The four-member Feng Yin separated in the community and walked in three directions.
Feng Yin greeted the butler downstairs, and the butler stood up and smiled to serve.
“Hello, Ms. Fengyin, Allah is back.”
“Thank you.”
Fengyin went upstairs, went straight to the top floor, opened the door, and it was pitch black.
“Ala——”
“Ala——”
After shouting twice, he still did not respond. Feng Yin hit the waiter in the room and searched for a while, but was not here.
She stared at the floor and went downstairs.
Next floor, ring the doorbell.
“Wo Wang–“
A familiar cry sounded, and Feng Yin shouted outside the door: “It’s okay to know you’re here, I’ll leave.”
She turned around and wanted to leave, but with the sound of the door opening, Alla rushed out from inside, bit Feng Yin’s trouser legs, and pulled it.
“What… is expensive! More than ten pieces!”
“Katz!”
More than ten pieces turned into rags.
Feng Yin followed Ala into the house, and the warm decoration made her mouth erroneously.
She thought she would meet the domineering president’s black, white and gray.
“Your head – Damn! The contract has not been signed yet!”
Feng Yin slid around the ground, and he suddenly arrived next to Cheng Yanqiu who was lying on the ground.
“Future contract, my legacy…what happened to you!”
Feng Yin put his fingers on his pulse.
“What are you saying? You two really have to get together even though you know you can’t be together!”
Cheng Yanqiu was severely allergic and fainted from breathing and lacking oxygen.
“The best way is to breathe artificially…”
Cheng Yanqiu on the ground could hear the sounds from the outside world, but he just didn’t have the strength to get up.
In a daze, the four words “artificial respiration” lit up in his mind and repeatedly reported it.
“Ah———”