2: 2. First-time display of dominance

2. First-time display of dominance

The kiss stopped abruptly. 0

The fire in Leng Haofan eyes seemed to have been poured into a bucket of ice water and was completely extinguished.

"Whose name are you calling?" Rong Xiaoxiao chin was firmly clamped by Leng Haofan big hand.

The pain was touching Rong Xiaoxiao and he started struggling again. Pan Hai... Don't make a fuss... ."

Good, very good! He actually had someone in his heart? !

A trace of killing intent flashed by, and the corners of Leng Haofan lips turned cold.

After putting on his clothes, he Leng Haofan left with his sleeve.

When the bodyguards outside saw their boss go in with high anger, they came out with cold air. It was too soon to calculate the time.

"Boss... This is... As a bodyguard, assistant and brother, Zuo Wei walked forward. I wonder what Boss meant.

"Go back!" Leng Haofan was cold.

"Huh?" Then... That girl... Zuo Wei was dumbfounded. Did he spit out the meat he had eaten?

"Throw it here."

Leng Haofan's tone did n' t seem to be fake. Just as everyone was confused, Leng Haofan ordered," Find someone to protect her. There wasn't another incident like yesterday! "Tomorrow, when she wakes up, she will satisfy all the requests she makes."

"Yes!" No one dared to resist Leng Haofan order, even though everyone was confused.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. There was a rare lack of light in a luxurious mansion that covered a few square meters. The entire mansion looked exceptionally cold and quiet.

"Leng Haofan... You despicable bastard! "What are you trying to do!" A battered-looking woman slumped to the ground.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want you to go out with your own son."

On the main seat of the sofa in the center of the hall, Leng Haofan perfect thin lips gently opened, and a deep, cold and arrogant voice sounded.

That fine-fitting black shirt made his cold aura even more intense. It was as if the Asura from the abyss of hell had killed all those who defied him.

She had a bellyful of anger at that heartless girl in the Rong Xiaoxiao, so she naturally had to find a bad luck to vent her anger.

This wasn't it. The venting tube was right in front of him. Leng Haofan current aura was more than ten times more terrifying than usual.

"Don't even think about it!" Don't forget that I am the mistress of this house and that my son is the heir to all this wealth. You! "He's just a bastard!" The woman who fell on the ground was like a shrew as she screamed.

"Oh?" "Really?" His indifferent tone was like a wisp of cold mist, floating out of his thin lips, rapidly condensing the surrounding air.

Leng Haofan slowly stood up from the sofa. His height was at a perfect ratio of 1.9 meters. His long legs, which made the world's top models feel ashamed of themselves, slowly walked towards that woman.

He stood in front of the woman who was in a sorry state but still fierce. The last trace of golden light from the setting sun shone on him through the heavy door and covered him with a layer of dazzling light.

If a stranger were present at this moment, he would definitely think that he was a god who descended from the mortal world, the ruler of the sovereign kingdom.

He looked down at the woman with contempt in his eyes.

"Then please bring your precious son out of here. Oh right, I forgot to tell you something." Leng Haofan raised his hand to look at his Swiss limited edition watch." Your son is probably drinking tea at the police station, stealing the company's finances and making illegal transactions. You can only see him thirty-five years later."

In an instant, the woman's face turned pale as paper. Her ashen lips trembled for a long time before she squeezed out a sentence. "Impossible! Nonsense!"

She and her son had been completely foolproof about stealing the company's finances. How did this demon find out!

"I'll know if you believe me after reading the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper. Zuo Wei Throw her out. Don't let me see her again in City C." Every word Leng Haofan said carried a casual smile. The corners of his lips curled into a beautiful smile, but it was cold and frightening.

"Yes, sir." In a corner of the hall, an ordinary-looking man walked over steadily. He picked up the woman who was lying on the ground and strode outside.

"No!" Let me down! Leng Haofan You bastard, these properties are mine!" A woman who was like a mad woman was struggling in her heart.

She didn't understand when the boy who had learned to bow and bow to her had become such a fierce, decisive and ruthless man a month ago? A year ago?

Perhaps, when he returned from the heavy rain fifteen years ago, he had already become a demon dressed in human skin.

"Sir, he has been sent to the most remote mountain area in City L." Zuo Wei returned.

"Yes." Leng Haofan nodded lightly, not showing any emotions.

"What about this mansion?" "Do you still have it?" Zuo Wei asked.

"Sell it. Put the money into the charity fund."

"Yes." Zuo Wei immediately accepted the order.

In fact, he had never understood why his husband had created a charity fund called Lan Yu Umbrella. In his eyes, Leng Haofan was a heartless person. He could do whatever it took to achieve his goal. He could even end his opponent's life and ruin. However, it was just such an emotionless ice-cold machine that had actually created City D's largest charity fund, and had obtained such a fund... A childish name.

Zuo Wei Leng Haofan didn't know what he was thinking. He stood in front of the main hall and looked at the place he was most familiar with and hated. He snorted coldly and strode away.

Zuo Wei looked at that black figure's back, just like his name, cold and aloof. From now on, the dark horse in City D was about to leap out, and the business world in City D was about to change.

Bentley drove out from the deathly still mansion and stopped in front of a garden-style independent villa in the middle of the city. He could buy a three-story villa that was hundreds of square meters and an independent garden in the middle of the city. No one had the capital to buy it without a hundred million dollars worth.

"That girl today. Find out her identity, especially 15 years ago. I want the most detailed information." Along the way, this was the only order Leng Haofan gave to Zuo Wei.

"Yes." Zuo Wei replied in a deep voice.

Due to the appearance of the Rong Xiaoxiao, Leng Haofan plans after returning to China were completely disrupted. If he followed the normal steps, the most important thing in front of him was the Leng Family Rong Teng Group that was currently in danger. But now, he had his right-hand man investigate the identity of a girl.

Out of the bathroom, Leng Haofan was dressed in a white bathrobe. Her messy black hair in the daytime was soft and smooth, matching her angular face. She was more gentle.

Lying on the dark blue King SIZE bed, the warm yellow wall lamp quietly lit up, Leng Haofan his arm casually covering his eyes. In the darkness, the nightmare that followed the shadows descended again.

In a daze, he heard the rumbling thunder again. His thoughts returned to the day fifteen years ago...

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