Chapter 102

This is the second time. Feng Yan helped her in trouble for the second time and protected her from these external invaders.

Qin Kang's fate is bound to be bad, and Qin Qing doesn't want to care more. The move of the Qin family to jump over the wall shows nothing more than the dismal business. Next, there are many opportunities for positive confrontation between the two sides, and she doesn't intend to be kind and soft.

Just looking at the man who slowly led her to step down, his previously firm heart suddenly wavered.

"Feng Yan." she paused, pulled each other's cuffs with her small hand, stood still on the stage steps, and asked softly through the shadow of the shading board, "have you ever thought of avenging Feng Yue?"

Feng Yue, a beautiful and taboo name, has been invisible among them. Qin Qing never mentioned it because he didn't want to touch a man's heart, but some things have to be broken, so he can't get around it.

Hearing the speech, the tall figure under the steps was indeed stiff. Feng Yan turned his back to her and said in a low voice from the shadow: "this is not something you should inquire about."

Shouldn't you? Qin Qing looked down at his palm. There was a gap in the middle lifeline, which seemed to remind her of the truth of her rebirth, "what if I want to avenge her?"

She curled up her palm, pinched a trace of courage, and finally opened her mouth.

Feng Yan looked back, his eyes were almost flat, deep and dark, and his tone gradually became cold, "why?"

A man who has been dead for three years, who has never met before and has never met before, why do you want to help revenge?

This question was also asked by Fang Kong at the beginning. At that time, her answer was, "I took too many things from her. Everything you gave, including one night and one day."

If you didn't treat her as a month, how could her own sister's efforts fall into her hands.

The more she gives, the more determined she will be to take revenge.

But for her answer, Feng Yan couldn't see any movement on his face, or even a trace of fluctuation. Only the more indifferent mouth didn't say, "you have nothing to do with her."

You have nothing to do with her.

So you are not allowed to participate in this matter.

The concise answer is like the lines on a man's face, sharp to the bone, especially the cold look, which suddenly separates the distance between them.

Qin Qing seemed to be frozen and let go of his hand. He stared at him in a daze, and the organized language in his mind became blank.

Rao is a man. No matter how nervous he is, he also realizes that his words are wrong. He frowns for a moment and opens his mouth again to explain, "this thing..."

As soon as he spoke, footsteps came from behind the light shield.

"Boss, what's the matter? Many guests couldn't wait for you. They found the backstage and said they wanted to discuss the details of cooperation with us." the little assistant really waited left and right, and there was no figure. He dared to break in. Just around the corner, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of their posture and covered his mouth on the spot, "ah, I, am I disturbing..."

With that, she wanted to slap herself. Look, they were hiding in the dark. Their faces were stuck together for a long time. They said there was a ghost if they didn't do anything.

Qin Qing was stunned. She didn't know that the place she chose had caused a misunderstanding. She cleaned up her mood for a short time. Then she poked her head out and said, "I'll go right away."

As she spoke, she had already carried her skirt around the man, so she wanted to go down, whether it was escape or disappointment. Frankly, she didn't want to continue this topic for the time being.

As he passed by, Feng Yan suddenly grabbed her arm, looked at it with deep eyes, and couldn't help asking, "study hard, don't care about other things."

I don't know whether it was the wrong way of expression or the other party's tone. Qin Qing, who should have adapted to the other party's tough posture, felt agitated for no reason at this moment. Without thinking about it, she got rid of the other party's grip and strode forward to leave.

The heroic rescue of the United States fell to the end. Not only did they not even have a word of thanks, but they also broke up unhappily.

Later, Qin Qing was favored by many enterprises and foreign designers because of her excellent stage display and design style. She was busy negotiating cooperation matters late at night. When she returned to her residence, she was exhausted and fell asleep. She couldn't think about each other's deep meaning at that time.

After that day, Feng Yan lost his message again, leaving only a farewell message. A few words seemed pale and powerless. Qin Qing also stopped the idea of confession and focused on dealing with the storm in city B.

On the day of the Qingcheng press conference, a black account came out of the Qinglong Gang, which was sent to the computers of various organs and departments through the hands of an unknown person. The senior management of city B quickly sent people to investigate the Qinglong Gang, and Nanxu disappeared for no reason.

"Finally, at the intersection of Huaihai expressway, I photographed her car at 4 a.m., which was the right place to go to Qingcheng, but it disappeared when I got off the intersection. The computer in her room hadn't been turned off, so I should have left in a hurry." Lao Hei, who came from city a, didn't close his eyes all night, so he handed over the information and relevant clues to Qin Qing at 1:00 in the morning, Looking at the faint green shadow under the girl's eyelids, she still couldn't help comforting: "there are no traces tracked on the computer. No one should find that the black account leaked from her. Maybe it's not what we thought."

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

For this kind of psychological comfort, other people might believe it, but Qin Qing was thoughtful and almost immediately denied: "no, she's not a careless person who doesn't turn off the computer."

A hacker who specializes in catching black materials usually has a firewall of ten levels thick. Where can he make such a low-level mistake.

And on the cusp of this storm, the Qinglong Gang disappeared as soon as there was an accident

Bell bell.

Suddenly, the telephone in the room rang.

Qin Qing glanced at the microphone with strange shape beside the computer desk. Her eyes darkened. She stepped forward a few steps and pressed the answer button.

"Sobbing..." a small sob came first along the line. Qin Qing was shocked by the woman's special charming female eyebrow ending.

"Nanxu." she called in a deep voice in exchange for a few quick responses.

The next second, a third person's voice sounded in the microphone, "young master song, are you all right? Did you sleep well last night? I missed you all night. I didn't think about tea and rice, ha ha..."

The familiar treacherous laughter and strange and awkward tone are enough to make a disgusting impression even if they have only met once.

"Guo dwarf." Qin Qing seemed to have expected the answer long ago. He didn't even have half a minute of surprise in his tone. He directly opened the door to the mountain with a cold face: "what do you want? It's a grudge between the green dragon gang and the night gang. It's none of her business."