Staying at the Leng family villa until three o'clock in the afternoon, the secretary finally brought all the documents and agreements for the capital industry, including several merchants who had long been eyeing the Leng family industry and prepared to bid.
"Haha, they are all white-eyed wolves." Leng Fang sneered when he saw the list of competitive prices in the information. The so-called "everyone pushes" when the wall falls, these friends who used to be brothers at the wine table have come to an end. Instead of helping him when he is in trouble, they push him to lower the price.
But people are cold-blooded, and apart from cursing a few words to relieve his anger, he also knows that it will not help.
After selecting a few with suitable prices, Leng Fang grabbed the pen and signed his name on the agreement with great heaviness.
From now on, all the Leng family's properties will be evacuated from the capital, either sold off or transferred.
Song Ye was sitting opposite, sipping tea and watching all the procedures go through and all the agreements handed in, waiting for the law to take effect.
"Now that you are satisfied, please give me the antidote." Leng Fang wiped his face heavily and no longer wanted to talk nonsense to Song Ye.
The goal had been achieved, and Song Ye also took out the antidote from his pocket in accordance with the regulations.
Leng Fang stretched out his hand to take it, but Song Ye shrank back halfway, "Do you want to go back on your word?" Leng Fang's patience had obviously reached the limit. When he asked this question, his tone was full of emotions. The smell of threat.
"In order to avoid being beaten into a hornet's nest, I think it is better for me to detoxify Miss Leng myself." Song Ye pointedly looked at the still tight encirclement around him. In order to ensure his own safety, this consideration is understandable.
Leng Fang curled his lips, thinking that everyone inside and outside the villa belonged to him. Regardless of whether he detoxified himself or not, Song Ye couldn't even think of walking out today. He was thinking viciously inside, but his face remained calm. He stood up and led the people upstairs, "Follow me."
Song Yeyi stood up, followed closely by Zhao Chongbin and others.
Arriving at a room at the end of the corridor on the third floor, Leng Fang glanced sideways at Zhao Chongbin and his party, and said to Song Ye in a deep voice: "Tell your men to step back. Yue Xin cannot be seen by them."
Song Ye nodded and asked his men to retreat to another room, but despite this, the moment Leng Fang opened the door with the key, the uncontrollable groan inside could still be heard clearly.
The feminine voice and the soft eyebrows made Zhao Chongbin and several boy scouts get goosebumps, and their ears immediately turned red.
But in fact, there were no shocking and exciting scenes in this room, only a thin figure tied to the bed by a big five-flowered girl.
Only a few days later, the eldest daughter of the Leng family, who had been so dazzling at the birthday party that day, now looked pale with tears on her face and her eyes were blank. Her body had been in a state of excitement from that night of poisoning until now. Even though she was tied up, she was still shaking.
When she saw someone standing at the head of the bed, she gasped hard. With her hazy eyes, she couldn't see who it was, but saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth. With a longing look, she said intermittently: "Give it to me." ,I want… "
Leng Fang had a dark face, remembering the scene where he made a fool of himself in the hotel that night, and looked away in embarrassment.
In order to prevent others from discovering Leng Yuexin's ugly behavior, he has personally taken care of her these past few days. He could turn a deaf ear to her calls a few days ago, but for some reason today, he felt that his daughter's calls seemed to be full of temptation. --confused, which made him blush suddenly.
Suppressing the heat in Yue Xiong's mouth, he didn't even dare to look at Leng Yuexin, but Song Ye asked: "Ling Qianjin is struggling too hard, please hold her down, Mr. Leng, I It’s good to inject the antidote.”
Leng Fang could only continue to keep a calm expression, and stepped forward to stabilize his daughter's body. As soon as she came closer, Leng Yuexin immediately leaned up against Yue Bozi comfortably, and she immediately stopped her Adam's apple with her mouth.
"Hiss..." Leng Fang was startled and was about to step away subconsciously, but was reminded again by Song Ye's voice, "If you don't want the only antidote to be gone, hold her tight."
For the only hope left, Leng Fang had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue to persevere. However, Leng Yuexin was so eager for skin-to-skin contact that she squirmed in Leng Fang's arms. Even Liu Xiahui couldn't bear it. Lived the reaction.
Surprised by the changes in his body, Leng Fang's face turned pale and red. After changing several times, he could only grit his teeth and persist, "Are you feeling better?"
"Hmm." Song Ye, who was urged by him, still moved slowly and leisurely. To inject the antidote, he had to drain the air and adjust the concentration, making it as close as an experiment.
Although Leng Fang thought for a moment that her actions were strange, he was already in dire straits at this time, and it was impossible to push his daughter away and let outsiders see his ugly appearance.
When the needle finally pushed into Leng Yuexin's arm bit by bit and the medicine was slowly injected into her body, Leng Fang suddenly heard Song Ye say, "It's almost done."
He raised his eyes and looked over, only to feel that the eyes in front of him were hazy, as if they were separated by a layer of mist, making it difficult to see the expressions in them.
After that, he felt that Leng Yuexin in his arms finally calmed down.
"Mr. Leng, Ling Qianjin's poison has been cured." Song Ye stood at the bedside, his words cold and emotionless.
"Hmm..." Leng Fang struggled to untie the rope around Leng Yuexin's body. Only then did he realize that he was covered in hot sweat. The temperature in the room was frighteningly high.
"You..." If Leng Fang still can't understand it at this moment, then he can't be called a scheming old fox. He shook his heavy head, looked at the boy beside the bed with heavy breathing, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What did you do to me?"
Song Ye lowered his eyes and raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Leng seems to have drank a lot of the red wine at noon."
The problem is in the red wine. Leng Fang's heart trembled, but he immediately shook his head and said in denial: "Impossible, you drank that red wine too."
"Yes, I drank it." Song Ye admitted generously, and then added, "But I also drank the antidote, in the teacup."
The cup of tea in the afternoon... Leng Fang suddenly understood, but it was too late, because at that time he was cursing people for signing documents and was not in the mood to drink tea.
Unexpectedly, that cup of tea turned out to be the antidote.
"Why..." Leng Fang held on tightly not to touch Leng Yuexin. Although this daughter was not directly related to him by blood, she had raised her since she was a child. He struggled and wanted to ask himself clearly, "Why do you want to kill me to death? Isn't everything you took from the Leng family enough for your revenge?"
"Haha..." The young man standing by the bed sneered, bent down slightly, and looked directly at him, with a cold smile on his face, "I am Qin Zhan's younger brother, the younger brother of Wolf Dog. Don't be cruel, I'm afraid you will say it again. Wrong words."