Chapter 1290: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (Five Hundred and Fifty-Three)

"I heard from Miss Ji that you don't drink very well." Seeing that she was only drinking, Ai En reminded her in a low voice.

Feng Ling curled his lips lightly: "It's just a glass of red wine, it's okay, if there is too much, I will definitely not drink again."

Feng Ling has been in the UK for a year, and he has always been very measured. It cannot be said that he does not drink at all, but at least he has never drank too much. Controlling his drinking capacity, he didn't let himself lose his composure.

People say that the more sober you are, the less you can immerse yourself in the world of your senses. Feng Ling was forced to be too sober because of fate, and she came to England in this state, so she had to let herself be awake all the time. They are all on the verge of reason, and there can be no slack in the slightest.

It was very quiet on the rooftop, Feng Ling didn't talk much, the whole process was just Ai En talking about some topics inspired by what he saw recently.

Feng Ling was silent occasionally and occasionally smiled politely, but it was obvious that they were just perfunctory.

She doesn't like him.

It's obvious what I don't like.

Ai En finally put down the tableware in his hand: "If it doesn't suit your taste, can I take you to eat somewhere else?"

"No, I'm just not very hungry." Feng Ling said softly: "Mr. Ian, I am a person who is about to leave the UK, and if there is no necessary reason, I probably won't have any chance to come here in the future. We Let’s just stop at the end, I don’t want to affect my current peaceful and stable life.”

Ai En knew that it was true, no matter whether it was hard or soft, he could not shake her, he smiled: "Okay, then this meal will be regarded as a farewell for you, I wish you a smooth journey back to the United States, and I wish you the best of luck in the future." The future looks bright."

Feng Ling smiled: "Don't dare to be a beginner in the business world like me. It's just lucky to be able to negotiate a few orders occasionally. In this kind of circle, it's not bad to be able to leave a whole body. How dare you?" Consider what promises a bright future."

But having said that, she still picked up the wine glass and touched him, and drank the last sip of red wine in the glass.

Probably because Mr. Ain really didn’t mention the matter of wanting to pursue her, but purely from the perspective of a friend, he cared about her various issues of taking over the family business after returning to the United States in the future, and reminded her a few words from time to time. For some important things that need attention, Feng Ling's mood also relaxed a lot. He picked up the tableware and started to eat, talking and laughing with him while eating, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

After chatting like this for a while, Ai En looked at Feng Ling's smiling face: "I've known you for so long, and this is the first time I see you smiling at me."

"Really?" The smile on Feng Ling's face didn't hold back, and he curled his lips again naturally: "Xiao Ba often complains that I don't like to laugh, that I'm not friendly enough, it seems to be true."

"It doesn't matter, you don't like to laugh, and you don't like to laugh. At least you will go back to take charge of your family's business at a young age. Those old fritters in the company will know that you are not a girl to mess with, and they can't easily get along with you. It is also a good thing for you to see through your mind from the expression."

Feng Ling only smiled again, but didn't answer. She was about to use a fork to pick up a piece of broccoli on the plate in front of her, but suddenly a faint pain came from the back of her neck, and she instinctively "sighed" in a slightly relaxed environment. With a sound, he raised his hand and touched the position of the neck behind the neckline.

"What's wrong?" Ai En saw her movements.

"Ah, it's okay." Feng Ling put down his hand, directly forked a piece of broccoli and put it on the plate in front of him: "When I was looking for something in the company's database yesterday afternoon, I was scratched by the light stand next to the file cabinet, but Skin trauma, healed within two days, the movement of raising the hand just now was too big, I accidentally pulled it."

Ai En got up immediately when he heard the words, walked over and didn't wait for Feng Ling to react, he stepped forward and pulled her neckline back, and sure enough, he saw a piece about two to three centimeters long at the place where the back of her neck was connected to the carotid artery. The wound was indeed not too serious, but it was obvious that a lot of blood had flowed when it was scratched, and she hadn't disinfected the wound.

She probably just washed it with clean water, and she didn't tell anyone that she was injured here, and the area around the wound was already red and swollen.

He frowned: "A good girl, every time she gets hurt, she says it's okay in a light tone, saying it's just a skin injury. Could it be that you have suffered more serious injuries? What kind of skin injury is it? Think of yourself as a woman?"

Feng Ling felt a little uncomfortable being watched by a man so close to her neck, she shrank her neck slightly and wanted to avoid it, but Ai En raised his hand and pressed her head: "Don't move around, let me see. "

Feng Ling: "It's okay, it will scab over in two days, so there's no need to..."

In the end, Ai En pressed her head with one hand to prevent her from moving, picked up the phone with the other hand and dialed a number directly, and said to the phone: "Send me a medicine kit, I need medical sterile cotton and some medicines for simple trauma , Yes, send it up now."

At the end of the sentence, he put down the phone, continued to lift Feng Ling's collar, and looked at her snow-white neck with only a small wound: "Don't move, I'll disinfect it for you later."

"It's really not necessary." Feng Ling was about to stand up, but he held his shoulders.

Ai En was a strong man in the first place, seeing that she was injured now, it was even more impossible for her to get up and leave easily. The two of them went back and forth like this, and at some point they got closer. When Feng Ling turned his eyes to look at him, Ai En also just lowered his head to say something to her, but in an instant his breath was close, and she almost bumped into his lips.

The man in front of him had clear eyes, looked at her face, looked at her lips, and was about to kiss her in the position of holding her head.

Suddenly, a huge wind sound came from nowhere above the rooftop. The wind speed was so fast that it was a bit unusual, and the tablecloth beside the table fluttered along with it. With the sound of the propeller of the large helicopter, she pushed Ain away by a certain distance, and in a blink of an eye, she saw a black helicopter flying over, circling for a minute at a position more than ten meters above the rooftop, and then landed on the rooftop .

When it landed, the roses on the roof were blown aside by the wind and scattered all around, making the ground a mess.

Ai En turned his head and saw the helicopter that suddenly landed on the roof of the building, his brow furrowed.

When Feng Ling saw the XI logo on the helicopter, his eyes didn't change at all. The door of the cabin opened at that moment, and Li Nanheng's tall figure stepped out, stepping on the ground that was about to be smashed by the wind. Rose, looking at the men and women who were almost hugging each other, glanced coldly at the candles and red wine on the table, and there was a three-foot-frozen coldness in her eyes——