"Young Master Mo," Murong Yu suddenly called out to him, "Is it you who caused the trouble in our Fengzi family?"
"Xiao Yu, don't talk nonsense here" Ling Feng suddenly scolded.
Jing Mohao sneered and turned around, "Yes, how about it?"
"Then you just sit back and watch."
Murong Yu's eyes were deserted.
Jing Mohao glanced at Ling Feng and stopped smiling, "What do you need from me?"
"I don't need it."
"Mo Yao 30 powers."
The two spoke at the same time.
Of course it was Ling Feng who said it was unnecessary.
Murong Yu suddenly became resentful and punched Ling Feng, "Why don't you need it?
You can't handle it yourself, so you can't let Young Master Mo help you and you have to divorce me to be satisfied, right?"
"Divorce" Jing Mohao raised his eyebrows.
"Brother Hao, don't worry about this matter.
It's my own decision."
"Ling Feng, you bastard," Murong Yu said, picking up the bag and throwing it at him.
Ling Feng did not hide, but endured it forcefully.
She would hit or scold him, and he would accept it.
But he dared not forget a word of the conversation between Mr.
Murong and him.
Mr.
Murong said that he would not interfere in the Ling family's affairs.
Moreover, he must divorce Murong Yu first, otherwise other cooperative companies will help him for the sake of the Murong family.
The old man just wants to see how capable he is.
If someone can't even support the Ling family's fortune, he is not worthy of the granddaughter of their Murong family.
He was helpless about the divorce, but he also wanted to see if he had the ability.
Let him eat his wife's soft rice.
I can't afford to fucking shame this person.
Murong Yu couldn't stand the way he was letting her torture him recently, so she continued, "You don't want to rely on our family to help you because you are afraid of being gossiped about.
Then Mr.
Mo is your friend.
Isn't it normal to help each other?
Didn't you help him so much at that time?"
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Ling Feng saw that the more she spoke, the more outrageous she said, and he stood up with fists clenched in anger, "Xiao Yu asked me to use my friends' money to go home and support my wife.
I, Ling Feng, can't fucking do that."
"You" Murong Yu choked up and then exploded even more, slapping him in the face, "Then you don't want me anymore" Ling Feng turned his head and his handsome face immediately turned red.
He grabbed her arm and gave her a solid hug.
He said, "Xiaoyu, stop making trouble, wait until I rebuild the Ling family and then take you back.
If I don't have the ability, you can find someone who has the ability to marry."
"You fucking fart" Murong Yu beat him hard on the back with his hands and feet, and kicked his legs hard, "Ling Feng, you fucking bastard" Ling Feng's legs were kicked with red marks by her sharp toes, but they were buried under his trouser legs and he could not bear the pain.
Jian Qing frowned as she watched, but she roughly understood the reason why the two people came here to make a fuss today.
Probably because Ling Feng wanted to revitalize his family business, he wanted to divorce Murong Yu first, and then remarry if it worked, or break up if it didn't work out.
But Murong Yu just didn't agree, and that's why he did this.
But I really didn’t see it.
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This guy usually acts like a fool.
Why is he so responsible now?
Could it be that he was also influenced by Jing Mohao?
By the way, weren't these two people married in business before?
In business, there is no such thing as life and death, and they share weal and woe.
They are all just interests.
This guy made the two of them deeply in love, as if they were childhood sweethearts.
They were so in love that they wanted to be alone, and they couldn't be separated
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