Chapter 412

when Ye Feng pushes the door in, Ling Ao just tells the back chef to make a bowl of hot soup to make a shock.

On the wide double bed, I hold my knees and try to curl up into a small group. I hold my hands tightly to the cashmere shawl. My delicate shoulders tremble slightly. My red rims of eyes are still wet.

All the things reflected in Ye Feng's eyes, tormenting his heart.

He knew very well that Rong heting would not let her go so easily after seeing her again. He also sent someone to find her when she had not returned for a long time.

But I didn't expect Rong heting would be so quick on the shallow shot.

Easy and simple clever guard in shallow side, Ye Feng carefully sat to shallow side, holding shallow cold hands.

"Shallow, are you ok?" He asked softly.

Shallow bite teeth shake his head, fear of tears with the action of dripping on the sheets, burst out heartbreaking tears.

"Brother maple," she sobbed, turning slightly close to Ye Feng's arms, reaching out to tightly grasp the collar of Ye Feng, "you don't want to leave me."

"I'm wrong, Wuwu..."

"I'm here."

Ye Feng embraces shallowly. The appearance of weeping in front of his eyes will pull him back to the miserable days six years ago. He won't let anything happen again, no one can.

This evening's banquet is destined to be spent in a strange atmosphere.

One second, Ye Feng, the prince of Sophie, left in a hurry. The next minute, Rong heting, the king of Meidu, went to the water bar alone and drank the wine one by one.

The bartender knew that the men and women, old and young, who attended the dinner party were rich or expensive. At present, the bartender immediately took out his family skills and worked hard.

Mu shallow this little thing has been hiding from him for six years, and she has finally come back!

Rong heting's mouth showed a dangerous smile, and his brain searched for countless ways to punish the little thing who had been hiding him for six years.

He recalled that he had instinctively resisted his shallowness just now, and the panic and tears in his eyes didn't seem to be acting.

So mu shallow is amnesia, forget him?

Oh, only remember Ye Feng and forget him Rong heting?

Rong heting thought of this place. His eyes were red as if he wanted to kill people. His hand was so big that he could crush the wine glass.

He will never allow Mu shallow to forget his Rong heting.

Rong heting drinks the high-grade wine in the cup.

Mu shallow is his, no matter where he fled, it is his!

His property, without his permission, can not do anything to hurt himself!

Another glass of wine is about to be drunk, but stopped by a pair of slender hands in time.

Jiang Wenqian did not find out when Rong heting returned to the venue. When she found out, Rong heting had been sitting alone in front of the water bar, drinking some crazy.

"Heting," the strength of the hand is increasing. Jiang Wenqian looks at Rong heting with pain, ignoring her existence, and continues to pour himself a cup of wine.

Is that Prince PEGA's fiancee really that charming?

Jiang Wenqian rubbed her wrist reluctantly. She recalled how hard she had worked these years to compete with all kinds of women around Rong heting. In order to stand beside Rong heting, she could give everything.

But the woman standing beside Prince PEGA, who only nodded and smiling, could easily get all this, even more. How could she be reconciled!!

Seeing Rong heting's figure shake a few times in a big range, Jiang Wenqian immediately embraces him and supports him. After whispering a few words in Rong heting's ear, Jiang Wenqian grits his teeth and gets drunk. Rong heting walks to the side door.

When Luo Yu left early, Hua Yunrong did not know when she was gone. Ling Ao focused on expanding her power in politics. At this moment, it was her rare opportunity to be alone with Rong heting.

The side door for employees was smashed open, and before Jiang Wenqian was quite embarrassed, she unlocked the car that had been parked in the lane. I don't know when the entertainment reporter who was staying here took countless pictures of the two people embracing each other with their cameras.

"You!! Why are you here? "

Jiang Wenqian's mouth exclaimed, the action on the hand also did not dare to neglect will Rong heting into the car.

"Oh, Chiang Kai Shek, we can't be blamed for that." One of the reporters said that he did not forget to take more photos of Rong heting's drunken appearance with his camera.

"We can get a letter that we'll wait for a female star's underground love, but we can't imagine that we've lost a big fish." Another smile at Jiang Wenqian bow salute, "but also thank Jiang Da Qianjin to enjoy the meal."

"You'll wait for my summons to reward you." Jiang Wenqian snorted into the car and quickly drove away from the scene.

The red sports car is flying on the road in the center of the city. Rong heting in the back seat has been silent. Jiang Wenqian can't guess whether he is really drunk or is holding his anger.The car drove into the brightly lit Rong house. Ting LAN, who had been waiting for a long time, watched Jiang Wenqian holding Rong heting close to the gate and stepped forward to take over the drunk rongshao, but was stopped by Jiang Wenqian.

"I'll take you back to my room."

Ting LAN is well aware of the delicate relationship between Jiang Wenqian and Rong heting. Finally, she retreats to one side and looks at Jiang Wenqian holding Rong heting to the bedroom.

"You arranged the people in the alley." The original drunk Rong heting, after stepping into the bedroom, said in a low voice that Jiang Wenqian's action for returning to God was temporarily stagnated in the air.

"Heting... How can I..." Jiang Wenqian sorted out her long hair and replied.

"Do you think I can't see why you've been close to me?"

A little sober Rong heting walks up to Jiang Wenqian, looks at each other from a commanding position, and reaches for Jiang Wenqian's delicate wrist.

"He Ting Pain... "

Small refused to slip into the ear, Rong heting eyes a Lin, face hanging evil charm smile.

"Pain? Didn't you always want to be my woman? "

Rong heting's strength increases, and the dangerous smell of the man in front of him makes Jiang Wenqian retreat for the first time.

"Today, I'll give you this chance."

Rong heting forcefully throws Jiang Wenqian's body to the wide bed, and roughly wraps the Untied tie around Jiang Wenqian's hands.

"Heting, wait, heting, what are you going to do?" Jiang Wenqian, who was completely frightened by a series of actions of Rong heting, twisted her body uneasily.

"Hiss --" the sound of the cloth being torn is very loud in the room. Jiang Wenqian's expensive high evening dress is torn into pieces like rags by Rong heting and discarded on the ground at will.

Don't give each other any chance to prepare, Rong heting grabbed Jiang Wenqian's legs and broke them off.

Jiang Wenqian was afraid and excited. She had been waiting for this day for a long time. But just when she thought Rong heting would take her own, her man suddenly got up and left.