When the truth finally came, Feng Ling found that he was much calmer than he had imagined.
In just three words, Li Nanheng didn't hesitate for a moment. It was obvious that he had already seen that she was prepared.
Feng Ling was silent for a long time without saying anything. He lowered his head and took a few more mouthfuls of food. After Li Nanheng said the name, he didn't speak again or drink any more coffee. He just looked at her patiently across from her.
After eating a few more bites, she put down her chopsticks and whispered: "I met Mrs. Feng a while ago, and she said that Feng Mingzhu went abroad to relax with her friends..."
"Relaxation does not mean going to live outside for a long time. People have come back long ago."
Right.
She had never thought about Feng Mingzhu's matters in detail, and many things were vague concepts, but at this moment, she was clearer than ever.
After she was quiet for a moment, she raised her eyes and looked at him: "What do you know?"
Li Nanheng's eyes were light and revealed a bit of patience and gentleness that only she could see: "I know everything you know and what you don't know."
Feng Ling: "So?"
Now may be the time to reveal the truth, such as her blood relationship with the Feng family that has been tested by DNA, and the fact that the person he married three years ago is her.
But right now, all of Feng Ling's thoughts and energy are taken up by the work of the youth training team. She is too responsible for these team members, and everything suddenly falls on her head. No matter how strong her heart is, I'm afraid it can't be digested that easily.
"When the freshman team assessment is over next week and everything has settled, I'll show you something." Li Nanheng tapped his fingers on the coffee cup, looking directly into her eyes: "Concentrate first. Take care of what you are doing, and don't think too much. This kind of petty trickery, deception, and murder will not hurt you at all. As long as you are vigilant enough, the kind of eldest lady raised in a boudoir is not your opponent at all. "
"But you're hurt."
Li Nanheng sneered, leaning his upper body on the tabletop of the dining table, leaning forward in her direction. Although he was not too close, his sudden approach and movement still attracted the attention and curious eyes of the newcomers in the cafeteria. .
He ignored the looks around him, just looked at her and said, "Are you distressed?"
Feng Ling sat there without moving: "I felt very distressed at that time, and I didn't hide it."
Li Nanheng smiled with satisfaction, but said: "It's my fault. I saw that the car was just a short time away from hitting you, and I acted impulsively. Otherwise, if the matter could be solved with one shot, why bother hurting the enemy?" One thousand will cost you eight hundred."
That being said, in that situation, there was a car across the way, so it was useless to shoot. Even if it smashed the opponent's tires, with a time probability of 0.01 seconds, the car could just rely on inertia to hit the car. Ling was hit and killed, so there was no point in shooting at that time unless he hit him head-on with the front of his car.
Fortunately, Li Nanheng's injury was not serious. He only had a slight scratch on his hand and some trauma from the impact, but the problem was not too big and he would be fine in a few days.
Feng Ling suddenly turned around and looked at the people around her. She saw the newcomers looking in the direction of her and Li Nanheng. Their eyes were full of curiosity and gossip, as if they had finally determined the relationship between her and this deputy instructor who did not know his identity. There is definitely a situation.
She suddenly looked away and looked at him: "That's it, you can go."
When Li Nanheng heard this, he raised his eyebrows coldly: "Let me go when you're done? Are you not the same person who cried and howled for my husband that night?"
Feng Ling: "..."
Li Nanheng's voice was not loud, and no one else dared to sit at this table, so of course no one else could hear him.
But the effect of such a sentence still made Feng Ling feel hot from the tailbone down. She couldn't believe it but still had a vague impression: "I-when did I call you that?"
The little woman was squeezed by him on the bed for a long time, and finally she screamed until her voice became hoarse. After being stimulated several times, she finally became extremely obedient. He coaxed her in her ear and told her to say whatever she said. Not to mention her husband, she was forced to scream several times. Even the words "Brother Nanheng" were shouted out several times with shame and embarrassment.
"Pretending to have amnesia with me?"
“…”
"After the banquet tonight, let's take a rest outside and help you reminisce."
Feng Ling: "... For someone who just suffered a concussion yesterday, you really deserve to be called a beast."
"My woman walks around in front of me every day, especially in the base. I can see it but can't touch it. She is so suffocated that I become a goddess. After leaving the base, it is better to be a beast than a beast. .”
She couldn't talk to him, so Feng Ling simply didn't bother to pay attention to him. She just warned him with her eyes not to get too close to her in front of so many newcomers. Li Nanheng looked at the high-collared dress under her battle uniform with a faint smile. After all, she didn't go too far, and she followed her wishes.
…
night.
Los Angeles, business dinner.
Feng Ling didn't want to change her clothes. Anyway, she just thought she was Li Nanheng's follower or bodyguard and sneaked in. She would definitely not appear in a place like other women wearing dresses or anything like that.
Li Nanheng also let her go. He represented the Li family tonight, not the XI base, so he changed into a suit to avoid disrespecting the organizer. As for Feng Ling, let her wear the battle uniform if she wanted to. He also She didn't want others to see so many amazing aspects of her, so just being quietly next to him was enough.
Ji Nuan did go with Mo Jingshen that night. Mo Jingshen's injuries in Cambodia had already healed a lot. Recently, the couple had been staying at Mo's house in Los Angeles. Feng Ling didn't know what the situation was like there, but he heard that It is said that Director Mo had to accept Ji Nuan due to Mo Jingshen's pressure, and Mo's wife, Ms. Wanzhu, liked Ji Nuan very much, so they should get along well with each other.
Seeing the pregnant Ji Nuan's red face and bright eyes when she appeared in the banquet hall with Mo Jingshen, she knew that she was in a good mood recently and everything was fine.
Feng Ling only took the time to go to Ji Nuan to say hello while Li Nanheng was talking to others. He was taken away by Li Nanheng after a while. Chun's man pushed into the corner of the banquet hall, pushed her against the wall, lowered his head and whispered in her ear all kinds of words that made her panic. She was so angry that she bit him twice.
As a result, there was an important call on Li Nanheng's mobile phone. The banquet hall was too noisy. When he turned and walked out to answer the call, she could take a breath. She turned around and glanced around the banquet hall, and suddenly found that Ji Nuan was missing!