The Devil President is a Baddy!

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"Yes, the young master said that your leg injury is not good, it is not suitable to move around, and there are many servants here, can take care of you better, so please take care of the injury here," Feng Deming replied.

But he did n’t say yesterday to let her rest for one night, will he leave today? Why did she suddenly change her mind and let her take care of her injuries before leaving? And he didn't mention it when he talked to him just now! Su Yihan felt very strange.

"Thank you to your young master on my behalf, but I still insist on going back to the hospital." Although she wanted to stay, she felt that this was not good for both parties. After all, he was about to get engaged and she lived in his house What's going on?

"I can't decide this. If you insist on leaving, wait for the young master to come back and tell him personally." Feng Deming showed a look of embarrassment. "This ..." Su Yihan hesitated for a moment. She knew that Feng Deming would definitely let her leave without Leng Xichen's approval. She thought of calling Leng Xichen, but she just called him now, but now she called He was even more delayed in his work, anyway, he would have to wait another half day for him to get off work

When she came back, she left.

Thinking this way, she barely agreed to stay temporarily.

Sitting on the living room sofa and waiting for him for a day, she finally waited until he came back.

"Leng Xichen!" Su Yihan called him when he saw him walk in.

"I'm not telling you to let Miss Su take a good rest in the room. How do you do things?" Leng Xichen said seriously to the servant beside her when she saw her in the living room.

"Don't blame them, I insisted on waiting for you here!" Su Yihan quickly explained to him.

"If you are here waiting for me just to tell me that you are leaving, then avoid talking." Leng Xichen already guessed what she wanted to say to him.

"My leg injury is fine, as long as I pay more attention to it." Su Yihan gestured to him that her leg injury was not as serious as expected.

"I said that if you want to stay here, you should stay well and stay well, don't make me angry at you." Seeing her look like she wanted to go, Leng Xichen was very angry.

"But you are about to announce your engagement. Isn't it inappropriate for me to live here again? And if Miss Song Ziye knows, she will definitely think more about it." Su Yihan expressed his concerns.

She said so much, didn't she just want to stay with him?

For her explanation, Leng Xichen can only understand this way.

"If you don't want to see me, then rest assured, I will fly back to France tonight."

"Are you going back to France?" Su Yihan couldn't help but burst into a loss when he heard this.

As she was talking, she saw the maid walking downstairs with a suitcase.

"Master, your luggage has been packed. In addition, as soon as I received the call, the plane arrived immediately." Feng Deming came over and said to him respectfully.

"Good." Leng Xichen reached out and asked him to take the suitcase out.

I glanced back at her, and wanted to tell her something, but he finally didn't say anything and turned around and walked out.

Why did he go so suddenly? Is it intentionally to avoid her? Su Yihan is not sure.

After a few minutes, the roar of the plane landing sounded outside.

How long will he go this time? Suddenly thinking of this problem, she limped out.

"I'm not letting you go around if you're okay? What are you doing out of here?" Seeing her walking out hard, Leng Xichen couldn't help but want to anger her.

"I ... I just want to ask when you can come back." She asked weakly.

"Are you worried that my time to go is too short!" Leng Xichen understood her sentence as not wanting him to come back too soon. "Relax, I won't show up again until your leg injury is not good." In front of you. "

"I don't mean this!" Su Yihan waved his hands again and again.

"Master, you can take off." Feng Deming communicated well with the pilot and came back to him.

Leng Xichen made a "know" gesture to him, then turned his head to look at Su Yihan, "I will go to France for a while, you can feel at ease here to recover from the injury."

After saying this, he walked in the direction of the private jet.

"You misunderstood, I really didn't mean that ..." Su Yihan whispered, watching him get on the plane. Apart from watching him leave, she didn't know what else she could do.

After Leng Xichen boarded the plane, the plane started, left the ground, and flew into the sky.

Leng Xichen, all the way downwind! Seeing the plane carrying him getting smaller and smaller in her eyes, she wanted to wave goodbye to him, but she was afraid that he would see her reluctance, so she could only say it in her heart.

Suddenly feeling a little sore nose, she resisted the urge to tears out of her eyes, and continued to watch him.

Leng Xichen sat by the window, watching her petite, thin body standing there alone, with wounds all over her face and body, and he couldn't help feeling a distress.

This had just left her, but his thoughts of her had grown like wild grass in the wilderness, growing wildly in his heart.

He forced himself to take back his gaze staying on her, focusing on the documents in front of him that needed to be processed. Only when he put in work would he be temporarily forgotten about her.

Sure enough, Leng Xichen said that he had been to France for half a month. He never came back, and there was no news. Su Yihan lived in the villa without him. Although it was delicious and delicious every day, She didn't feel happy at all.

On several occasions, she seemed to hear that Feng Deming was talking to him on the phone. She wanted to ask him about Leng Xichen, but when she spoke, she couldn't ask. Her leg injury is much better. Although she still hasn't recovered completely, she can move around slowly without any help. Originally she wanted to wait for him to come back, but just waited day after day and saw that she was better than half. She had no reason to be here again.

Staying, so finally determined to leave.

Su Yihan got up, folded the quilts neatly, and went downstairs to find Feng Deming.

"Feng Butler, the injuries on my body are almost all right. I plan to leave here today." She said to him when he saw him.

"Miss Su, why did you suddenly go?" Feng Deming felt a little surprised when she heard that she was going. "I have been here to disturb for so long, and I should leave. Thank you for taking care of me since this time. Please take care of me!" Although she did not spend much time with him, she could feel what he had done to her. Concerned, she has no relatives except her father since she was a child.

Don't cherish the people who are good to her. Seeing that you will leave here soon, she is still a little sentimental.

"You can't go, young master, he ..." Feng Deming was interrupted by a voice before he finished speaking.

"Where do you want to go?" Suddenly a voice came from my ear, a little mute, but with unspeakable charm.

This voice is ...

Su Yihan turned his head, Leng Xichen was standing ten meters away from her, and was staring at her at the moment.

Although it was only half a month since she disappeared, she felt as if a long time had passed.

Seeing him, she was almost unable to control her desire to rush to hug him, but when she saw the person standing next to her, she regained her senses again.

"Su Yihan? Why are you still here?" Zhao Meixiang saw her, the disappointment on her face was obvious.

"I let her stay here." Leng Xichen explained to her mother for her.

"You don't need to speak for her," Zhao Meixiang looked at Su Yihan with hate, "You are really thick-skinned, Xichen is looking at you pitifully, and only let you stay here for a few days. Think of yourself as the hostess here, right? "

"I don't have it!" Su Yihan shook his head. "I was just about to leave."

"Don't embarrass her, I don't allow her to leave!" Leng Xichen said.

"Xichen, you will announce your engagement to Ziye tomorrow. What are you doing to let her live here?" Zhao Meixiang dissatisfiedly looked at her son when she heard that her son was still determined to let her stay.

He will announce his engagement to Song Ziye tomorrow? Su Yihan suddenly "giggled" in his heart.

No wonder they all came back because it was the anniversary of their group soon.

"You're relieved, I will leave here today." She carefully concealed her inner loss, and said to Zhao Meixiang as if nothing was wrong.

"You can't go today!" Leng Xichen said firmly.

"Xichen!" Zhao Meixiang looked at his son angrily.

"Tomorrow she will have to attend the anniversary. In case she just has to stay in case." Leng Xichen explained to her mother.

"How can there be so much, it would be nice to send the driver to take her to the anniversary party tomorrow." Zhao Meixiang thought of her son's last time to save her, even his own life can be spared, and finally suffered such a serious Injury, she can't have a good face for the woman in front of her.

Why is she attending the anniversary? Why can't she understand what they are talking about? Su Yihan stood aside and heard a confusing sound.

"I will take care of this matter." Leng Xichen finished, walked over and took Su Yihan's hand and went outside.

"Xichen, where are you going to take this woman!" Seeing her son's hand holding Su Yihan away, Zhao Meixiang reluctantly wanted to catch up.

"Don't make any more confusion, Xichen has his own measure, I believe he will deal with it." Leng Qizhen pulled her. Although he didn't like Su Yihan very much, but thinking of tomorrow's anniversary, she had to participate, so she could only handle it with her son.

"But ..." Zhao Meixiang was still uneasy. In her view, Su Yihan's scheming was too heavy.

"You'd better treat Su Yihan a little better now. In case she doesn't agree to attend the anniversary tomorrow, things will be more complicated." Leng Qizhen is only worried about this now.

"Then let her go like this?" Zhao Meixiang was very angry.

"Other than that, do you have a better way?" Leng Qizhen asked. Zhao Meixiang moved his lips and said nothing.