Chapter 221 (1/2)

Leng Yaochen just received a call from a senior manager of the company. He didn't even eat breakfast. He grabbed the car key and went out.

It's a pity that he can't fly to miss Lin's side, but he is damned and blocked on the road for an hour and a half.

When he pushed the door like heartburn and broke into Lin's office, he found that it was empty.

At the moment, the staff in the office are looking at Leng Yaochen like an alien, with an anxious expression.

What is the situation?

Why does Mr. Leng ignore the image of his high cold President so much today? His hairstyle is in a mess, and his expression is even more anxious.

"What about Miss Lin?" As soon as Leng Yaochen comes out, he happens to meet Kang He. Leng Yaochen grabs each other's skirt and drags some thin Kang he directly in front of him and asks, "where has she gone?"

Kanghe's voice trembled: "she Not long after she went downstairs, I don't think she was in a good mood. She must have wanted to give her an umbrella, but she disappeared. "

After hearing his words, Leng Yaochen released his hand, grabbed the umbrella in his hand, and ran out of the office quickly.

"My God, what's the matter with Leng Zong?"

"It doesn't match the image of Gao Leng in normal days."

"What's the relationship between him and missing? He seems to care about her very much."

"Is Last time I said that Leng always had different feelings for missing. Is that true? "

Kanghe recovered from his fright. Seeing these colleagues start to talk, he immediately yelled, "shut up and do something quickly."

Leng Yaochen ran out of the hall. Sure enough, he saw that it had rained just now.

But now, after the rush hour, there are fewer vehicles and pedestrians on the road. Leng Yaochen only feels that there is a kind of cold wind blowing. In the alternate seasons of autumn and winter, the weather is very bad and there is more rain.

Leng Yaochen asked the security guard in front of the door to know that Lin Xiangxiang ran out of the road on his left just now.

After confirming that she really ran out alone, Leng Yaochen didn't dare to delay for a second, so he went straight after her.

In order to make his own pace faster, he did not hold an umbrella, so no image of running in the rain.

Yes, he is no longer that proud man.

As for those damned images, don't worry.

Leng Yaochen ran far away in one breath, until he couldn't breathe, his legs were weak, his hands were on his knees, his eyes were in the misty rain, looking for the familiar shadow.

No Maybe she stopped a car and left.

Just when Leng Yaochen plans to go back to drive and find someone in another place.

Ear suddenly came some cry, the source of the sound, from the roadside park next to him.

Cold Yao Chen's heart fierce of a lift, almost instinctively turn round to walk past.

Through an arched stone gate, I saw a small body squatting in the corner of the park.

The drizzle on her head fell on her long black hair, and her whole body was buried in her knees, as if it was cold.

Leng Yaochen's heart was greatly agitated. He seemed to have let off all his strength and walked slowly towards her.

The umbrella in my hand was finally willing to open.

Miss Lin cried for a long time, until she felt that the cold was not so bitter and cold, she raised her head blankly.

The rain that just fell on me was blocked by a big black umbrella.

She was startled, trembling, and saw Leng Yaochen's condescending eyes.

The distance between each other is too far. Leng Yaochen has to squat down and hold the umbrella on her head to cover more rain.

Even squatting, he is much higher than her petite.

"Cursed again?" There was no mockery in his tone, just like the lukewarm greeting between friends.

Miss Lin bit her lower lip, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and nodded.

If anyone can best understand her current situation, I'm afraid it's just the man in front of her.

Many things even Feng Yu didn't know, but Leng Yaochen did.

"I've told you that you are a weak woman, but you can't defeat the power of Fengjia." Leng Yaochen sighed, this time with a trace of blame.

Miss Lin's voice is crying hoarse, Leng Yaochen's words, let her mouth: "don't try, will give up?"

Cold Yao Chen tiny Zheng, didn't expect this small body, unexpectedly still hide than ordinary people also big courage.

Knowing the result, I want to have a try.

"Now do you know that the result can't be changed at all? You don't know how important Fengyu is to Fengjia. It's almost the lifeblood of fenglaozi. " Leng Yaochen laughed lightly.

Miss Lin is speechless. Yes, she knows that some things can't be changed.