Volume 1 Chapter 5960

  Headquarters, Han Chenfeng was looking at a large TV wall with a gloomy face, the figures of politicians from various countries appeared on it, and many world-class billionaires also appeared on the TV wall.

  He frowned and his phone rang, he asked coldly: "What's up?"

  "Feng Ge, the money from the Swiss bank has been recovered two-thirds of it, but one-third is still unaccounted for. That hacker's methods are too sophisticated, it's very difficult to investigate." The other person said somewhat anxiously.

  "Continue searching, we must make up for this loss." Han Chenfeng said coldly.

  "I will go all out. Feng Ge, today I found a small clue left by the other party, his name is Xiao Yu Mao."

  "Little feather? Chase him, investigate whether he is friend or foe. If possible, recruit him under my flag. Such outstanding talent, if I can't use him, then I'll have to eliminate him." Han Chenfeng said extremely calmly.

  "I understand."

  "If you can't handle this matter properly, don't come see me again." Han Chenfeng commanded coldly.

  He hung up the phone and gazed at the TV wall again. When he heard about the negotiations between the two countries, he gave orders to the computer: "Blue Fox, tomorrow midnight, assassinate the brain of country B."

  After giving the order, he sneered to himself: "Leng Yuxuan, do you think that with the support of Country B's brain, you can defeat me? You underestimate the power of the Dark Emperor too much. Let me tell you, in this world, whoever I want to live will live, and whoever I want to die will not survive till tomorrow."

  At this time a flustered figure rushed into the control room: "Feng Ge, here's today's newspaper. There's some news about Lan Hu and it also involves Miss Xuan Yuan."

  "Xuanyuan Yushang? What's wrong with her?" This little fox had just left him two days ago, how could she be in the news already? Han Chenfeng took over the newspaper and looked at it, his eyes immediately turning gloomy.

  The newspaper reported in detail that Leng Yuxuan's wedding was exposed to the sun for half a day, but he himself had a secret meeting with his mistress at home. There were also several ambiguous photos next to the report, making people wonder what Leng Yuxuan and Xuan Yu Shuang were doing on those photos.

  When he saw the photo of Leng Yuxuan and Xuan Yuanyu embracing each other, his eyes gleamed with a sharp light that seemed to be able to kill people.

  I didn't expect Leng Yuxuan to actually eat the little fox, I really regret not stopping him that day and letting him rescue the little fox. Otherwise, how would the little fox become a delicacy in Leng Yuxuan's mouth? She should be Han Chenfeng's! From the moment she stepped into his carriage, she was destined to be his woman!

  Han Chenfeng angrily tore the newspaper into shreds.

  Since Xiao Xiang left, Leng Yuxuan locked himself in the study room and didn't even eat dinner. He sat on the chair like a wooden person, his nose still had a faint scent of jasmine flowers. He wanted to reach out and grab it, but that faint fragrance had already drifted away and couldn't be found anywhere.

  His mind kept flashing the similar faces of Ling'er and Xiao Shanshan, Ling'er's smile, Ling'er's tears still in front of his eyes, tugging at his heart. Then Xiao Shanshan's delicate face appeared before him, her appearance pushing Ling'er away.

  "Brother Leng is a bad guy, Xiang Xiang won't care about you anymore." Little Xiang Xiang's sad words made Leng Yu Xuan's heart panic and open his tightly closed eyes, calling out Little Xiang Xiang's name as he woke up, but only saw transparent air.

  He got up dispiritedly and returned to his bedroom. When he saw the familiar bed, the scene from daytime came back to his mind.

  He collapsed weakly onto the bedside, grabbed a pillow and held it to his nose for a deep sniff, and once again the intense fragrance of jasmine filled his nostrils.

  Intoxicated, I took deep breath after deep breath, drawing in all the fragrance of the jasmine flowers, yet still felt it was not enough.

  The bed remains, but the person who scattered jasmine fragrance has left.

  He tightly hugged his pillow and scrunched up his eyebrows, falling into an uneasy sleep.

  In a bedroom filled with darkness, Han Chenfeng bit his thin lips tightly, and the clear tooth marks had already seeped out with a few points of blood.

  In a sea of flowers, a young man with a tender face puts a handmade flower wreath on the beautiful head of a little girl.

  "Ge'er, you're so beautiful." The big boy fondly pinched the little girl's cheeks.

  The little girl hugged the big boy's neck, wrapping her small body around the big boy: "Wind brother, when I grow up, can I be your wife?"

  "Want to be Brother Feng's wife? I'm afraid when you grow up, you'll think Brother Feng is too old." The big boy smiled faintly and rubbed the little girl's head.

  "No way! Brother Feng's heart is great, no one can surpass you." Ge Er tenderly pecked a kiss on the big boy's cheek.

  The big boy excitedly pulled the girl into his arms and passionately smiled: "Little Ge, you have to grow up quickly, Feng Gege can't wait to be your husband."

  "It's a promise!" Ge'er hooked up the big boy's hand, smiling cutely: "Wind brother will never forget Ge'er forever."

  "It's settled then!" the big boy said emotionally, "Xiao Ge, since I took you from Uncle Qi that day, I have vowed to take good care of you."

  "In order to become Brother Feng's wife, Ge'er will also grow up quickly." Ge'er said with a gentle and sweet smile.

  Fifteen-year-old Ge'er had already grown into a slender and elegant girl, her tender figure had begun to take on the shape of a young maiden, deeply attracting Feng's attention.

  His eyes began to chase after Ge Er, unwilling to let go.

  When the crimson blood stained his hands red, Ge'er looked at him in surprise: "Feng brother, how can you kill people?"

  "Dare to defy me? They deserve to die." The now grown-up Han Chenfeng smiled coldly, completely unbothered by the idea of taking a life.

  "No! You're not my Wind Brother, my Wind Brother wouldn't be so cruel." The scarlet blood pierced Geler's heart.

  Han Chenfeng grasped Ge'er's shoulder, unwillingly growling: "Ge'er, you are mine! Brother Feng will never allow another man to take you away!"

  "You're a devil!" Ge Er said coldly, her doll-like beautiful face surprisingly carrying an icy indifference that was completely at odds with her appearance.

  "Whether it's a demon or Satan, I, Han Chenfeng, will never let go of what I see." The young Han Chenfeng said.

  "Feng Gege, you're so cruel! He's a friend of Ge'er's, and you killed him. I'll hate you for the rest of my life!" Ge'er mournfully growled.

  "Ah!" Han Chenfeng woke up from his nightmare.

  A tinge of sorrow suffused Han Chenfeng's cheeks.

  "Women, never think of betraying me, never think of abandoning me!" Han Chenfeng said fiercely.

  Philip II couldn't help but chuckle as he gently laid Xuan Yuan Yu Shang on the bed, looking at that small face filled with intoxication. He shook his head with a smile: "Really just a kid, actually getting drunk from something as weak as fruit juice-like cocktail."

  He was about to get up and leave, when the drunk Xuan Yuan Yu Shuang suddenly pulled him down, causing his lips to press against Yehua's delicate pink lips.