Leng Yuwen sent out the people have quickly locked the hotel, a few people came to the front desk, asked to talk with the hotel manager.
After several twists and turns, these people handed the phone to the front desk, and the front desk lady quickly handed in the room card.
Leng Shaoyun doesn't have any good people around him. After hearing Xia Luoxi's words, he really suspects that it's Wenwen who made the ghost. All the way to the hotel, he sees the expression of the front desk lady Mu Mu.
"What's the matter?" Leng Shaoyun stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her. She just recovered.
After patting her chest, the front desk lady sees Leng Shaoyun and grabs Leng Shaoyun's sleeve. She is familiar with Wenwen. What those big men want is Wenwen's room card. She doesn't know what to do.
The receptionist pulls Leng Shaoyun and nearly cries out: "Mr. Leng, the person sent by master Leng is just about to leave Wenwen's room card."
Master Leng, Leng Yuwen?
Leng Shaoyun is shocked and comes to the elevator immediately.
The receptionist's weak voice was still behind her: "Mr. Leng must not let Wenwen have an accident!"
Sure enough, Wenwen's room is half covered. As soon as she rushes in, she can see Wenwen tied to the chair. Now she is facing the crowd in a shameful manner.
Her mouth was sealed and her face turned red. When she saw Leng Shaoyun coming, she struggled for amnesty and even shed a few tears.
Although Wen Wen's figure doesn't have any curves, fortunately she has a kind of green and astringent youth in her eyes. Now she is wearing a shirt and facing several people in such a posture, which is even more amorous.
Leng Shaoyun throat a tight, quickly turned his eyes to other people: "I see you are really tired of living, even who dare to move!"
"I'm sorry, young master. We can't listen to him." The man who leads the way holds his fist, but is kicked by Leng Shaoyun.
"I am the leader of heyday future. Do you listen to me or him?" Leng Shaoyun looks at the crowd coldly.
The future leader of heyday?
Those people are in the same place, Leng Shaoheng is not
The leader was hit to the point, and now he coughed badly. Leng Shaoyun scanned the room, which was quite different from his previous cynicism.
This posture really has the taste of a leader.
A few people are stunned, for a moment don't know how to start.
If they are the leaders of heyday in the future, if they offend him now, they will find their own way out, but they can't listen to the old man.
They looked at Leng Shaoyun in embarrassment.
"What? In the old man's place, he said, "you are broken one by one by me, and you can't do it." Leng Shaoyun said, "you have to think about it. If you don't, I'll take over the heyday..."
It's said that the old man really wants to change people recently.
Several people look at each other, nod and rush out.
Leng Shaoyun quickly locks the door and unties Wenwen: "did they hurt you?"
Wen Wen shakes her head, tears in her eyes are crumbling, and she hugs Leng Shaoyun.
The girl's thin figure and slightly undulating hills are all printed on Leng Shaoyun. Leng Shaoyun is stunned for a few seconds. Seeing the innocence in her eyes, she is a little annoyed at what she just thought.
"Thank you." Aware of her gaffe, Wenwen quickly lets go of Leng Shaoyun and turns red.
Maybe she thought of the posture just now. Wenwen looked unnatural. She suddenly grabbed Leng Shaoyun's collar: "you help me so much every time, so I want to..."
She blushed and bowed her head, the meaning of which was self-evident.
"No way." Leng Shaoyun pulls down Wenwen's hand and arranges her collar seriously. "Now you've been targeted. You can't stay here. I'll book a ticket for you..."
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