Chapter 656 The Empress is Uncompromising
At ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Qingqing was working overtime alone at Glory. She had just hung up the video conference on her mobile phone and chatted with Dongyang Jie for a long time. Yan Qingqing had very few thoughts.
When Lin Mengde was alive, glory could compete with Changxiang. Now that Nuan Nuan is the master of the family, glory cannot compare with Changxiang?
We can be considered a family, but in business or life, Yan Qingqing cannot accept the warmth that puts pressure on herself.
They are all beauties above 90%, why are you so warm?
Yan Qingqing knew that she was not smart, or even clumsy. Liu Shengge had told her many times before that if Yan Qingqing didn't have a perfect face, she would not have chosen her as her student. He taught Yan Qingqing how to take advantage of her as a woman. , people with different personalities have different ways of getting along with each other.
There is also the character of the empress.
Brave, aggressive and bold.
Dare to fight with all your might, just like when you placed all your bets on Han Qian.
Yan Qingqing glanced at her phone and saw a message from her son.
[Mom, Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming. Do we have any graves that need to be visited? 】】
Yan Qingqing replied with a dark face.
【Your mother is dead. 】
Putting down the phone and stretching, Yan Qingqing took out the half-eaten bread from the drawer and took a bite. She picked up the cold coffee and was about to drink it when Yan Qingqing heard something very soft. The sound of light footsteps stopped outside his door.
Feng Lun stood outside Yan Qingqing’s office door. He knew many of the women around Han Qian, but he only knew very little about Yan Qingqing. He had met her several times and had an impression. The most profound moment was only on the night of Juyuan Kailong.
very beautiful.
This is the only evaluation Feng Lun can give to Yan Qingqing. If he is asked to add something more.
That is something more beautiful than warmth.
She is also the only woman who gave birth to a son for Han Qian, and is now the biggest contributor to the Han family.
After waiting quietly for about two minutes, Feng Lun straightened his collar, pushed the door open and entered with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Yan, long time no see."
The woman sitting behind the desk was holding coffee with one hand and putting the other hand under the table. Facing Feng Lun who suddenly appeared, Yan Qingqing frowned slightly. asked.
"Who are you? Have we met before?"
Feng Lun walked into the office and gently closed the door, bowed slightly and saluted, smiling.
"Mr. Yan is such a noble man who forgets things. This is not the first time I have met you, Feng Lun."
Yan Qingqing frowned and stared at Feng Lun for a few seconds, then put down the coffee cup and said calmly.
"Feng Lun? I don't know him. I don't have any impression. Why do you come to see me so late?"
When Feng Lun raised his head, his face was already a little ugly, and he frowned at Yan Qingqing and spoke.
"We met at Juyuan Kailong's Mid-Autumn Festival Party."
Yan Qingqing stopped looking at Feng Lun and stared at the computer indifferently.
"There were too many people that night. I won't have any impression of cats and dogs."
Feng Lun raised his head slightly and covered his face with one hand and smiled.
"It seems that I still know too little about Mr. Yan! I need Han Qian to help me kill Li Shaoqi, but Han Qian is not very obedient."
Yan Qingqing nodded.
“Well, he is not very obedient and is quite rebellious, like a child who has not grown up.”
Feng Lun smiled.
"Yes! It's too rebellious, so if I want Han Qian to be obedient, I have to wrong Mr. Yan."
Yan Qingqing looked at Feng Lun again, with a look in her eyes. Feeling rejection and contempt, he frowned.
"You? Make me feel wronged? You don't deserve it!"
Two questions, one affirmation.
Feng Lun, who looked at capitalists through colored glasses, felt that his patience was being worn out. He took a deep breath and smiled.
"You should know something about me. Shouldn't Li Shaoqi die?"
Yan Qingqing frowned.
"Feng Lun, you are so unmanly, really! I really don't want to say that I know you, what do you see in my eyes?"
Feng Lun lit a cigarette , smiled.
"Contempt, rejection, like looking at trash."
Yan Qingqing nodded.
"Yes, I just look at you like you are trash. What should a man do when he is wronged? Think about how to do it instead of talking about it every day. Bad people are bad people and bad seeds are bad. You talk about your grievances all the time. You are the only one who has been wronged in this world? Do you know why I always look up at Han Qian? Because my man won’t speak out when he is wronged. He will let anyone know that he has been wronged and does not need anyone to pity him, but you are different! You always hope that the whole world will pity you, the poor guy, because you know that everything you do is wrong! Because you are doubting yourself, understand? Trash!"
When Yan Qingqing said these words, Feng Lun's eyes showed murder twice, and Yan Qingqing also noticed it.
Afraid?
I, Yan Qingqing, am only afraid that my general will leave me!
“I always talk about revenge for Yang Caihuan and act very affectionately. What did Yang Caihuan leave for you in the end? You are just using Yang Caihuan’s death as a reason to gain attention and pity. Don’t pretend to To become an affectionate man, you taint the word love. ""Yan Qingqing..."
"You don't have to call my name, and don't think you are flexible. I'm sorry that you can attack my heart with your words. I only have my man in my heart, and my brain is not very good. I can't understand you even if you talk too much. But you asked me to help you and asked my man to compromise. I advise you. Find someone else, you found the wrong person tonight."
Feng Lun took a deep breath and smiled.
"Indeed, nothing I say will be of any use to a woman like you who accepts death. Of course, Mr. Yan please understand one thing. This is not an invitation."
A handcuff was thrown on the table, and Yan Qingqing looked at the handcuffs. sneered.
"Let me throw myself into a trap? You haven't woken up yet."
Feng Lun shrugged and stepped forward.
“I still advise you to be obedient, so as not to suffer the consequences of your skin and flesh.”
Yan Qingqing's eyes were full of disdain. Just when Feng Lun walked to the desk and stretched out his hand to get the handcuffs on the desk, a white steel baseball bat struck Feng Lun's right ear with a breaking sound. Feng Lun quickly leaned back, The baseball bat grazed the tip of my nose.
There is a feeling of touch without touching the skin. Yan Qingqing is holding a baseball bat in her hand, and her entire right hand is wrapped with tape. Except that the arm is cut off, it is impossible for this bat to Get rid of it.
Feng Lun looked at Yan Qingqing.
This woman seems really different from Han Qian’s other women.
Feng Lun took a deep breath and took out his pistol and pointed it at Yan Qingqing.
"I advise you to give up struggling!"
Yan Qingqing stood up, walked around the desk and kicked off a pair of red high heels on her feet, walked towards Feng Lun barefoot, holding a baseball bat in her right hand and gently spinning it, Feng Lun Ren frowned and growled.
"I told you to be more honest."
Yan Qingqing frowned.
“No one can command me, except my general.”
Feng Lun took a step back and took out the silencer and screwed it on the pistol, while Yan Qingqing stepped forward step by step, not afraid at all because of the pistol. Looking at Yan Qingqing who was gradually approaching, Feng Lun raised the pistol, pointed it at Yan Qingqing and pulled the trigger.
Chirp!
A lock of burgundy wavy hair slowly fell to the ground.
The bullet passed through the thick long hair next to Yan Qingqing's ear. Yan Qingqing continued to walk towards Feng Lun expressionlessly. After two steps, Yan Qingqing suddenly raised the baseball bat in her hand and hit Feng Lun on the head. Len dodged sideways, and the baseball bat hit the glass coffee table.
The broken glass splashed, and Feng Lun kicked Yan Qingqing on the side. Yan Qingqing's body tilted, bent over, holding a baseball bat in both hands, and hit Feng Lun's head. Lun kept retreating, raised his pistol and fired twice at Yan Qingqing.
Feng Lun didn't dare to shoot Yan Qingqing, let alone kill this woman.
He knew clearly that if he killed Yan Qingqing, Han Qian would catch him even if he fled to the ends of the earth.
Feng Lun took two steps back and roared.
"Yan Qingqing, don't force me! Come with me, nothing will happen!"
Yan Qingqing raised her left hand to lift the long hair in front of her eyes and sneered.
"Remember! As long as my man stands behind me and fires a hundred thousand arrows, I, Yan Qingqing, dare to charge alone!" As if there was no feeling on the broken glass shards, a baseball bat hit Feng Lun on the side of the waist. Feng Lun kicked Yan Qingqing in the face due to the severe pain.
Feng Lun can't hit, but he is a man, and Yan Qingqing is a petite woman. Yan Qingqing fell to the ground, and the back of her head hit the floor heavily. Feng Lun covered his side and took a step forward, just one step , Yan Qingqing suddenly sat up, wiped the bright red flowing from her nose, stood up, took a deep breath, and headed towards Feng Lun again with a baseball bat!
Being knocked to the ground again and again, and fists falling on the head again and again, Yan Qingqing would get up every time she fell. She knew that she could not beat Feng Lun, but she knew that as long as she could hit her once Feng Lun's head.
He must die!
After more than ten minutes of stalemate, Feng Lun, who had already received two sticks, couldn't bear it anymore and gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"Madman, I am fucking sick, so I would choose you as a madman."
After saying this, Feng Lun turned around and opened the door and left. Feng Lun, who walked out, covered his side and sucked. Taking a breath of cool air and taking out a cigarette to light it, Feng Lun suddenly quickened his pace and ran to the elevator.
He thought that Yan Qingqing would hide in the office and cry, thinking that she would survive the disaster. He never expected that this woman would dare to open the door and chase her out.
Yan Qingqing chased Feng Lun with a baseball bat. Every step she took would leave a footprint on the dark gray floor tiles on the 14th floor of Glory.
Bright red roses.
Rose with thorns.
Feng Lun stood in the elevator and frantically pressed the button to close the door. Looking at the woman who was like a madman, Feng Lun knew that he had to leave. He could not waste time here, nor could he be in the hands of this woman. Injured, Feng Lun just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the elevator door closing quickly.
Bump!
A bulge appeared on the elevator door in front of him.
Feng Lun was frightened to drop the cigarette from his mouth. After going downstairs, he quickly rushed out of the front entrance of Honor Group. After getting in the car, Feng Lun turned his head and glanced at the front entrance of Honor Group.
A woman with disheveled hair and a baseball bat stood at the door.
Feng Lun lifted up his vest and looked at the blood on his side. He felt pain even when he breathed. The two sticks of this crazy woman fell on his side. If nothing else, there should be blood vessels in his side. The child broke.
Thinking that the party was only half a month away, Feng Lun waved and slapped himself.
"I'm sick? Why should I provoke this madman?"
(End of this chapter)