“Think about your escape route in advance and you are always prepared.
"Fuck" Ling Feng's short burgundy hair was messy and annoyed, "If our Ling family is gone, Murong Yu and I will also have to disperse."
"What does it have to do with you two?"
Jian Qing glanced at him.
"The Ling family is finished.
I'll support my wife with the northwest wind."
Ling Feng didn't smile.
He took out a cigarette, lit it with a sigh, and took a long drag.
"The Murong family is not short of money."
Jian Qing said that as a wealthy son-in-law, he could just sit back and have nothing.
Ling Feng blew out the smoke, his eyes full of determination, "You ask me, Ling Feng, to be your son-in-law.
I don't have that hobby."
"Could it be that one day the Ling family collapses, and you want to divorce Xiaoyu?"
Divorcing right after getting married is really nonsense.
"I can't even support my wife.
If I don't get a divorce, will others laugh me to death?"
"Don't worry, the Ling family won't fall.
Hao will help you hold on no matter what."
"Brother Hao, it's better to take good care of yourself.
I don't need to worry about him for now.
Maybe the result won't be as bad as we thought."
After listening to Jian Qing's analysis of the situation, Ling Feng thought about the seriousness of the matter.
"I wish you good luck."
Jian Qing patted his shoulder.
Ling Feng's eyebrows trembled, "Hey, Master Jian, do you know that your appearance makes me panic?"
They started fighting each other as soon as they met.
He didn't like his sonorous temperament, and he didn't like his pretentious manner.
The two of them had always been getting along with each other in a hostile yet unified manner.
His sudden concern just now made him very uncomfortable.
Unexpectedly, Jian Qing took out a tissue, wiped his hands, and said in an elegant and polite tone, "It's indeed a little dirty, that's okay.
I'll go up and disinfect it with alcohol later."
"Fuck," Ling Feng cursed fiercely.
This is simply unreasonable.
He and this sanctimonious guy are really not compatible by nature.
Don't expect to hear anything good from him.
Ling Feng threw the unburned cigarette into the gold-plated ashtray on the table with resentment, while Jian Qing lit up the fire angrily, "It's getting late, your wife should be awake."
Ling Feng was so angry that he almost picked up the ashtray and threw it on his face, "You know when my wife wakes up."
Jian Qing didn't explain, and looked at him with an indifferent expression, "Why don't you know, that's really embarrassing."
"Fuck" Ling Feng was so angry that he could only say this.
I'm sorry he didn't know
You're so fucking embarrassed If this wasn't Jingrui Palace, Ling Feng would have been so angry that he would have thrown away all the tables and sofas.
Jian Qing saw that he had almost counterattacked, so he stopped provoking him.
It really pissed him off.
He had seen this guy's ability to stalk him before.
If he gets ink, he doesn't have the energy to waste it on him.
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"Come on, don't make trouble here.
I'll help you transfer a few people from Hao to help you find someone.
We'll talk about it when there's a new situation."
Although I had no objection to his arrangement, I was still worried about what he just said.
"Let's go."
Ling Feng choked, stood up and left.
Jian Qing looked at his unruly back with a hint of contemplation in her eyes.
Logically speaking, such a veteran figure should have been given generous treatment during the heyday of the Ling family.
He really had no reason to choose to betray.
Moreover, for people like this, even if they betray themselves, their families cannot escape
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