After the fake daughter lost her memory, the backup boss flirted with her and lost control

Pearl County.

"Wen Yan, did you hear what I said?" The woman sat in front of him, raised her chin, moved a little closer, and touched the man's lips.

Wen Yan sat by the bed, applying gauze to the wound on his shoulder, focusing on the double-edged flick knife in his hand, as if no one was thinking about anything.

The person who took A Yuan away had been secretly monitoring his movements.

So he got off the plane in the middle of the night and was suddenly attacked. Looking back at the thug's strength when he held down his wrist, it was not likely to seriously injure him. It seemed that he was just teaching him a lesson. Then the thug deliberately left a flick knife and the knife on the blade. The drug, a benzodiazepine, made him pass out and sleep until noon the next day.

All this told him that this time it was just a provocation.

So, the mastermind behind this provocation is the person who took A Yuan away.

Seeing his eyes fixed on the knife in his hand, the woman simply stretched her head forward and touched his lips.

Wen Yan suddenly stepped back and looked at her in disbelief.

"Feifei, what are you doing?"

Ming Feifei put her index finger between her lips and retracted her chin: "Wen Yan, I just talked to you and you didn't respond. If I accidentally... you won't take it seriously, right?"

"What are you serious about?" Wen Yan took advantage of the extra space between the two of them, stood up, and walked to the side.

Ming Feifei rubbed her lips with her fingers and said with a chuckle: "It's good that you didn't take it seriously. I was also startled just now. I just wanted to get closer to see how you were doing when I ran into you."

When the surroundings fell silent, Wen Yan cleared his throat and said, "Thank you for driving me back."

Ming Feifei tucked her waist-length hair behind her shoulders and smiled coquettishly: "What does that mean? If I had arrived at the airport earlier, I would have fought them as hard as I did five years ago."

Seeing her raising her hands and gearing up like she did five years ago, Wen Yan felt better, "You are weak. If you are hurt by them, I will blame myself even more."

The words were intimate and polite.

"I heard that you have found another personal bodyguard. This is a good thing. However, a bodyguard disappeared when he disappeared. It is not the second Cheng Qing. It is worth your resources to find it. My brother's martial arts team has some good ones. Yes, let me recommend one for you." Ming Feifei said, picked up her bag and was about to leave.

Wen Yan smiled and said, "No, I'll take you downstairs."

Ming Feifei put her hand on his arm and moved it up along the protruding muscles. She took it away in time before he could dodge: "You are injured. Take a good rest. I am not an old woman who needs support."

"it is good."

Ming Feifei walked to the door, turned her head, and her hair swept across her curvy back and buttocks, "Wen Yan, to be honest, if I become a slow-moving old woman when we get old, will you help me?" me?"

Wen Yan nodded: "Of course."

In his senior year of high school, he followed Su He to the Wen family.The marriage recognition process went smoothly. With the help of the Wen family, he entered Famous Middle School, a high-end private school with strong teachers in Manchester City.

He is not good at establishing friendly relationships with people quickly, nor does he rely on the social status of the Wen family to be domineering in school. However, he is often bullied by his classmates. The location of the bullying varies, maybe in the bathroom or in the swimming pool behind the playground. , or maybe on the way home from school.

The first time he met Xu Yuan was on his way home from school. He was blocked in an alley by two classmates. When Xu Yuan saw an uneven road, he drew his sword to help.Later, no one bullied him anymore. After the college entrance examination, he learned from his classmates that it was Ming Feifei who helped him shield himself from danger.

From then on, he made up his mind to learn boxing and kicking skills and protect Ming Feifei for the rest of his life.

Ming Feifei got close to him, and the elders sometimes joked that the two of them were suitable for being together, but Ming Feifei made it clear that they could not be together.

He agreed with Ming Feifei's idea.

However, sometimes Ming Feifei's little movements in front of him often made him feel unclear.

Fortunately, Ming Feifei always showed a shy expression in front of Wen Heng, which made him sure that Ming Feifei liked Wen Heng, not him.

The relationship between people is very strange. Ming Feifei likes people who hate him, but it does not affect the friendly relationship between him and Ming Feifei at all.

When they were in different places, they would also send emails to share their lives. They didn't contact each other frequently, but they had something to talk about every time they met.

Therefore, when Wen Yao told him that it was Ming Feifei who killed A Yuan, he really didn't believe it.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan chased after him.

As soon as Ming Feifei got off the elevator, she saw Wen Yan chasing after her in another elevator, "What happened? You are so panicked." Wen Yan looked into her eyes and asked, "Do you know my bodyguard, A Yuan?"

Ming Feifei shook her head confusedly, "Your bodyguard's name is A-Yuan? I don't know. It's your fault. Don't we talk about everything? You didn't even tell me that you have a personal bodyguard, and she's a woman." .”

Wen Yan's eyes suddenly shrank: "How do you know she is a woman?"

Ming Feifei was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, "This name must be a girl's."

Wen Yan looked at her: "Yes, that's right."

"Let's go. Go back and have a good rest. We'll contact you in two days." Ming Feifei left with a smile.

Wen Yan watched her step by step out of sight, raised one corner of his lips and smiled, a sad smile.

This makes him look like a fool.

Wen Yan picked up the phone and "find out Feifei's communication records in the past month."

After saying that, he put away his phone and took the elevator back to the tenth floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, several people in property management uniforms were lingering at the door of House B, discussing something.

"I've been knocking for a long time but there's no response. Is there anyone there?"

"There is a girl living in House B, but she seems to be a tenant. Let's contact the registrant of House B."

Wen Yan walked behind them and said, "I am the landlord of House B."

"Doctor Wen, it's you! Sorry, the roof downstairs is leaking. We need to check whether the water pipe in House B is faulty."

"Okay." Wen Yan entered the password on the door lock.

Go in and inspect the property.

Wen Yan followed into the room, glanced at the two books on the coffee table in the living room, and picked them up to read.

He flipped through a few pages, frowning tightly.

What kind of messy books are these?
"How do actors practice?" Is she preparing to enter the entertainment industry?
Looking at this "Love Strategy" again, who is she planning to conquer?
The more he read, the more worried he became. Wen Yan put the book back on the coffee table and went to another room.

The cloakroom is empty and the bedroom is simple.

The white pillow had a metallic sheen, and something seemed to be pressed under the pillow.

He pulled out the thing, and his pupils almost burst in an instant.

At the bottom of the silver chain is a round pendant.

He pressed his fingernails against the bulge on the side of the pendant, pushed it upward, and the round cover opened.

In the round photo, a beautiful woman with long wavy hair hugs a chubby boy.

Looking at this slightly wrinkled and yellowish photo, Wen Yan's eyes became blurry.

He seemed to have returned to the photo studio from 14 years ago. The woman was nagging and sorting out the boy's clothes: "I remember you weren't so fat before. Why have you gained so much weight this year like blowing up a balloon?"How embarrassing it will be for your father to come looking for you when the time comes.Go back and lose weight! 】

The boy was used to such nagging. He lowered his head, picked his fingers, and muttered: "You have so many men, how can you tell which one is my dad?" 】

When the woman heard these words, she slapped him in the face and said in a sharp voice: "What are you talking about!" 】

This scene shocked the photo studio master.

The woman then coaxed him softly, and then pressed his face directly against the wall, letting the winter wall reduce the swelling on his cheeks.

(End of this chapter)