Chapter 65 Yan Feng... is crazy

Xia Ling was suddenly grabbed by the neck.

No one reacted for a moment.

She didn't know why Yan Feng's attitude suddenly changed when he was fine just now.

But she had never seen Yan Feng like this before.

Yan Feng is a rich second-generation, but he prides himself on being from a prominent family and has the pride and bearing of a noble and famous family. What is even more commendable is that he is humble and gentle to others, works hard to improve himself, and does not have the bad habits of those rich second-generations.

Over the past three years, he has been considerate and loving to Xia Ling.

Xia Ling had never seen him so crazy.

At this moment, Yan Feng was like a mad beast, his eyes bulging with anger.

The bulging veins on his neck showed his extreme anger.

His fingers tightened and tightened, his usual gentlemanly gentleness was gone, leaving only anger and hatred.

Xia Ling felt as if her neck was about to be strangled.

For a moment, her mind went blank, her face flushed, and she had difficulty breathing.

"Let go...let go of me, Yan Feng...you are crazy."

Xia Ling now had no way to figure out why Yan Feng suddenly went crazy.

She could only struggle instinctively and hit Yan Feng's shoulders with her hands.

"Yan Feng, let go...of the baby. You can't...hurt...the baby."

After hearing the word "baby", Yan Feng finally regained some sanity.

He let go of Xia Ling.

After being released, Xia Ling held onto the car window and coughed violently.

After a few seconds, she finally turned around.

She burst into tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice, and there was still fear and anxiety in her eyes that had not dissipated.

Although I don't know what happened.

But Xia Ling had a hunch that something was wrong.

She pretended to be extremely pitiful and pulled Yan Feng's sleeve: "A Feng, what's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong? No matter what I did wrong, it's because I love you too much. You will forgive me, right?"

Yan Feng looked at her and finally saw through her disguise and innocence.

"Xia Ling, I will never believe your tears again!"

After saying that, Yan Feng shook off Xia Ling's hand.

The next second, he opened the car door and rushed out.

Yan Feng ran all the way.

Entered the Genting Restaurant again.

His thinking is confused.

All the past events came flooding back like a tsunami.

But his mind was clear.

He suddenly figured it all out.

All the misunderstandings in the past were caused by Xia Ling.

Those events that made him disgusted and hate Jiang Ciyou were all framed by Xia Ling.

But he was foolish enough to be fooled and stood against Jiang Ciyou.

This moment.

He just wanted to see Jiang Ciyou.

He didn't know how to explain or what to say after seeing her.

He said that he had always loved her from the bottom of his heart.

He said that he had never forgotten her for a single minute.

To say that the situation they are in today is all a misunderstanding.

Can you... come back to me...

These thoughts just flashed through Yan Feng's mind.

He had no idea what to say.

But no matter what, Yan Feng has only one belief in his heart at this moment.

I just want to see Jiang Ciyou!

Right now! Right now!

I don't want to waste even a second.

Yan Feng rushed into the lobby of Genting and then entered the elevator.

After the elevator door closed, the floors continued to rise.

Yan Feng's heart became heavier and heavier.

The elevator soon stopped at the entrance of the banquet hall on the 87th floor.

She knew that Jiang Xiaoxiao's birthday party was not over yet.

Jiang Ciyou should still be in there.

But when Yan Feng went in, he was almost dumbfounded.

The banquet hall, which was originally packed with guests, now has only a few people left.

Jiang Jinhui and a group of Jiang family relatives were scolding Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was so unwilling that she cried and made a fuss.

Yan Feng paused for a moment, then walked in.

Yan Feng walked up to Jiang Jinhui and the others, suppressing his emotions: "Where's Xiaoyou?"

Neither Jiang Jinhui nor Yao Shulan expected Yan Feng to come back again.

After all, he is not free from responsibility for what happened in the Jiang family today.

Jiang Jinhui was furious when he saw him. "Yan Feng, why did you come back? My husband and I watched you grow up and loved you like our own son. But how have you treated us? You let Ciyou down, found someone with bad intentions, and led Xiaoxiao astray. We have lost all the face of our Jiang family."

Yan Feng had no intention of listening to this at all.

He just wanted to see Jiang Ciyou as soon as possible.

"Uncle Jiang, this is all my fault. I will definitely make amends in the future. Where is Ciyou? Tell me, where is Jiang Ciyou now?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao saw a suppressed, majestic, surging, and undiminished anger in Yan Feng's eyes.

I thought Yan Feng must be looking for Jiang Ciyou to settle the score later.

Jiang Xiaoxiao said loudly with a stern face, "Jiang Ciyou is now on the 88th floor of Genting. The prince is celebrating her birthday with great fanfare. Brother Yan Feng, I know you don't care about my sister, but she is Mrs. Yan after all. She is fickle and seducing men everywhere. Don't you feel jealous?"

A few days ago, Jiang Xiaoxiao accidentally discovered that Jiang Ciyou was dating a pretty boy.

He immediately sent their ambiguous photos to Yan Feng.

I thought it would cause a huge storm.

I didn't expect that there would be no ripples at all.

Yan Feng really doesn't love Jiang Ciyou, but as a man, he probably doesn't like being cuckolded either.

Sure enough, Yan Feng's expression became more and more ugly.

He glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao coldly.

Then turn around and leave.

at the same time.

The dome ballroom on the 88th floor was bustling with activity.

Although it was a temporary banquet ordered by the Crown Prince, almost all the staff of Genting Restaurant were present, and the arrangement was very colorful, as if it had been carefully prepared in advance.

The venue has a buffet area with huge rectangular dining tables covered with white satin tablecloths and filled with exquisite food and desserts.

Countless towering champagne towers can be seen everywhere, flowers are everywhere, and the air is filled with refreshing fragrance.

Even the band playing in the banquet hall is a dark horse band that has just won an international award.

There is a huge dance floor in the center of the banquet hall.

To the music, many people were dancing on the dance floor.

Bo Jinxiu and Jiang Ciyou were also among them.

Jiang Ciyou has changed his clothes.

The flaming red dress perfectly wrapped around her waist, revealing a glimpse of her snow-white back.

It makes her skin look even smoother.

She and Bo Jinxiu were not dancing an elegant waltz.

But it is a passionate and unrestrained tango.

When Jiang Ciyou was a student, she once performed a stunning dance.

In fact, she has been practicing graceful ballet since she was a child.

But she prefers modern dance and Latin dance.

I haven't danced for a long time, but when the music started, my body's memory seemed to be awakened instantly.

She didn't know that Bo Jinxiu could dance.

And there is a strange tacit understanding between them.

Whether it is a long step, a side step, a rotation, a jump, or a still moment, they all match perfectly.

It was as if they had skipped it a thousand times.

I don’t know why, but when dancing with him, Jiang Ciyou felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

A vague shadow flashed through my mind.

But before she could remember it, the waves of memory washed it back to the depths of her mind.