After the eting...
Mu Yang stayed behind, and as she was leaving, she grabbed Lin Zifeng’s arm.
"Where are you going this ti?" Mu Yang asked worriedly.
"Mu Jie, look at you, making it seem like I’m going off to war with the Japanese. It’s not a life-and-death situation; don’t use that kind of look on , alright?" Lin Zifeng glanced at her helplessly, leaning against the wall and looking at her.
"Why do I feel like you’re acting strange this ti? Is there sothing you’re hiding from ? Is there anything we can’t talk about?"
In Mu Yang’s understanding, Lin Zifeng usually handles things with a bury-your-head-and-charge-forward attitude. He doesn’t like sharing what he’s doing with others and swallows the danger himself.
This kind of personality makes the won around him feel very unsatisfied. If he doesn’t share his burdens, the won will think they don’t hold a high place in his heart.
"Mu Jie, really, it’s nothing."
"Is that so? Then why do I feel like there’s sothing in your words? Lin Zifeng, are you hiding sothing from your sister, not daring to be honest with ?"
"Mu Jie, there’s really nothing going on. What is it? Are you determined to get to the bottom of this today?" Lin Zifeng shook his head with a bitter smile.
Won really do have accurate intuition.
Mu Yang could feel sothing was off with Lin Zifeng this ti.
"Enough with the small talk, hurry up and make things clear for . If you don’t explain everything today, don’t even think about walking out of this door." Saying this, she spread her arms and blocked Lin Zifeng inside the conference room.
"Oh, Mu Jie, are you going to get tough today?"
Lin Zifeng smiled as he gazed into her eyes.
"Stop with the nonsense, but unless you explain things clearly to today, don’t even think about leaving this door."
Mu Yang stood with her hands on her hips, looking very much like a hooligan.
Looking at her voluptuous and full bust, Lin Zifeng’s eyes were a bit dazed, and he swallowed hard, finally shifting his gaze.
But the alluring fragrance emanating from her made Lin Zifeng quite captivated. He hadn’t engaged in any intimate interactions with Mu Yang for quite a while now.
The attraction between them seed even stronger.
"Haha, Mu Jie, even if I told you, you couldn’t help ." Lin Zifeng touched his chin, deliberately staring unabashedly at her chest for a long ti.
"Even if I can’t help, spiritual support counts, right? What? You don’t trust your Mu Jie anymore?"
While speaking, Mu Yang intentionally straightened her chest and shook it in front of him, almost making his eyes pop out.
"Uh, hahaha. Mu Jie, it’s not about trust, it’s just that you really can’t help ." Lin Zifeng chuckled bitterly, wondering why this woman was so stubborn.
"You haven’t told , so how do you know I can’t help you?" Mu Yang retorted.
From her perspective, even if she really couldn’t help, she should at least know his whereabouts.
No matter what, taking a step back, I am also your friend-with-benefits, so asking about your whereabouts isn’t overstepping, is it?
"Alright, since you want to know, I’ll tell you alone. I’m going back to Zhonghai; do you want to co along?"
"No way! Seeing your deanor just now, your posture already betrayed you; you’re not going to Zhonghai." Mu Yang denied him.
"Alright then, tell , where am I going?" Lin Zifeng smirked without good humor, "Okay, Mu Jie, things aren’t as complicated as you imagine. Just help handle the Huayu Group, and I’ll naturally feel at ease. It might take a while, but it’s not like I’m not coming back."
"But..." Mu Yang was about to say sothing when Lin Zifeng’s lips closed in on hers, and his Demon Claw slowly climbed onto her full chest, gently kneading. This left Mu Yang montarily stunned, not expecting Lin Zifeng to be so swift.
"Alright. Mu Jie, this gesture shouldn’t be too bad, right? I’m leaving now. I’ll leave the company matters to you." Lin Zifeng smirked with a wicked grin, lightly wiping the fragrant saliva left by his teeth, and under Mu Yang’s daze, turned and left the conference room.
"What’s happened to ?"
Mu Yang was left leaning quietly against the corner of the wall, her cheeks flushed, like a kid who had done sothing wrong.
"It’s just a kiss from him; is it worth blushing over?" Mu Yang asked herself repeatedly.
However, Lin Zifeng had already gone far...
......This ti, Lin Zifeng had decided to go to the Dark Prison.
There are so things he still needs to resolve. After all, buried in his inner world, he feels unsettled every day.
He initially chose to compete for the Heavenly Painting Halberd, hoping to have the strength to go to the Dark Prison. But now, sothing odd stirs in his heart.
If he truly goes to the Dark Prison now, the challenges will be unimaginable. If anything unexpected happens in the Dark Prison, he might lose his life there.
That night, he planned to discuss going to the Dark Prison with Nangong Bing, but in the end, he withheld the information.
The Dark Prison is just too dangerous; if anything happens, she would be worried to death...
In the evening, Nangong Bing could also sense that Lin Zifeng was acting strange.
"Are you hiding sothing from ?"
"No." Lin Zifeng shook his head, surprised as he looked at her.
"Why do I feel like you’re acting weird tonight? Are you hiding sothing from ? If there’s sothing you can’t solve, just tell ; maybe I can help you clear your mind?" Nangong Bing showed her concern.
"It’s nothing, just very busy lately, a bit tired, not what you imagine." Lin Zifeng reached out to touch her face and smiled, "My dear, things aren’t as complicated as you think; you don’t need to worry."
"Alright then, but I hope if there’s sothing, you’ll tell . I’m willing to share your burden."
"Hey hey hey, Nangong Bing. You’re making it seem like I always have issues; don’t use that kind of look on , okay? Besides, I’ve already said it’s not a big deal." Lin Zifeng widened his eyes, and then felt he’d beco too attached, turning to look at her.
"Empress Dowager, really, nothing’s going on, just too busy lately, my spirit is a bit agitated."
"Alright alright, I won’t pressure you, okay?" Nangong Bing knew he was under a lot of pressure, facing too many things. She didn’t want to give Lin Zifeng more pressure.
"Honey, I want to ask you sothing." Lin Zifeng said mysteriously.
"What is it? Go ahead." Nangong Bing nodded.
"If. Uh, I an If. If my father were still alive, and he knew we had a child, how do you think they’d react?"
Lin Zifeng said with a grin.
"Are you missing your parents?" Nangong Bing asked, "They must still be alive; don’t worry too much. You’ll reunite soday."
"I hope so." Lin Zifeng looked up at the sky, his eyes shimring with starlight.
At that mont, Nangong Bing’s gaze toward him beca a bit strange, but also filled with pity.
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