Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

When Feng Xinglang walked in, Little Qiao gave him a charming smile.

"President Feng, you\'re so handsome!"

Little Joe was young, in his mid-twenties, and in the prime of his life. Simple ponytail, showing youth and vigor, has a look to let the person before the bright sense of vigor.

But as a special assistant, he was still a little too inexperienced.

"That\'s what my wife said. She admires me! "

Feng Xinglang\'s "wife" was a double entendre. Because she was sent by her son, he rejected her in such a tactful manner.

"You … Do you have a wife? "

When Little Qiao heard Feng Xinglang calling her \'wife\', she seemed to be rather surprised.

"Shocked?"

Feng Xinglang smiled coolly, and added: "Not only do I have a wife, I even have a five-year-old son! Very cute, but also very stubborn! "

"Oh …" Little Qiao sighed in a slightly disappointed manner. The sight of her biting the corner of her lips was both beautiful and moving.

"So, do what you have to do! Don\'t covet the things that you shouldn\'t have! "

This was direct enough. Feng Xinglang did not have the patience to learn how to speak to a little secretary.

When Feng Xinglang turned around to leave, Little Qiao\'s next words\' stunned \'him.

"President Feng, the way you don\'t wear clothes … "More handsome!"

This girl … How bold! How dare he play with him, the president, in front of everyone?

Feng Xinglang turned around again, and looked at the pretty and red secretary, Little Qiao, with narrowed eyes.

"What do you mean. As if you\'ve seen me naked? "

The typical woman could not withstand Feng Xinglang\'s powerful killing gaze of Charm Demon; however, this Little Qiao looked like a newborn calf that was not afraid of a tiger. She actually met Feng Xinglang\'s gaze.

"Of course I have! There is a scar on your right rib! "It\'s so cool!"

Little Qiao actually answered Feng Xinglang\'s roguish question with an affirmative tone. Moreover, there was a detail that was described …

On Feng Xinglang\'s right rib, there was indeed a scar that had not completely healed yet. There were broken ribs and punctured lungs.

The smile on Feng Xinglang\'s handsome face froze slightly. "I don\'t remember that I have a pet — you are lucky … Where did you get this news? "

This little Qiao had only been in the company for three days and she didn\'t even have the chance to enter his resting room. How could she know the details of him?

From gossips? Or had he peeped at it in an arbitrary manner?

"I have never been able to confirm that the person in the photo is you, President Feng. But from the looks of it, it has to be! "

Little Qiao was a smart girl. She could tell from Feng Xinglang\'s expression that the man in the photo was indeed her own President Feng.

"Photos? What picture? " Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

"President Feng, take a look for yourself!"

Little Qiao immediately turned over the monitor, "President Feng, since you already have a wife and child, you shouldn\'t be thinking of getting out of the cabinet! There must be someone trying to frame you with these photos! "

When Feng Xinglang saw the pictures on Little Qiao\'s display, a layer of frost slowly formed on his handsome face.

That bastard Yan Bang, actually had that kind of hobby?

It was one thing for him to be a pervert, but he actually imitated Guanxi and took a photo to post on the internet?

Was he courting death?

"These pictures. Where did you get it? "

Feng Xinglang suppressed the rage in his body and calmly asked his secretary, Little Qiao.

"Oh, it\'s from a butterfly called \'Flying Sea\'. However, the original text had already been deleted, probably for fear of being followed up. All that\'s being spread on the internet right now are replicas! "

Judging from the position of the pictures, they must have been taken indoors. The location is fixed. This camera, or mini camera, should be installed inside Yan Bang\'s room.

Yan Bang\'s Yulong City was heavily guarded, ordinary people simply could not enter.

Looks like Yan Bang that dog\'s hobby is really disgusting!

"Print me a copy of those pictures." Feng Xinglang said indifferently.

"Oh, okay!" Little Qiao immediately gave Feng Xinglang a set of relatively clear photos.

"Don\'t worry President Feng. For the time being, I\'m the only one who has seen these photos. It had only been less than an hour since the announcement of the \'butterfly that couldn\'t fly in the sea\' to its deletion … It shouldn\'t be too late to control it now. "

Feng Xinglang frowned, "Call Nina and show her these photos, she knows what to do!"

Holding the pictures that had been printed out, Feng Xinglang walked out of the secretary\'s office with a cold and handsome face.

******

At this moment, Feng Xinglang even had the urge to kill!

There were some things that one could just turn a blind eye to. However, once it was torn apart and exposed to the light, the meaning would be different …

Feng Xinglang had always thought that Yan Bang knew this limit. He had always thought that Yan Bang did not dare to cross his bottom line!

Ever since Yan Bang risked his life to rescue him from the sea of flames, Feng Xinglang seemed to have realized that something was different.

Perhaps, in Feng Xinglang\'s opinion, it was better to be distant than to be obstructed!

But from the looks of it now, regardless of whether it was shunning or blocking, it was all to no avail.

Perhaps the only way now was to kill them as quickly as possible!

Feng Xinglang\'s Bin Li charged straight into the Yulong City.

Yan Bang was in the gym doing functional recovery exercises for his left arm under the guidance of a doctor.

This arm of his was blown off by the Xing Wu in order to help Feng Xinglang deal with it. If he wasn\'t lucky, he would have died on that cargo ship.

Yan Bang had never regretted giving his life for Feng Xinglang. It was rare for someone like him who didn\'t know when he would explode to death on the street to have a spiritual level of pursuit.

"Lang?"

The moment he saw Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang\'s eyes lit up.

But Feng Xinglang didn\'t say anything, he rushed up and gave Yan Bang a ruthless hook, hitting him so hard that his face tilted to the side.

"Feng Xinglang, your way of greeting is quite unique … But I like it! "

Yan Bang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued to chat with Feng Xinglang with a smile on his face.

"You bastard, go to hell!"

Amidst the ruthlessness, Feng Xinglang smashed all over Yan Bang\'s face consecutively. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" It was only when Yan Bang\'s hand subconsciously realized that Feng Xinglang was really hitting him that he finally came forward and surrounded the violent Feng Xinglang.

At this moment, Yan Bang\'s face was filled with blood.

"Hard Tiger, get me a blade for your Second Master Feng!" His fists are tired, let\'s change the knife and let him continue stabbing! "

Even though Yan Bang was bleeding all over his face, he still maintained a pitiful protective look when facing Feng Xinglang who was using all his strength.