Rebirth of Chen An

Lu Feng did not have much expression, but frowned slightly after hearing what the little rabbit said, "Let the staffs in the east deal with the aftermath and order the personnel of all departments to attend the meeting in Los Angeles."

"Yes." The little rabbit replied and gave Chen An a special look before leaving.

Chen An was still sitting in his place. His thoughts stayed on what the little rabbit said just now. Were there spies in the organization? Was it his original subordinates in retaliation for Lu Feng?

Seeing that Chen An was doing nothing, the bodyguards next to him came up and grabbed Chen An's arm. Chen An glared at the two sharply, "Don't touch me."

Chen An's appearance was like a nobody, but this abrupt rebuke with majesty shocked the two and stopped their hands reaching for him.

Lu Feng gave Chen An a suspicious look, waved casually, and ordered the two bodyguards, "Your job is done."

The two were only able to leave timidly. Their boss's mood today was really unpredictable. They were asked to come and soon to leave for no reason.

"When we get to Los Angeles, Ding Sheng will pick you up." Lu Feng said calmly, "We will not meet again."

"Are you afraid to see me?" Chen An instantly caught the glimmer of haze in Lu Feng's eyes. Lu Feng was so similar to him.

The last time Lu Feng did not strangle Chen An, making him understand that this was because Lu Feng did have some feelings for him now. Otherwise, with Lu Feng's deep affection for the "old fox", he would decisively restrain any sprout of affection before it grew.

But if Lu Feng was unwilling to kill him, Lu Feng could only choose not to meet him and never see him again.

"Don't make me kill you." Sure enough, Lu Feng was irritated by Chen An's aggressiveness.

Hearing Lu Feng's warning, Chen An laughed, his conjecture was proved right.

"Have you ever wondered why the old fox chose to aim his gun at himself instead of at you?"

"Do not mention him." Lu Feng's tone was getting colder, making Chen An believe that this man really could not stand more stimulation, otherwise he would truly kill him again.

Chen An smiled faintly. He stood up and leaned over the table with both hands and looked at Lu Feng, "If you want to catch the spies, I can help you."

Lu Feng stunned by the sudden change of topic. The man quickly frowned, "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you hear? I say, I can help you find the spies in the organization." Chen An frivolously stretched out his hand to raise Lu Feng's jaw, making his subordinates who had been with their boss for many years stare at them in shock.

Who on earth was this man? He even dared to do this to Lu Feng?

Seeing Lu Feng wanted to speak, Chen An put his finger on Lu Feng's lips. Slightly cold fingers touching the warm lips gave Lu Feng a strange but not unpleasant feeling.

Lu Feng just looked at Chen An, with growing uneasiness and doubts in his eyes.

"I know what you want to ask, no matter what you want to ask, what you suspect, what you are curious about, and what you already know... you will have a clear answer in the end."

Chen An's fingers slowly moved away from Lu Feng's lips. He slowly breathed out a sigh of relief, forcibly closed his eyes, and then braced his forehead with his fingers.

The effect of alcohol began, and he was already a little dizzy.

"Chen An." Seeing the man had a tendency to fall down, Lu Feng quickly stood up to hold the rickety man.

"I am a little bit drunk. Lend me your shoulder." Chen An's head leaned over Lu Feng's shoulder, then he closed his eyes with a whisper.