Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1291: The Story of Ling and Heng (554)

When Ian saw the man coming out of the helicopter, he subconsciously protected Feng Ling with one hand and shielded her behind him.

At this moment, about ten members of XI Base wearing black uniforms suddenly walked out of the helicopter. They stood neatly in two rows by Li Nanheng’s side, and because the roses on the ground were too much of a hindrance, they were crushed and kicked aside, destroying a lot of the roses on the ground.

Ian saw that these people had a gun at their waists, and the man who appeared first was looking at his face.

“Who are you?” Ian was clearly unhappy. “Is the rooftop of the London International Bank Building a place for you to park your plane?”

Li Nanheng sneered and his cold brows were frozen. He did not answer him but turned his eyes to Feng Ling who was blocked by the man. “Do you need me to explain to him, Miss Feng?”

Feng Ling, who was about to speak, became Miss Feng, who gritted her teeth. Right now, Feng Ling, who was not used to being protected, was actually standing behind him, not even showing her head. Earlier, if he was not mistaken, this man seemed to be touching her neck and kissing her!

Fortunately, Li Nanheng had left the base. Even if he could mobilize his men, he could not bring a gun with him without permission. Otherwise, he would definitely shoot this bastard.

His words were directed at Feng Ling.

Ian turned to look at Feng Ling behind him.

Feng Ling didn’t expect that Li Nanheng would suddenly appear here. Although she didn’t want to see him, she couldn’t drag Mr. Ian into this. She nodded apologetically at him. “I’m sorry. They came to find me.”

“Who are these people?” Ian felt that they were not simple people, especially the men who could carry guns legally.

“The XI Base in Los Angeles. Have you heard of it?” Feng Ling said in a low voice. “The only private military base under the United Nations that is legal in the world. The one that has made outstanding achievements in negotiations with terrorists and terrorists for years.”

Ian: “I’ve heard of it, but I don’t know much about those people.”

“You don’t have to understand. I have nothing to do with them now,” Feng Ling said lightly. “But Mr. Ian, I suggest that you don’t interfere in this matter. These people are not to be trifled with. Don’t get yourself into trouble.”

“They…” Obviously, he was not worried about himself, but her.

“I’m fine. They won’t do anything to me.” Feng Ling didn’t want to mention that she used to be a member of XI Base. After all, she was no longer a member of the base. Saying those words would only add to her unhappiness.

Seeing that Feng Ling was still whispering to the man who was not afraid of death, Li Nanheng said coldly, “Do you need me to ask someone to take the plane away and let the two of you continue chatting?”

Xiao Xu came out of the cabin and quickly walked behind Li Nanheng. He looked at Feng Ling and thought: Little devil, come here quickly. Don’t provoke the Boss again. Boss Li hasn’t slept for almost two days. If you provoke him again, he will kill you.

“These people are so aggressive. Are you sure you don’t need to call the police?” Ian asked.

Feng Ling shook her head. “No, I just have some problems to solve.”

Seeing that she didn’t seem to be affected or scared, he was relieved. “All right, I’ll stay here with you.”

Seeing that the two of them had been standing so close to each other and the man still kept his hand on Feng Ling’s head, Li Nanheng’s cold eyes were as cold as ice.

“It’s a private problem. Mr. Ian, I think you should avoid it,” Feng Ling said softly.

Looking at her, Ian felt somewhat defeated.

Personal problems.

She had never treated him as one of her own.

Feng Ling had always been distant and distant.

He sighed and patted her on the shoulder. “All right, I’ll wait downstairs. If you need any help, shout for me. I’ll come with the security guards immediately.”

Feng Ling turned to look at the helicopter, at the members of XI Base and Li Nanheng.

She thought that even if something really happened, she wouldn’t even have the time to shout.

She nodded. “All right.”

Ian left. Before leaving the rooftop, he glanced at Li Nanheng.

The man was expressionless, but his presence was very intimidating. He was obviously not an ordinary person.

XI Base?

What did Feng Ling have to do with them?

The rooftop was quiet.

Feng Ling sat still by the table. Li Nanheng looked at her from a distance and then coldly glanced at the scattered roses. “Not bad, very romantic.”

Feng Ling remained silent with a heavy expression.

Li Nanheng stepped on the roses on the ground and walked over to her. He lowered his eyes and looked down at her. “Did you come to England to study or to talk about love? It seems that the career plan that Elder Feng made for you doesn’t include asking you to bring a live-in son-in-law back.”

Feng Ling didn’t want to talk to him at all. If it weren’t for Mr. Ian, she would have stood up and left. Right now, she was restraining herself so that Li Nanheng wouldn’t blame it on Mr. Ian.

“What are you doing here?” She had nothing to say, but she had no choice but to ask coldly.

“I’ll take you back to the United States.” The man saw that she had been smiling patiently at that Ian earlier, but now she had no patience for him. His face darkened and turned darker, and a shadow covered the side of his face. “Otherwise, do you think I came here to see you kissing another man?”

Feng Ling was angered by this man’s natural attitude and wanted to laugh, but her smile didn’t reach her eyes. “First of all, I’m going back to America. I’ll book my own flight ticket back. Even if I go back, I’ll go back to New York, not Los Angeles. It’s not the same as yours. Besides, you have nothing to do with me being intimate with any man. Aren’t you being too lenient with me? This is the international building of the London Bank, not the empty square of XI Base. Please know your limits. Don’t think that this world is under the feet of the Li family.”

Seeing that she was going to talk back, Li Nanheng didn’t say anything but said coldly to Xiao Xu, “Have you packed her things?”