With the other hand, he threw away the medical cotton swab in his hand, clasped her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Wei Yan was forced to raise her head, aware of his tyranny, and the feeling of grievance in her heart became more intense.

Leng Yeting tasted the saltiness of tears mixed with the taste of blood on her lips, and then realized that she was crying even harder.

Leng Yeting subconsciously let go of her and raised his hand to wipe her tears.

Wei Yan slapped his hand away, looking extremely aggrieved, shouting: "You bully me! What's the difference between you and Ding Rong?!"

Leng Yeting: "..."

Has he been reduced to comparing himself with Ding Ronglai?

Seeing the woman's ungrateful expression, Leng Yeting was a little tempered by her.

He looked at her expressionlessly: "If I really want to force you, no one can save you."

Wei Yan felt numb all over: "Is this the reason why you refused to save me?"

He looked a little confused: "When did I give up on saving you?"

Wei Yan's expression turned cold.

Indeed, he did not ignore death.

He only came after she had been taught a lesson to make her understand that she could not offend him.

Wei Yan stared at him, then suddenly stood up.

"Thank you, Mr. Leng, for your timely rescue today. I will leave first. Don't worry, I will find a suitable person to take over my job as soon as possible. I won't let you worry about a little person like me for too long."

She was talking and walking out.

The words were strong, but not so strong. Because her clothes were torn, she could only wrap herself in his coat at the moment, which made her look inferior.

Leng Yeting looked at her coldly, with a mocking tone in his tone: "Secretary Leng is very good at burning bridges across rivers."

Wei Yan paused, clenched her palms, and suddenly turned back to look at Leng Yeting: "Mr. Leng, today, I sincerely thank you for saving me. But if nothing happens, I hope you can just tell me to get out."

, or you can give me some more money and let me go."

In short, leave her alone.

Leng Yeting looked at the ungrateful woman in front of him and almost wanted to strangle her to death.

Wei Yan has really grown up. She was so obedient in the past, but now she is so irritating!

She didn't even need him to do anything, but she was already being treated badly at this moment. However, her temper was as hard as a stone in a latrine, which made him truly understand the multi-faceted nature of women.

Leng Yeting was so angry that she continued to ask without blinking: "Does Mr. Leng have any other orders?"

Leng Yeting looked at her and had only one word: "Get out!"

Wei Yan rolled her eyes without hesitation and left just like that.

She just wants to leave this city right now and doesn't want to get involved in these things at all!

The fragrance of the woman in the air faded, and Leng Yeting stood there for a long time before finally kicking him on the sofa.

Song Zhizheng was about to find Leng Yeting when he saw Leng Yeting walking out with a sullen face and Wei Yan's figure had disappeared.

Looking at Leng Yeting's face, Song Zhixin was frightened. He didn't dare to ask Wei Yan where he was. He only said: "Mr. Leng, what should Ding Rong do?"

Leng Yeting was filled with rage and went directly to the room where Ding Rong was.

Ding Rong and the two bodyguards he brought had been beaten until they were covered in blood.

The wife he found in his early years had a powerful family, and she had made a fortune through involvement in the dark side. She had done well in Ancheng these years.

Just because the wind is going smoothly, I am a little drifting.

Leng Yeting entered the house, sat down on the sofa, looked down at the people on the ground, and said in a playful tone: "Trying with women, do you want to play with me, Leng Yeting?"

Ding Rong complained in his heart: "Mr. Leng, Mr. Leng! These are all misunderstandings, really all misunderstandings! I believed the rumors and thought you and Secretary Wei had broken up, otherwise I wouldn't dare even if you gave me a hundred courages.

Touch your woman!"

Song Zhi immediately kicked him up.

This Ding Rong is really stupid. Even if she is a woman that Leng Yeting is tired of playing with, he has no right to care about her, let alone say it in front of Leng Yeting.

Leng Yeting narrowed his eyes, took out a cigarette from his arms, and took two puffs.

As the smoke filled the air, I seemed to see Wei Yan's pitiful and angry appearance.

The irritability in his heart became more and more serious. He flicked two fingers, and the remaining half of the cigarette flew out directly and fell on Ding Rong's body.

Ding Rong was burned, and he shrank but did not dare to make a sound. He looked at Leng Yeting eagerly, as if waiting for the emperor's verdict.
Chapter completed!