The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 824 Chapter 841 Uneasy Heart 3
After she settled down, she noticed that her brother didn't seem to come out of the study.

Tong Lu made a cup of tea, took it upstairs, and wanted to send it to the study.I don't know what her brother wants to do with the video, maybe there is a misunderstanding in the video?If there was a misunderstanding, it would be a relief for Wanwan, right?

the other side.

Leng Yejin put away his mobile phone, leaned against a tree, and stared at the person in front of him. He was lying on the rattan chair, flipping through a book, looking at it leisurely. On the rattan table on the left was his Freshly brewed tea, a comfortable posture, only a little condensed Sichuan character between his brows, showing his dissatisfaction with today's trip.

Leng Ye would like to take out her mobile phone and record this scene.

The man in front of him, every move, every form, every shape, even Leng Yejin himself can hardly distinguish the person in front of him from himself, he usually has some small movements when drinking tea, the little finger will be slightly curved, and the person in front of him, the little finger is also slightly curved , the degree of imitating him seems to have penetrated into the depths of the soul, reaching the point where the fake one is the real one.

Such deep-rooted imitation is absolutely impossible to develop within three to five years. This person probably has already regarded him as himself, imitating him from the bottom of his bones to the point of being as pure as fire.

Leng Yejin's heart once again felt a deep chill, if such a person intends to replace him, it may be difficult for people close to him to recognize him.At that moment, Leng Yejin's heart sank heavily and he couldn't breathe.

Because a conjecture flashed through his mind, and it was also the conjecture he was least willing and unacceptable.

impossible!
In the next moment, his mind directly denied this conjecture.

Turn around, stride away, stay as far away as possible, and return to Leng's Building.

"Young Master, why have you been away for so long?"

"There was a surprise."

Leng Ye would like to keep this calm as much as possible, and slightly turned his face to look at Secretary Yu, the scrutiny of his eyes made people feel frightened.

Secretary Yu couldn't help trembling, a little shocked. "Jin Shao, why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's nothing, you go out."

Now he doesn't know which people around him he can trust and which people he can't trust, but Secretary Yu is his confidant and it is impossible to betray him. Leng Ye would throw himself in the office, turn the seat, face the Floor-to-ceiling windows.

The setting sun spat gold and shone on his face through the floor-to-ceiling windows, printing the dangerous dark light in his eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes, pressed his hands between his brows vigorously, and let his mind go.

After a long time, he left the office, went to the street, and used a public phone to make an international call.

"What are you doing?...Do me a favor, lend me some people....Yes, all the subordinates are dead!"

"I can't get someone to lend it to you. I'm retired now, and I don't have a single soldier under my command."

Leng Yejin's thin lips moved, the coldness on his face was even colder than the temperature in this winter: "Do you want to borrow it? Don't talk nonsense to me!"

Lan Quan on the other end of the phone took a sip: "Leng Yejin, have you eaten gunpowder? You even swear at me. Is there anyone who begs for help? Others beg for help like a grandson, but you make me look like a grandson by begging for help. Excuse me!" Excuse me, tell me what's the matter?"

Leng Yejin's face was gloomy, and she snorted: "As your son's future father-in-law, I ask you to borrow someone because I think highly of you!"

"Fuck! Fuck!" Lan Quan wanted to hang up the phone directly: "My son is only six years old, who wants to marry him?"

(End of this chapter)