Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu The ghosts believe you!

Sikong Lingge struggled harder.

"Miss Sikong, Master Shangguan is in the car behind right now." The man in black said suddenly.

Sikong Lingge stiffened suddenly.

"Ummmmmm—" What do you mean by that?

"If Miss Sikong continues to make trouble, Master Shangguan will..." The man in black deliberately stopped at this point.

Sikong Lingge is not a fool, how could he not understand what the man in black meant?

He is threatening himself!

Threatening himself with Shangguan Rui's safety!

"Uuuuuu-"

Sikong Lingge's entire face flushed red.

Damn!

Why is she always being threatened?

First the child, now Shangguan Rui...

Who's next?

Sikong Lingge was so angry that he snorted heavily.

But there was nothing he could do about the man in black, he could only be threatened temporarily.

Sikong Lingge is so regretful that his intestines are green!

If she had known earlier that so many things would happen, she would definitely, absolutely, learn the skills of self-defense in advance, so that these people can't afford to go around!

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Sikong Lingge was taken to a very secluded room.

Since he was also blindfolded afterwards, Sikong Lingge didn't know the exact location of this place.

She can only rely on her intuition to judge that this place is not far from the carnival.

Because the car stopped after only driving for less than 5 minutes.

The whole room was bright as day.

Sikong Lingge half-closed his eyes, a bit unable to adapt to the light——

I don't know what happened to Shangguan Rui.

"Miss Shangguan, this is our boss." The man in black's voice sounded next to his ear.

Sikong Lingge blinked and looked up——

In the center of the house, there is a fiery red suede sofa.

The woman sitting on the sofa wore a long silk dress, with wavy hair, a feather mask of the same color, black gloves, and a full queen demeanor.

Sikong Lingge frowned, this woman looked familiar, but she was not Fang Yiren.

Sikong Lingge affirmed.

A person's appearance can be changed, his temperament can be changed, but his aura cannot be changed.

Who is she?

Sikong Lingge was puzzled, searching in his mind, whether he had seen———

It's strange, I feel very familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it...

The woman waved.

The men in black let go of Sikong Lingge, stepped aside, lined up neatly in two rows, and were ready for orders.

"Sit." The woman raised her hand again, her voice was very clear and pleasant.

Instead of sitting down, Sikong Lingge took a step back towards the door, with vigilant eyes, guessing who this woman was and what purpose she had in arresting her.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." The woman was amused by Sikong Lingge's gesture, "Pour tea for Miss Sikong."

The man in black immediately followed suit, pouring a cup of tea and putting it on the table.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea." The woman invited again.

Sikong Lingge still didn't move, and continued to be on guard.

Women are not in a hurry, just sit and wait.

There was silence, and the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

After a long while, Sikong Lingge confirmed that the woman did not have any malicious intentions, so he walked over slowly and sat down.

"Who are you? What are you arresting me for? What is your purpose?"