The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

A loud slap knocked that handsome face away. The impact of strength was mutual. Yang Qin's hands trembled as well. She knew how hard she had hit him.    

The man was not angry. He smiled and licked the corner of his mouth. Evil energy spread everywhere. The palm print on his face that gradually turned red was inexplicably evil and crazy.    

"What are you laughing at? Are you a pervert?! Have all the women in the organization been forcefully kissed by you before?"    

Yang Qin was about to die from anger.    

The man standing opposite her was called Fengming. Of course, it was a fake name. No one knew his real identity, and his name was even more mysterious.    

The tall man had a European and American face, but he had a fluent Chinese accent, and he seemed to have an S City accent.    

"I've never kissed Moe. " The back of Fengming's hand was pressed against Yang Qin's face. It brushed past her coldly, leaving behind a patch of ice. It was a numbing feeling.    

Yang Qin avoided it in conflict. Moi was a strong Caucasian female dog in the organization.    

"You even kissed Aunt Ken?"    

"I kissed the back of my hand. " Feng Ming's smile was charming, like a European male version of a vixen.    

Yang Qin frowned. She really regretted warning Feng Ming not to call him again. He was obviously very normal on the phone, and when he was alone in reality, he would turn into a perverted sex maniac.    

"What are you doing here?"    

"I'm here to see you being the mother of the child who killed your husband, and to share the joy of being the mother of the child who killed your husband. "    

Feng Ming knew Yang Qin's pain, so he had to stab her.    

"Shut up!" Yang Qin wanted to slap him again.    

Feng Ming maintained the posture of hitting Yang Qin on the wall from beginning to end. He moved closer, and his lips were almost touching each other. It was an ambiguous relationship between the two of them.    

"I just wanted to remind you not to be fooled by the beauty in front of you. You are so touched that you are about to cry when his child calls you mother?"    

"This is because they pity you when you don't have a child. In fact, you should have had your own child. They were the ones who caused your death. Now that I give you another title, will you be satisfied? "    

The ability of Feng Ming to bewitch the hearts of people increased and did not decrease. This was how Yang Qin was recruited into the organization back then.    

Yang Qin turned her head and avoided his face that was too close. Her mind was in a mess.    

"Don't forget the purpose of coming here. You came with a mission. "    

Feng Ming patted her shoulder. It was where she was injured.    

"Mhmm. . . " Yang Qin frowned from the pain. Her breathing was in disorder.    

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows and sneered, "How foolish of you to block a knife for me. "    

Yang Qin threw a cold glance at him. She hated Feng Ming's method of killing: "Thank you for reminding me, but I didn't forget. I just changed my target. "    

"What?" Feng Ming tilted his head and looked at her.    

"Shen Guanlin. "    

Yang Qin continued, "Your target is Shen Guanlin and Gu Tingshen's company. My target was once Gu Tingshen's family. I can't bear to take revenge on Huo Niannian and the child, but at least I want Gu Tingshen to lose something. "    

"How kind. He actually gave up on hatred for his enemy's wife and son. " Feng Ming sighed in a strange tone.    

"I didn't!"    

"Alright, since you've decided, then go ahead and do it. Remember to reply to me regularly. Otherwise, I'll come looking for you again. "    

Feng Ming stroked Yang Qin's chin, and his actions were frivolous. Then, he turned around and waved at Yang Qin with his back facing her. He left in a carefree manner through the main door.    

"What a madman!" Yang Qin gritted her teeth. If she could leave the mission unscathed, she would definitely find an opportunity to slap him a few times when she returned to Singapore.    

Yang Qin turned around. The back door was open just now. Not far away, there was a lively gathering of people. It was too dangerous. If she was not careful, she would be seen.    

She went to the bathroom and tidied her clothes in the mirror. She wiped away the traces of the lipstick that had been messed up after the kiss and put on makeup before going out.