Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 885

A tall figure of a man rushed in directly.

His face was terribly livid, and there was an extremely cold and gloomy surrounding.

With a snap, the knife and fork in Lin Jing's hand fell on the table and onto the plate, making a thumping sound.

She looked a little astonished.

Why did Fengmo City come here?

The atmosphere was suddenly cold, Lin Jing's hands trembled a little, and the feeling of his heart beating faster and faster.

The man approached her step by step, with a cold face, his eyes were so deep that there was no bottom to it, like a bottomless pit that could suck people into it.

Lin Jing stood up, took a few steps back, and said in a shocked voice, "Feng Mocheng, why are you here?"

Feng Mocheng's face was a little tired, but it was hard to hide the sternness on his face.

Luo stood up lightly, said with a smile: "President Feng, you are here, sit down quickly, let's have breakfast together."

Luo greeted him gently and warmly.

She looked very natural and enthusiastic, not as surprised as Lin Jing, nor as deep as Lao Luo.

She looked as if she knew Feng Mocheng would come here.

There was a deep darkness in Lao Luo's eyes. He glanced at Luo lightly, and a trace of anger ignited in his eyes.

Luo Qingwei's attitude was very calm, as if he hadn't seen his elder brother's piercing gaze, and kept smiling.

Feng Mocheng had already arrived in front of Lin Jing, and Lin Jing was having difficulty breathing.

His gaze was like a demon that devoured everything, staring at her, and he stretched out his hand to her: "Come back with me."

Lin Jing was stunned. Almost instinctively, she took a few steps back and shook her head: "I don't want it."

"Don't?" The man's eyes suddenly filled with horror, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "I'll say it one last time!"

When she met the man's cold gaze, she felt a chill in her heart, and her scalp was numb.

She bit her lip, staring at his big raised hand, her heart beating like thunder.

On the side, Lao Luo frowned, and just about to step forward to stop him, Luo gently rushed up like an arrow, blocking his way, and his eyes were full of profound warning.

Lao Luo looked angry and wanted to push her away, but Luo gently grabbed his arm, gritted his teeth, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You can't control her at all, she will leave sooner or later, If you mess around again, I'll tell those people about it!"

In Lao Luo's eyes, there was a raging flame, and his face was anxious, but there was also a slight hatred for Luo, but he had to endure it in the end!
He gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead protruded, he clenched his fists tightly, and finally, he lowered his hands angrily!

Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and she pulled old Luo aside and stood there.

Feng Mocheng's voice resounded all around, "Let's go!"

Lin Jing bit her lip and stared at him indifferently. In the end, she put her hand in his palm desperately.

Suddenly, Feng Mocheng pulled her body hard, pulled her into his arms, and dragged her away.

Lin Jing struggled a few times, but he hugged her even harder, and she gave up after struggling unsuccessfully.

After Feng Mocheng and Lin Jing left, the place seemed even more empty.

Luo said softly: "Brother, have you seen it? It is impossible for Feng Mocheng to let go, otherwise he would not be Feng Mocheng."

Suddenly, Lao Luo grabbed Luo Qingqing's wrist with great strength, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Luo Qingqing, did you call Feng Mocheng?"

(End of this chapter)