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Chapter 22 Too Close to the Iceberg Man!
Damn!

Did I dig your ancestral grave in my previous life or what? Why do you always refuse to let me go?
After greeting him and their ancestors, Lin Xiaoting angrily jumped out of the passenger seat, sat in the back seat, and said to Jin Feng, "Please drive!"

Jin Feng shrugged, with an apologetic expression on his face, the car wouldn't leave without the boss's order!

Leng Yanxiu spit out a burst of anger from his nostrils, and said four words coldly, "Leave without saying goodbye!"

What do you mean?
Can you offend him by leaving without saying goodbye?
Lin Xiaoting turned to meet his black eyes, and couldn't help but trembled in her heart, "I've already sat down, can you drive faster?!"

No one answered her, and Jin Feng didn't start the car. Lin Xiaoting was about to drive the door down, but found that the safety lock of the car door was locked, and she couldn't get out.

It can't last forever, Xia Meng, and her brother, must be very anxious not to find her.

In order to get away earlier, Lin Xiaoting's tone softened a lot, "Mr. Leng, how can I drive?"

"beg me!"

Leng Yanxiu stared straight ahead with gloomy eyes, and tapped his left leg lightly with his left hand, wearing a Patek Philippe limited-edition luxury watch. His tone was always harsh and cold, and there was no room for negotiation.

beg him?

I really think of myself as a savior!

Lin Xiaoting is not stupid, if she confronts a rich and powerful man with made-by metal like him head-on, she will only touch her own nose. In order to leave as soon as possible, she can only give in temporarily.

"Please……"

"The expression is wrong!"

From the rearview mirror, you can see her bun face that is about to frown into a one-line eyebrow, and a pair of big white eyes are rolling, are you sure she is begging him?
"I beg you!"

The pink cheeks are puffed up, and the gnashing of teeth is not the effect he wants, "The tone is wrong!"

A pair of little fans clenched their fists tightly, and Lin Xiaoting kept telling herself to calm down and calm down again.

Turning her face and looking at him, she changed into a soft tone, and she forced herself to say as pleasantly as possible, "Mr. Leng, I beg you, drive faster, OK?"

It's almost there!
"Drive!" Leng Yanxiu gave an order, and the black Hummer roared and rushed to the main road.

The warm air was turned on in the carriage, but Lin Xiaoting was trembling nervously, probably because she was too close to the Bingshan Man, and she always felt the cold.

She sat close to the car window, keeping the distance from him as far as possible, and met his sinister gaze as soon as she turned her head, her heart skipped a beat, why did she keep staring at her, it made her feel uncomfortable?

"Don't worry, I won't tell if you kill me, I won't tell! I won't reveal a word!" Lin Xiaoting thought he was chasing after her "witness".

Seeing his hand reaching for the left inner pocket of her suit, Lin Xiaoting's eyes widened, thinking that he was going to take out a hand, a gun or something, but it turned out to be a mobile phone!
Lin Xiaoting's eyes lit up, watching him take out her cell phone from his pocket, and as soon as he handed it over, she couldn't wait to grab it in her hand, as if afraid of being snatched away.

I almost lost my phone, or I would have to spend money to buy a new one!
Lin Xiaoting held the phone lovingly, the body was warm and carried his body temperature.

She sneaked a few glances at him, thinking to herself, did he come here to give her a mobile phone?

Isn't it murder?

I wanted to say thank you, but when I looked up, I saw him staring at her feet with a horrified look like looking at an alien.

Lin Xiaoting lowered her head and realized that her soles were stained with a lot of dust, leaving many footprints in the clean and comfortable compartment.

Be nice!

Dirty his car, no wonder he's staring at her with that cannibalistic look!
She shrank her feet in embarrassment and forced a smile, "I can clean it for you!"

After finishing speaking, she bent down and wiped the shoe prints on the mat with her sleeve. Before the sleeve touched the mat, a big hand dragged her back.

"Talk about that deal!" Leng Yanxiu wrote lightly

(End of this chapter)