An Lan's wide pupils reflected a figure of a man. He walked towards them step by step. His sharp and cold eyes swept Lan Xin's eyes and then settled on Ling Yichen.

Although I have only seen it in the photos, Feng Yu recognized him as Ling Yichen at a glance and asked in a cold tone: "What are you two doing here?"

When An Lan heard his words, his brows frowned slightly, and he said coldly: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Ling and I happened to pass by, so let's say goodbye."

As she said that, she glanced at Ling Yichen and took the lead in taking the lead.

She didn't want to stay with Feng Yu, nor did she want to see his deep affectionate face, which was too disgusting to see.

Ling Yichen did not move, his cold black eyes flashed with hostility, staring at Feng Yu.

"I told you to get out, did you hear that?"

Feng Yu's face turned darker when he saw this. He didn't know where Ling Yichen's hostility towards him came from, but he didn't care about this.

He just wanted to drive away all the irrelevant people and not disturb his time alone with An Lan.

Ling Yichen stood there as if he had roots under his feet, ignoring An Lan and quietly holding his hand, looking at Feng Yu and said indifferently: "I am here to visit my old friend."

"Old friend?" Feng Yu raised his eyebrows with two thick eyebrows and looked at Ling Yichen suspiciously.

He didn't know everything about An Lan's circle of friends, and he also understood 80% of them. She had never approached people in the entertainment industry. How could she know Ling Yichen?

The two men with similar appearance and strong aura stood opposite each other, which was very pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it, but An Lan felt a little creepy.

She clearly saw the violence in Feng Yu's eyes, and subconsciously wanted to pull Ling Yichen away-

"Ling Yichen, let's go!"

Ling Yichen shook her hand away, the warm lines on her cheeks became a little harder, and he looked at Feng Yu calmly.

Feng Yu snorted coldly, not taking him seriously at all. He whispered in a cruel and impatient manner: "An Lan has no friends in the entertainment industry at all. I don't care what your purpose is for coming here, get out of here immediately, and I don't want to see you in the future!"

Ling Yichen curled the corners of his lips lightly and smiled, and asked, "Mr. Feng, right? What rights do you have to not let me visit my old friend?"

"My words mean An Lan! Ling Yichen, I warn you, don't think that if you know An Lan, I dare not touch you! I know her friends, there is no one like you, get out!"

Feng Yu was already sure that this person was definitely not An Lan's friend.

No matter what idea he is, as long as he wants to use An Lan, he will not allow it!

An Lan also looked at Ling Yichen with an inquiring look, guessing in his heart what he wanted to do.

Regarding Feng Yu's warning, Ling Yichen replied with a sarcastic sneer and said, "The news says that you love your wife deeply, but I didn't see it. All I saw is a paranoid and a poor person living in his fantasy."

Ling Yichen's cold words were like a bayonet in his heart and stabbed Feng Yu's heart.

He was like an angry person who was torn off the fig leaf after he was torn off, staring at his enemy who pulled off the cloth in anger.

"Shut up, don't be shit here!" Feng Yu roared angrily, clenched his five fingers into fists and waved them to Ling Yichen's face.

Ling Yichen dodged with his side, punched Feng Yu hard, and immediately staggered him and took a few steps back.

Feng Yu vomited blood, stared at the other party with violent eyes, and rushed towards him again-

Seeing this, An Lan was stunned and hurriedly stepped forward to stop the two of them and shouted, "Stop fighting!"

But the two seemed to meet with enemies, and were extremely jealous.

Someone pushed An Lan for a moment, and she staggered to the ground, couldn't help but scream in pain, and said angrily: "You two bastards..."

At this time, Mo Yan, who was far away in the parking lot, had already discovered something was wrong, and ran towards them quickly, forcibly separating the two.

"President, what happened?" He protected Feng Yu and looked at Ling Yichen with a calm face.

"Get out of here, get out of here!" Feng Yu's lips were covered with blood, his eyes were extremely angry and violently scanning Ling Yichen and An Lan, and shouting loudly.

An Lan also stood up, grabbed Ling Yichen tightly, and said, "Why are you still standing there? Let's go!"

Ling Yichen wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, and his black pupils were flashing coldly. After looking at Feng Yu, he turned around and left angrily.

Seeing Ling Yichen and An Lan disappearing from sight, Mo Yan let go of Feng Yu and asked with concern: "President, are you okay?"

"Don't worry about me!"

Feng Yu ignored him at all. After pushing the person away roughly, he knelt down in front of An Lan's tomb with a plop.

Mo Yan glanced at him with a complicated expression, then shook his head and left quietly.

The surroundings returned to silence again, but the thin figure gradually calmed down, and the slender fingers gently stroked the face on the tombstone, calling her name full of regret and longing-
Chapter completed!