormalities, "Zile, the corridor lights are so dim, I can't see what is written in the handmade soap."

"Then where should I go?" Fang Yiren said sweetly, but she was sneering in her heart——

Shangguan Zhixing, don't think I don't know, you want to get information about Fang from Sikong Lingge!

She wanted to see how Shangguan Zhixing planned to deal with this situation!

"Let's take a look in the room." Shangguan Zhixing smiled and turned sideways to get out of the way.

Fang Yiren never expected that Shangguan Zhixing would be so generous, and was stunned for a moment.

The mind is spinning rapidly——

Did she infer wrongly?

Shangguan Zhixing simply likes the handmade soap made by Sikong Lingge, and just asks her to make it, there is no other meaning?

wrong!

If you really just like the simplicity of handmade soap, why would Sikong Lingge deliver it at five in the morning?

Sikong Lingge's expression was even more shocked than Fang Yiren's.

"Knowledge...?"

He actually invited Fang Yiren to watch it together, what was Shangguan Zhixing thinking?

She wasn't afraid, did Fang Yiren see anything?

Sikong Lingge looked at Shangguan Zhixing, full of doubts——

"Come in, the temperature difference between morning and evening is big recently, you don't even wear shoes, if you catch a cold later, brother will definitely be angry with me." Shangguan Zhixing said with a smile, his eyes were clear, and he couldn't see any worries.

Maybe... Zhixing has already figured out a way to deal with it?