Chapter 721： End of the World 4

In Tang Fengyang's mind, the lonely figure when he left in love again appeared, as well as her icy eyes.

He looked suddenly, rubbing his eyebrows.

What's the matter, why always think of that woman.

In fact, his relationship with Zhonglove is not very good.

Love is a killer, with a cold breath all the year round, and doesn't like to talk to people too much.

She has been with him for more than a month, and the communication between them does not exceed ten sentences.

Because of Ling Weifeng's relationship, he took more care of her.

I didn't think she had anything special before, why would he keep thinking about her after she left.

Could it be that he was so obsessed with saving him last night?

"Tang Tang? Tang Tang?"

Ling Weifeng panicked when Tang Fengyang hadn't responded for a long time.

Called a few times.

Tang Fengyang came back to his senses and said, "She's gone."

"Gone? Where did you go?"

"I don't know, she said she is leaving."

"Oh, then I'll call and ask her."

Hanging up, Tang Fengyang leaned back on the back seat, slightly surprised.

He actually lost his mind while talking on the phone with Ling Weifeng.

This was definitely the first time for him.

The matter of Ling Weifeng is a top priority for him, no matter when and where, as long as Ling Weifeng calls, he will be there as soon as possible.

When he was with her, it was also when he was most attentive, even more attentive than handling official duties.

But this time, he actually lost his mind.

And it was for another woman.

Tang Fengyang had a deep sense of powerlessness.

Since waking up in the morning, he has felt very abnormal.

I can't tell where it's abnormal, but it just feels different from before.

However, he has a lot of things to deal with now, and he doesn't have much thoughts to deal with these annoying things.

The car stopped in front of the National Defense Building, and he was about to start a new round of work.

Things that I love have also been left behind.

Ling Weifeng hung up the phone and called Zhongqing immediately.

"Xiaoqingqing, where are you."

"At the hotel, what's the matter?" The loving voice was still cold.

And with a tired look.

"Tang Tang said you are gone, I am worried about you."

The hand that loves holding the phone stiffened, and subconsciously clenched it.

There was a layer of ice and smoke on her face, but the chill all over her could not dissipate.

Tang Fengyang, these three words have now become her forbidden zone.

However, she didn't want anyone to know what happened last night.

Treat yourself as a dumb loss.

"I stayed by his side. It was expedient. I took this opportunity to leave."

"Oh, that's it." Ling Weifeng breathed a sigh of relief, scaring her to death.

Almost thought something happened to love.

"Love, those killers last night..."

"I have asked Feifei to investigate." The expression of affection became colder and colder.

It seems to condense the surrounding hot water into ice.

"Okay, then I won't bother you, let me know if you find it."

"Ok."

Love hangs up the phone, throws the phone aside, and closes his eyes.

Back against the edge of the bathtub.

The body slipped slowly, and the water spread from her chest, to her delicate collarbone, to her neck, chin, and then her entire face.

Until the whole person sinks into the water.

The crystal clear water is a jade-like body.

The perfect jade skin was covered with bruises.

Destroyed that snow-like beauty, adding a bit of ambiguity.

That is the trace of passion and love.