"No," Ling Feng replied firmly.
Murong Yu chuckled, but a tear fell down, "You are my man, you can't lie to me."
After saying that, he turned to look at the old man sitting calmly on the leather swivel chair, "He is my grandfather, and he can't lie to me."
"Xiaoyu, what are you talking about?"
The old man was a little angry when he heard that his plan was exposed by his granddaughter.
Ling Feng always had a calm expression and did not reveal the fluctuations in his heart.
"This matter was my idea alone and has nothing to do with grandpa."
"Don't I know what you look like when you love someone?
Do you think I'm a fool?"
Murong Yu's tone was a little higher, and Ling Feng didn't know if she would really cry if she continued to be excited.
He glanced at the old man who was still sitting firmly on the master's chair.
At this moment, he hoped that the old man could give him a relaxed look and let him admit that everything he did was at the old man's request.
He persisted for so many days, and at this moment he really wanted to give up.
He really didn't want to see Murong Yu sad anymore, but if the old man didn't let go, not only would they be divorced, but they would also have no chance of remarrying.
Mr.
Murong didn't even look at Ling Feng, but kept staring at his granddaughter.
His voice was stern and serious, "Xiaoyu, you can't tell that this person is different from before.
How can you still believe in this kind of person who is always around and has no intention of making progress?"
He cheated on you, why don't you remember it?
Grandpa told you many times that such a man is not reliable. " "What about grandpa?
Isn't grandpa very reliable?"
Murong Yu suddenly turned his head and said something unexpectedly.
Mr.
Murong looked stunned for a moment, then slapped his palm on the table with a bang, stood up from the table, and walked in step by step with steady steps mixed with suppressed anger.
"Xiaoyu, what do you mean, is this the way you talk to grandpa?"
Murong Yu showed no signs of shyness and stepped forward, "Grandpa said that my Ling Feng was unreliable.
If grandpa hadn't brought my father back from exile because my second mistress couldn't give birth to a son, wouldn't I be the same person I am now?
, so to speak, our Murong family has always had this tradition."
"You" Mr.
Murong was irritated by her words and instantly slapped him.
"Xiao Yu" Ling Feng subconsciously stood in front of Murong Yu.
A slap landed hard on Ling Feng's back.
He couldn't imagine how bloody it would be if this slap really landed on Murong Yu's face.
But he knew he wouldn't let that happen.
Murong Yu raised her face and looked at the man standing in front of her.
The pain in her eyes finally turned into tears and rolled down, making her laugh completely.
"What I said is correct.
You two have the ability to lie to me together, and I also have the ability to make you tell me the truth."
The sadness in Ling Feng's eyes flashed away, and then he returned to calmness, "We didn't lie to you, I just felt that I shouldn't have slapped you that day, so I will repay you with this slap."
"Get out of here."
Mr.
Murong saw that the two of them seemed to be disconnected and pushed Ling Feng away with his palm.
"Grandpa has taught you to know the ethics for so many years.
This is how you talk to grandpa."
"Grandpa, this is the man you chose for me.
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We get along very well.
Now that my man has encountered difficulties, I am willing to tide over the difficulties with him.
Even if we put aside the background of the Murong family and start from scratch, as long as we are with him With him, I have nothing to say
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