Chapter 1309: : The Story of Ling and Heng (572)

Chapter 1309: The Story of Ling and Heng (572)

Qin Siting didn't know much about her and Li Nanheng, but he had heard a lot about them in the hospital.

"Feng Ling, when Nanheng forced you to leave the base, it was for your own good. You grew up in an orphanage and finally found your own family. You should go back and live a peaceful life. Besides, your family won't allow you to live such a life again," Qin Siting said. "Back then, he didn't marry Feng Mingzhu but chose to marry your cenotaph. This incident almost caused the relationship between the Feng and Li families to collapse. It was only to maintain the peace on the surface. After all, the Li family broke the contract first. The Feng family reluctantly accepted the matter of him marrying the cenotaph. This is equivalent to Li Nanheng owing a lot of favors to the Feng family."

"In the end, you were the lost child of the Feng family. He couldn't negotiate with the Feng family at that time, especially when your father was barely breathing. He asked him to send you back and to make you leave XI Base, a dangerous place. Even if it was for your own good, he had to do it."

Feng Ling didn't seem to hear him. She didn't stop but walked out without looking back.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she saw a tall figure standing outside.

The man was right outside the door, leaning against the wall. The cigarette in his hand was clearly extinguished. As she came out, he glanced sideways at the man who was half-squinted in the smoke, staring at her cold face. Then he took a deep breath and blew the smoke onto her face.

Feng Ling looked coldly at Li Nanheng who had been waiting outside for a long time.

Sure enough, after the incident, he had ordered his men to arrange this encirclement operation. It was also him who had asked her to be the sniper.

The person who had failed to stop her in the hospital had used such a method to force her to show up and wait for him to catch her.

Their eyes met. Li Nanheng smiled. "You haven't touched a gun for so long. Have you had enough fun today? Do you want to shoot me again, en?"

Even when he leaned back against the wall, he was still much taller than her.

When he looked down at her from above, he could clearly see every single strand of her eyelashes. At this moment, because she saw him, it was as though her eyelashes were gradually turning into frost without any warmth.

Even though they had been separated for ten months and her appearance had become that of the eldest daughter of the Feng family, deep down, she was still the same Feng Ling who was lonely and cold.

Sure enough, ten months ago, Feng Ling, who had just returned from England, could still find some traces of her past. Now, she, who had been in the business world for almost a year, had finally erased all traces of her past. Except for the one in her bones who was still her, her entire temperament had changed.

She was no longer the short-haired teenager. Instead, apart from being cold and distant, she now had the aura of a woman.

Ten months ago, she thought he had fallen asleep. On the night she left the hotel, she said that she was going back to the Feng family to be their big tree.

Then she really did it.

Li Nanheng's heart suddenly moved, and he felt a bit sore. He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and when he stepped on it to extinguish it, he was about to reach out to hold her wrist, but she avoided him and stepped back a meter.

Li Nanheng lowered his eyes to look at her. He had personally sent her away and given her enough time to grow up. She refused to let him help her. Even in the past ten months in New York, when she had encountered several business crises, he wanted to use the Li Corporation's name to finance and support her, but every time, he was rejected by her. All the funding documents were returned. She had never signed or agreed.

Her appearance had changed, but the stubbornnessin her bones remained the same.

He asked in a low and hoarse voice, "Are you going to keep avoiding me?"

Feng Ling didn't seem to hear him. She turned around and gave up the idea of taking the elevator. As the elevator was about to pass by him, she turned to walk toward the other safe passage.

Li Nanheng paused and walked over.

Walking into the safe passage, Feng Ling had already walked down the stairs. She stopped at the corner of the stairs and suddenly raised her head to look at Li Nanheng.

The two of them looked at each other across the stairs. Li Nanheng looked down at her and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Feng Ling said, "Li Nanheng, do you remember what I did when I first arrived at XI Base?"

The man gently placed his hand on the railing. "What?"

"Exchanging pointers." Feng Ling stared at his eyes. "You said that if I want to stay in XI Base, I have to see how capable I am. You asked me to spar with you."

Li Nanheng looked at her calmly. "So?"

Feng Ling smiled indifferently. "Although I've left XI Base, I've only moved from one battlefield to another. It's been more than two years since I returned to the Feng family. I don't dare to say that I'm a business genius. I've been working hard in the Feng family, but at least I have a place in the business world. This... perhaps I should really thank you for your ruthlessness and decisiveness. Otherwise, I wouldn't have become who I am now."

Hearing the hidden meaning in her words, Li Nanheng did not respond to her mocking tone. He just stood there and looked at her.

"Since we've changed the battlefield, we should maintain the rules and habits that we should have. After all, my wolf-like character and temper are all worn out in XI Base. Even if I leave, some habits are still deeply ingrained." Feng Ling's pink lips moved slightly. "For example, when I'm unhappy with someone, I also want to have a good competition with him."

Li Nanheng raised his brows.

Feng Ling still looked at her, her beautiful eyes slightly raised. "Li Nanheng, in this new battlefield, do you want to spar with me?"

Li Nanheng smiled and casually placed one arm on the railing of the staircase. He looked down at the woman who was talking to him and seemed to have accepted the game she had invited. "En? What do you want to learn?"

"In a month's time, at the Washington Financial Conference, whoever gets a billion US dollars first wins." Feng Ling's eyes were shining.

Li Nanheng smiled again, his dark eyes landing on her. "What are the chips? What's the price for winning or losing?"