Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Otherwise, Mrs. Feng may have succeeded at this time.

However, what Sikong Lingge didn't understand was, what was in his room that Mrs. Feng wanted?

So that she ignored her identity and sneaked into her room?

Is it looking for a gun——

Ever since Sikong Lingge wounded Fang Yiren, everyone in the Feng family looked at Sikong Lingge with involuntary fear, for fear that at some point, Sikong Lingge would get upset and pull out his gun again, and shoot People were injured.

It seems that the few shots she fired before really scared people.

Sikong Lingge pursed his lower lip slightly, sat down calmly, his eyes fell on the opened chest of drawers by the bed.

Mrs. Feng seemed to be stung by a bee, her chest was jumping in shock, "Then... you have a good rest after eating, if you have anything to do, just tell the servant to do it, I have something to do, so I won't bother you..."

Mrs. Feng said anxiously, led the servants, and fled away.

"Kick-"

The door shuts hastily.

The room suddenly fell into silence, and there was no sound.

Sikong Lingge inspected it and found that the drawers and the bed had all been moved.

Especially the pillow, which has traces of being searched repeatedly——

Although the searchers covered up and tried their best to restore things to their original appearance, no matter how careful they were, it was impossible to completely restore the things that had been touched.

What's more, when Sikong Lingge left, he paid special attention to the decorations in the room——

How could there be no difference?

Sikong Lingge squinted his eyes, stood up, and patrolled clockwise.

It is impossible for Mrs. Feng to be so smart and know how to search her room——

It should be taught by Fang Yiren.

It seems that Mrs. Feng is only superficially compromising.

Secretly, he was still colluding with Fang Yiren, trying to play tricks.

Sikong Lingge squinted his eyes slightly, guessing, what is the purpose of Fang Yiren and Mrs. Feng making such a small move...

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Mrs. Feng and several servants whispering to each other in the courtyard on the first floor, with mysterious expressions, not knowing what they were talking about.

Sikong Lingge frowned, walked to the window, hid his body behind the curtain, and looked down.

Each floor of Fengjia’s building is lower than the average floor, and Sikong Lingge lives on the second floor, so the distance is very close——

Mrs. Feng deliberately lowered her voice, Sikong Lingge couldn't hear what she said to the servant.

But the line of sight is good, and you can clearly see all the expressions of Mrs. Feng and the servants.

Sikong Lingge watched carefully, according to the shape of Mrs. Feng's mouth, she probably guessed a few key words she spoke to the servant——

Surveillance, report any abnormal behavior immediately, search the guest room while she is away...

Mrs. Feng also mentioned that if she was found out, she would push everything to the housekeeper, saying that the housekeeper didn't search Sikong Lingge last time, and let her bring a gun into Feng's house, and felt guilty, so he sent someone to watch secretly.

After Madam Feng explained, she left.

The servants also left quickly.

Sikong Lingge stood behind the curtain for a long, long time without moving.

After a while, I came back to my senses, contacted Shangguan Zhixing, told her that I had found the unknown liquid, and asked Shangguan Zhixing to send someone to get it as soon as possible.

Five minutes later, people from Shangguan Zhixing arrived.

Sikong Lingge divided the things into two parts, and gave one part to Shangguan Zhixing to take away.

Another...