Feng moye sits on the chair, his handsome face is tight, and his eyes are like a sharp knife, which suddenly stabs Liang Yifan.

"Why am I looking for you? Shouldn't you know very well?"

Of course, Liang Yifan knows that Feng moye came to him for Cheng Ran's business. The key is what it is about Cheng ran.

He has no bottom in his heart, and he vaguely feels whether Feng moye already knows something.

However, he didn't have this psychological quality, and he looked quite indifferent.

"Mr. Feng asked, and I tried my best to answer me."

Feng moye leans forward slightly, and the whole person approaches him. His eyes are sharp, like a cold blade. At this moment, Liang Yifan seems to see Cheng Ran's shadow in Feng moye's eyes.

Excluding his selfishness, they are really a pair made in heaven. They are both people with such a powerful aura.

Feng moye's voice is quiet and cold. With a strong breath, he presses Liang Yifan to death.

"What I want is that you know everything. Since you know that you can't protect ran ran with your ability, why should you put her in danger because of your selfishness and stupidity."

There is one advantage of dealing with smart people. For example, Feng moye is just a simple sentence. Liang Yifan has made up his mind that he knows everything, but this is certainly not what Ranran told him.

However, with Feng moye's wrist and contacts, it's not difficult to find out. It just takes a little effort.

His eyes also became serious. The atmosphere in the office dropped suddenly, and only the shallow breathing of two people could be heard.

A moment later, Liang Yifan spoke, but his tone was skeptical.

"You also think you can have much ability to protect Urana. She is not as simple as you think. Even now, I can't say I know her completely."

Now Cheng Ran is fundamentally different from what he has learned before. As for her ability other than opening the organization, she has checked it herself and can't find out.

Can you hide your situation so deeply, what simple character will it be?

Feng moye's voice was firm: "she is my wife. It's normal that you don't know her. After all, you're not the one who wants to live with her all your life, and I can have a lifetime to know her. That's the difference between us. You have no identity and no time."

This is really not enough harm, but it is extremely insulting. It also implies that Liang Yifan should exit from Cheng Ran's world. Now Cheng Ran is protected and does not need others.

Liang Yifan is also unconvinced, especially he doesn't have this identity to accompany Cheng ran, but Feng moye is too rampant.

"If you really know her well enough, do you still need to ask me here? President Feng, it's Ranran who doesn't want you to know him. No one can go into her heart. Although you can be a little better than me, you still have to stop here."

He always knew that Cheng ran was very defensive. Even if Feng moye learned about it now, it would be absolutely impossible for him to further analyze Cheng ran from the inside to the outside.

Feng moye was not angered by Liang Yifan's words at all. Instead, he calmly lit a cigarette and raised his eyelids coldly.

"Mr. Liang's danger is a little arbitrary. I know what my wife's share is. How can Mr. Liang know that I let you come today just to protect my wife's safety, and the reason why she doesn't let me know? How can you be so sure that she has reservations about me, but doesn't want me to be involved in this matter?"

He dusted the ash, looked at Liang Yifan's increasingly ugly face and continued.

"You have to know that when you love someone, you don't tell him all the secrets, but worry about whether he will be hurt because of his secrets."

Liang Yifan was sealed by Mo ye for three or two words. His inferiority and unwillingness immediately rushed to his heart. He felt that he was energetic enough. In front of anything and anyone, he always showed self-confidence, which is why so many women like him.

But in Feng moye's place, he really felt that the distance between himself and Cheng ran was gradually widening and could not be recovered.

Liang Yi completely takes Feng moye, and he takes a deep breath.

"Since you already know that Ran Ran Ran is going to see the third master, is there any need to ask?"

"What I want to know is what the Third Master asked her to do. The third master should know all about it. He only knows to suck blood. He won't give up until all the value of this man is squeezed."

Liang Yifan seems to have caught a loophole in Feng moye's sentence. He looks at Feng moye with strange eyes.

"How do you know the third master?"

Feng moye sniffed: "does Mr. Liang think that we businessmen only know to talk about projects and sign contracts every day? There are all kinds of things outside. Even if we don't experience them, we should know more or less."

Liang Yifan reacted, as if what Feng moye said was reasonable.

At the thought of the request that the third master put forward to Cheng ran, he couldn't help falling into meditation.

"Even if you know, there's nothing you can do. You can't stop her. Her temper is sometimes stubborn. It's useless to persuade anyone."

Feng moye presses the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, claps his hands and gets up, and a wicked smile is aroused on the corner of his lips.

"Who told you I was going to persuade her? Even you know she has a stubborn temper. Can I not know?"

He said that as long as his wife wants enough, he will not stop it. Since doing this will bring danger to her, he will help her eliminate all dangers and let her go smoothly.

If he can't even rule out the danger, he will go with her. He will save Cheng ran with his own life.

Liang Yifan found more and more that he could not understand Cheng ran, who had known him for many years, nor could he guess the man's idea in front of him.

It seems that the two of them are really not a family. They don't enter the same house.

He calmed the mood of goodbye and asked Feng moye.

"OK, I tell you you can, but you must promise me that you must protect Cheng ran."

Feng moye is annoyed by Liang Yifan.

"She is my wife. You all know the truth. Don't I understand? Can a big man be happy faster?"

Whet haw, how is it like their sister.

Liang Yifan also glared at Feng moye angrily: "is it that I don't have ink? It's a big deal. If there is a slight difference, not only Ran Ran Ran herself, but also the people around her will be implicated together. Although she looks indifferent on the surface, she cares about the people around her."

Feng moye's aura gives people a feeling that no matter what the third master will ask Cheng ran, he can handle it for her.

Liang Yifan sees that kind of arrogance and self-confidence in this man, but it doesn't disgust people at all. It only makes people feel that this man seems to be able to handle this matter.

It's true that Lianhua can't do it alone. Since Feng moye is so confident, it's better to let him try. What if it happens.

"OK, let me tell you..."