I heard that Lu Zhifen loved me for many years

Chapter 347 352: Don't touch my bottom line easily

When Qin Feng and Wen Ziyan left the courthouse, it started to rain.

The two walked to the side of the car, Wen Ziyan took out two cigarettes from his pocket, and threw one to Qin Feng.

Just about to open the car door, but was stopped by Qin Feng.

"Don't get in the car, go in after smoking."

Wen Ziyan raised his eyes and looked at him inexplicably. Wasn't it all right in the past?
So the two stood outside the car in the light rain and fired the lighter several times before finally lighting the cigarette.

Wen Ziyan took a few puffs of smoke, and said with a low chuckle, "You called me all the way back from country M just to deal with this case?"

Qin Feng held the cigarette butt between his fingers, and dusted off the ash: "How is Shen Tianyue?"

Wen Ziyan twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's not bad to respond on the spot."

"Is it difficult for you?"

Wen Ziyan looked at him with narrowed eyes, and breathed out a puff of smoke.

A "are you sure you're not joking" look.

"Qin Feng, I found that after you returned to China with Simon, you became more annoying than before."

"Oh? Really?" Qin Feng smiled.

"What outcome does Simon want for this case?"

"Naturally, let the guilty get what they deserve."

"Tsk tsk tsk, looking at you like this, I know the concrete expression of the idiom 'virtuous and sanctimonious'."

Qin Feng didn't take it seriously: "It doesn't matter how long it takes, as long as she doesn't see the sun outside again."

"Simon can do this kind of small thing without so much effort, why do I have to come back and do it?" Wen Ziyan said, with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, you know, the cases in his hands are comparable to the current one. Much more challenging.

"Let you adapt to the domestic legal environment first, and there are other cases waiting for you later."

Wen Ziyan raised his eyebrows.

"I can do it without you, but rather than relying on Lu's background, Madam prefers to be upright and righteous. Therefore, Mr. Lu will not personally intervene too much. Everything depends on you, Wen Dalu."

Wen Ziyan got goose bumps all over his body when he called Wen Dalu. He threw away the cigarette butt and stamped it out.

"Two weeks is enough."

Then he opened the door and got into the car.

Qin Feng also threw the cigarette butt: "Then I'll wait for your good news."

After driving out for a while, Wen Ziyan asked again: "Where are we going next?"

"Send you to the hotel first, I have work to do later."

"Where's Simon?"

"He's going to work too."

"What about get off work?"

"Busy with my wife."

"Don't tell me that you want to accompany your wife too!" Wen Ziyan was already angry.

Qin Feng didn't answer, but deliberately tapped the steering wheel with his left hand. The wedding ring on his ring finger reflected light, almost blinding Wen Ziyan's eyes.

Wen Ziyan gritted his teeth angrily, thinking that there would be some kind of warm hospitality from all the way here, but these two people obviously didn't even bother to give him the least respect.

Forget it, he's used to it anyway.

He took out his cell phone and started making calls.

The other end was obviously a little surprised by his call: "Ziyan?"

"I just returned to China today, come out to get together tonight?"

Gu Yanjue has recently been extremely irritable by Yan Shunhua's sudden change of sex, and he has no interest at all.

"No, I'm not in the mood." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Wen Ziyan looked at the words "Call ended" on the screen, thinking to himself that it was only a short time, how could he become an outcast?
After Qin Feng sent Wen Ziyan off, he received a call from the security department of the group.

"Mr. Qin, there is a lady surnamed Lin down there who says she is a friend of our Mr. Lu, do you think you want to let her go?"

Qin Feng remembered what Lu Zhifang said last time.

"Let her go up."
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Luda Group, top floor.

Lin Wanxi took the medicine box out of the elevator and walked to the door of the CEO's office.

Opened the door and walked in, but there was no one inside.

She took out her mobile phone and asked Qin Feng. Qin Feng said that Lu Zhifang's morning meeting should not be over yet, and he himself was rushing over to the company.

Just as Lin Wanxi put down the medicine box, she caught a glimpse of a half-drunk cup of iced coffee on Lu Zhifang's desk. Water droplets had condensed on the side of the coffee cup, which had already wet the foot of the desk. one slice.

Lin Wanxi frowned, and was about to reach out to pick up the cup of coffee.

The door of the president's office was pushed open.

Lu Zhifang walked in.

His face was as cold as ever, and his brows suddenly frowned when he saw Lin Wanxi's actions.

Under his gaze, Lin Wanxi could only withdraw her hand again.

"Simon, you didn't drink these things before."

"That was before." Lu Zhifang said coldly.

Lin Wanxi smiled sarcastically, but said nothing.

"What's the matter with you?" Lu Zhifang asked.

Lin Wanxi took the medicine box to the table, opened it and said, "It's raining outside now, your shoulders should be hurting, I brought back a new medicine from country M this time, and I want to bring it here for you. you try."

Lin Wanxi skillfully took out the syringe and sucked the small bottle of medicine into the syringe.

Then he walked in front of Lu Zhifang, just about to reach out and try to unbutton his clothes.

Lu Zhifang took two steps back.

"I can do it myself."

Lin Wanxi's hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly, and a hint of astringency and anger suddenly flashed in her eyes.

But fleeting.

She looked as usual, covered the needle, and handed the syringe to Lu Zhifang.

"Simon, when did we become so divided, even...you are married now, I'm still your friend, right?"

"We're not friends."

Lin Wanxi froze, and finally pulled an ugly smile on her face: "Then what do you think of me, an enemy?"

Lu Zhifang's face became colder and colder.

"An enemy...willing to fight for her."

"Lin Wanxi, don't touch my bottom line easily, you know the consequences."

Yes, no one knows what the consequence is like her.

Lin Wanxi put the syringe in her hand on the table, put away the medicine box, and was about to leave.

"Also, this is an office space, so don't come here casually in the future."

Lin Wanxi looked up at him: "What if I must come?"

"Call Qin Feng and make an appointment."

Lin Wanxi's body froze, and it was really... "business as usual".

"Simon, my aunt called me yesterday. She asked me about your physical condition. You should take some time to go to the hospital for a checkup."

"Ah."

The conversation between the two ended in Lu Zhifang's indifferent attitude.

Lin Wanxi hugged the medicine box tightly, this feeling as if her heart had been crushed by countless wheels, ever since she knew that the person by her side was not Lu Zhichen at all, it kept recurring in her heart every day staged.

Pain, after all, will be numb.

The second she walked out of the door of the president's office, Lin Wanxi said again: "Also, I returned that thing to her as a wedding gift for you."

Lu Zhifang stood where he was, pursing his lips, his stern eyes revealed an unpredictable thought.

The sky outside the window was gray, and the broken raindrops were dripping profusely. The pain from his shoulder finally made him move to the table.

Picking up the syringe on the table, he walked into the bathroom in the lounge of the president's office.

(End of this chapter)