Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Even the servants outside the door couldn't hear it.

"Open the door...open the door...let me go out..." Sikong Lingge continued to knock without giving up, but his head was still dizzy, and the bones all over his body felt like they had been dismantled and reinstalled, the pain was excruciating.

Damn!

She should learn more about self-defense.

If you learn it, you won't be so vulnerable at all.

Fang Yi gave a light push, and fell so badly that he almost couldn't even stand still...

After struggling for a long time, no one paid attention.

Sikong Lingge stopped and leaned against the door to catch his breath.

After resting for a while, I felt much better, moved a chair over, and was about to knock on the door——

I don't believe that I smashed the door, those servants can still pretend to be deaf, so they can't hear anything.

Sikong Lingge took a deep breath and lifted his chair.

At this moment, the communicator hidden in the clothes suddenly vibrated.

This communicator was given to her by Shangguan Zhixing, and no third person knew the number.

Sikong Lingge quickly put down his chair, went to the bathroom, and took out the communication.

Sure enough, Shangguan Zhixing.

Sikong Lingge looked around and made sure there was no monitor before pressing the answer button.

However, in order to reduce the risk of being eavesdropped, Sikong Lingge turned the volume to the minimum——

Mrs. Feng said that it was impossible for Fang Yiren to install a surveillance camera on her body. Although Fang Yiren did not deny it, she did not say that she did not install it.

All is better to be careful.

"Listen to the song." The line was connected, and Shangguan Zhixing's voice came out through the earphones.

Sikong Lingge nodded, but did not speak.

Shangguan Zhixing saw through her worry at a glance, "Don't worry, I've checked it in Filipino, and no one has stolen it."

When Sikong listened to the song, his tense body instantly relaxed.

In the next second, thinking that Fang Yiren and Mrs. Feng were going to find their child and didn't know what they would do, the whole body tensed up again, and his voice was dry, "Zhixing, can you find out what Fang Yiren's current status is?" Location? They went to find the child..."

Sikong Lingge repeated what happened just now in the most concise words.

Shangguan Zhixing was silent for a while, "Not yet..."

"Then what should we do?" Sikong Lingge's heart tightened suddenly, his mind went blank, and he began to speak incoherently, "They... children..."

"Calm down first, don't worry. With Mrs. Feng here, Fang Yiren dare not do anything to the child."

"But Fang Yiren said that the child should be given medicine..."

"As long as Feng Liye's surgery doesn't happen, Mrs. Feng won't let Fang Yiren mess around." Shangguan Zhixing said firmly——

When Mrs. Feng let her go, she came to her behind Fang Yiren's back and begged her to perform Feng Liye's surgery.

Shangguan Zhixing's condition is that no matter what happens in the future, Mrs. Feng must protect the child and not let the child have any accidents, otherwise, in her life, she will never want to see the day Feng Liye stands up.

Mrs. Feng agreed.

Judging from Sikong Lingge's description just now, Mrs. Feng should not have forgotten this agreement.

Shangguan Zhixing regained his composure, and his voice became solemn, "Listen to the song, this morning, the Feng family sent a wedding invitation."

"What?" Sikong Lingge shook violently, his chest tightened violently, "Impossible! Mrs. Feng has specifically confessed that no one from the official family is allowed to enter Feng's house!"

Although it was purposeful, Sikong Lingge felt chills all over his body just by imagining Shangguan Rui seeing him marrying Feng Liye...