Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"What are you hiding? Did you do something wrong again?" Shangguan Rui scolded coldly, his face was extremely dark, as forbearing as before a storm came.

Sikong Lingge's chest trembled, his face turned slightly pale, "No..."

"No?" Shangguan Rui snorted coldly, his voice came from an extremely cold place, "Sikong Lingge, do you really think I'm a fool for not seeing anything?"

Sikong Lingge was trembling and flustered, his heart was clenched tightly, he didn't know how to answer...

Zhixing didn't tell Shangguan Rui that he planned to accept Mrs. Feng's threat to go to Feng's house, she must have a reason...

Sikong Lingge took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, his voice was still dry, "It's really not..."

Sikong Lingge paused, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhixing..."

Shangguan Rui sneered, "You don't need to remind me about this matter, I will check with Zhixing myself."

Sikong Lingge nodded, "You can ask Zhixing to come over right away."

She also wanted to find out why Shangguan Zhixing hid part of the matter from Shangguan Rui.

Shangguan Rui stared straight at Sikong Lingge, thoughtful——

Her expression looked very natural, her eyes were even a little dazed, she didn't look like she was lying...

Perhaps, he was thinking too much?

Did Sikong Lingge really not hide his affairs?

The long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and Shangguan Rui's expression gradually softened.

Holding Sikong Linge's hand, the movement was gentle, "It's getting late, let's go downstairs for dinner."

After finishing speaking, he took Sikong Lingge's hand and walked towards the door.

Unexpectedly, Guan Rui's attitude would change so quickly, Sikong Lingge froze, and followed him numbly.

The two came to the corridor and met Fang Yiren who happened to come out of the room.

"Little boy, sister Linge." Fang Yiren greeted warmly with a sweet smile on his face.

Sikong Lingge stiffened and nodded unnaturally.

Shangguan Rui glanced at Fang Yiren coldly, without saying a word, he led Sikong Lingge forward, as if Fang Yiren did not exist.

Fang Yiren's expression froze, and his pupils suddenly darkened, flashing a gloomy coldness.

This cold feeling disappeared after only a second.

Fang Yiren took a few strides to catch up, "innocent and simple" smiled at them, took Sikong Linge's hand, and went downstairs with them.

The moment Fang Yiren grabbed him, Sikong Lingge's chest trembled, his whole body was hit by a strong electric current, his limbs were icy cold.

Struggling for a while, I wanted to pull my hand back.

Helpless, Fang Yiren's hands, like pliers, held tightly tightly.

Sikong Lingge didn't dare to move too much, for fear of ruining Shangguan Rui's plan, so he could only hold back the chill and let Fang Yiren hold it.

Fortunately, the restaurant is not far away, it's on the first floor, and it doesn't take 3 minutes to go down.

Otherwise, Sikong Lingge really can't guarantee that he will not be able to restrain himself and throw Fang Yiren away.

While thinking about it, he felt something extra in his palm, prickly, like paper strips folded into a square shape.

Fang Yiren What does this mean?

What are you going to use to threaten yourself?

Sikong Lingge frowned and looked at Fang Yiren.

Fang Yiren first gave Sikong Lingge a puzzled look, as if he had no idea why she was looking at him.

After everyone's eyes didn't pay attention to this side, they gave Sikong Linge an inscrutable smile, let go of her hand, and sat down at the dining table.