Chapter 100

The shovel of shovel carry off all that one has in the kitchen, Ding Dazhong firmly grasped the shovel in his handshake, and he pushed the shovel along the iron plate, and he was caught be taken by surprise by the thief in the kitchen.

Lin Ruicheng found the medicine box, but there was nothing in it except a few wound stickers and plaster stickers. He went into the kitchen and found a piece of old ginger. He pinched it into pieces and threw it into the pot. He was ready to cook some ginger tea for Ding Xuanyao to drink first.

"Bang!" What was hard on the back of the head, he touched it with his hand, and turned around. He looked at Ding Da with a shovel in it, and the most dangerous one was right in him.

"Uncle."

"Why are you?" Ding Dazhong held up his eyes and looked unbelievable.

"Er ~ ~ ~ ~ en ~ ~ ~ Yao Yao is ill. I just sent her back. Now I'm resting in my room." Lin Ruicheng pointed to the pot on the stove, "I didn't find cold medicine, so I wanted to cook her a bowl of ginger tea."

Ding Dazhong put down his shovel and thought it was raining in the afternoon when it suddenly rained heavily. He looked at Lin Ruicheng, and then opened the lid of the pot. Some white eyebrows frowned. The white water in the pot rolled so that the ginger residue climbed onto the wall of the pot.

"How about ginger alone, and brown sugar," Ding Dazhong turned the fire down a little, and then pointed to the lockers in the back. "Brown sugar is there. By the way, I'll get some orange peel and red dates. I'll go to the yard and pick a green onion."

"Well, good." Lin Ruicheng is like a good baby who listens to adults and does what Ding Dazhong says.

When Ding Dazhong came to the kitchen door, he paused, then looked back at Lin Ruicheng, "did you just hurt you?"

"Well, No." Lin Ruicheng smiled and touched his back brain. "I'm rough and fleshy. I'm not afraid to fight."

"Oh, it's okay." Ding Dazhong walked out of the kitchen. Will the boss of the group be rough and thick? I've experienced it. He didn't hum with such a heavy hand.

Outside the courtyard, a lamp suddenly lights up. Ding Dazhong walks to the iron gate with a green onion in his hand. He looks at Jin Tailong walking towards their house with a crutch.

"Why are you here again?"

"Ding Dazhong, this is the child you raised!" Jin Tailong walked up to Ding Dazhong, threw the magazine in his hand on his face and said angrily.

This is the countless times he came to Ding's house today. No one was there every time. He also went to Ding Xuanyao's school and found no one. Later, he went to Ding Dazhong's work place, but there was still no one. He came to Ding's house every other hour and finally let him see people.

The light at the iron gate was very dark. I couldn't see what was printed on the magazine that fell on the ground. Ding Dazhong just refused to show weakness and retorted, "how do I raise children? No matter what you do, she is my child. I can raise as much as I like."

"You -" a mouthful of hot blood poured into his throat. Jin Tailong held his chest and swallowed it again. "Twenty years of upbringing is very important, but you shouldn't let her practice her life."

It seems that today's issue is not about who should have the custody of Yao Yao. It seems to be another issue, and this issue should be related to the magazines on the ground.

Ding Dazhong bent down and picked up the magazine on the ground. What caught his eyes was a woman who was twisted inch by inch, and the woman's face was Ding, Xuan and Yao.

"No, it's impossible! It's absolutely impossible!" Ding Dazhong was shocked by the cover of the magazine and stepped back. His knees were soft and almost collapsed. Xin Er heard Lin Ruicheng arguing in the kitchen and drove him out, holding him to avoid falling to the ground.

Ding Dazhong looked at Lin Ruicheng. "It's not true, is it right? My Yao Yao will never take these photos!"

Lin Ruicheng lowered his head, but soon he raised his head, took the magazine in Ding Dazhong's hand, tore it in half and threw it on the ground, "this is not true. The photos are fake. They are all her face and other people's bodies. Someone deliberately wants to discredit her."

The appearance of Lin Ruicheng made Jin Tailong pinch the crutch in his hand, but his firm and serious attitude still made Jin Tailong a little relieved at the bottom of his heart, but soon he realized the seriousness of the problem, "do you mean someone deliberately made it to destroy Xuanyao's reputation?"

"You can say so." Those published and crazy photos were originally repaired. There were only two nude photos of her in his mobile phone, but they were not out of reach, nor those ugly pictures. He hadn't finished them yet The degree of flow. Unfortunately, Yao Yao doesn't know how many such photos he has. He thinks he has a lot. Many of these ugly photos flow out of his mobile phone.

"Who did it! Who did it! I'll tear her to pieces! Cough..." Whoever dares to bully his daughter like this, even if he has only one breath, he will throw her into the ManJiang River to feed the fish.

Jin Tailong coughed uncontrollably because he was too excited. Big bear kept helping him with his breath. Somehow, his master's health has become worse these days.

"Where's Xuanyao? I want to see her! I want to see her!"

"She caught some rain, caught a cold and slept in her room. You'd better see her next time." Subconsciously, Lin Ruicheng still doesn't want Jin Tailong to see Ding Xuanyao. At the moment, he temporarily puts down his hatred for Jin Tailong, but he still doesn't want Jin Tailong to see Ding Xuanyao.

"So Yao Yao also saw the photos?" Ding Dazhong's voice choked and he still held the green onion in his hand. He pinched the green onion into two sections.

Lin Ruicheng closed his eyes, thinking about Yao Yao who was nearly collapsed in the afternoon, nodded in pain.

"Who in the end is so hateful that it is crucial for us, Yao Yao." Dingdazhong suddenly broke down and cried. He went to the house crying and shouting. Why did his poor child suffer these crimes.

Jin Tailong had stopped coughing. Suddenly, he grabbed Lin Ruicheng's collar and asked coldly, "you must know who did it, right?"

Lin Ruicheng frowned and looked down at the hand holding his collar, disdaining to block it with his index finger, "Ding Xuanyao is your daughter. It's not been a day or two. I heard that your company's internal equity is changing in addition to the problems of new investment projects recently. If chairman Jin suddenly appears a daughter and is still the daughter of your last beloved wife, do you want to make up for it Part of the assets and the equity of the company are transferred to your daughter's name? "

Yao Yao, I owe you this. Today, I woke up to Jin Tailong. Whether he wants anything else depends on whether he really deserves to die.

Jintailong moved his mouth. He really planned so. It should have been so. Xuanyao is the daughter of him and Baiyun. His favorite woman gave birth to his child. He absolutely wants to leave his best to this daughter.

"No, Xuanfeng, he won't do such a rebellious thing. It's his own sister. Then you, Mr. Lin, listen to the people below. While you're dating Xuanyao, you're also close to Shen Meiting, an artist from my film company. Men are * * * and women are jealous. I don't rule out that the flowers and plants around you will have a black hand on the little girl."

Lin Ruicheng raised his eyebrow. "Chairman Jin said it was very reasonable. In that case, I won't accompany you." Want to go out for her daughter? Save it, Shen Meiting. He's going to deal with it himself.

"Sir, all of them have entered the house. Let me take you to the hospital. You just coughed up blood." The big bear held a snow-white handkerchief with bright red blood on it. It was just spit out by Kim Tai Long's series of coughs.

Jin Tailong held his crutch and covered his weak heart with his right hand. In the dark night, his eyes had been staring at the glass window with the light on, and he didn't want to leave for a long time.

"Master, master..."

There was a strong contraction in his heart again. Jin Tailong fainted. The big bear held the master tightly. Black eyes looked at the closed door, and then got on the car with the master on his back and left the Ding family.

In the innermost private room on the second floor of dalumen, Shen Meiting sat on the bar chair and leaned against the wine cabinet. Cup by cup, she had drunk several bottles of foreign wine.

Suddenly I heard someone open the door and come in. The wine glass on her lips paused. After the corners of her eyes sank slightly, all the amber liquor slipped into her throat. Her hair was wavy, her eyelashes were long and curly, and her red lips were charming.

Du Qiwen went to Shen Meiting and threw the magazine on the bar. "You really dare to do it."

Shen Meiting's mouth was slightly raised. She didn't care. She picked up a bottle of whisky on the cabinet and said, "would you like a drink?"

Du Qiwen didn't speak. He sat on the bar chair opposite Shen Meiting, his hands on the bar, playing with his lower lips, his eyes full of thinking.

Shen Meiting poured the wine, put two pieces of ice in the ice bucket in the cup, and pushed it in front of Du Qiwen. "This is the end of being right with me and becoming a street mouse. Ding Xuanyao is something. A little girl dares to rob a man with me! I'm generous enough not to kill her."

Du Qiwen sipped the wine. The pungent and strong smoke made him frown. He couldn't help wondering whether the woman opposite was crazy. "Aren't you afraid to offend Lin Ruicheng? Don't blame me for not reminding you. It's enough for a big guy like Lin Ruicheng to peek at his mobile phone."

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Most of the photos are not in his mobile phone. Who knows if it's those photos taken by the cheap hoof himself outside. They have been taken since the first day of junior high school. It's reasonable to learn to be rich playthings and take some low-grade photos at a young age. Besides... Don't you help me block it."

The hot fingertip touch and coquettish and sticky words made Du Qiwen numb and soft. He took back his hand and held his glasses. "What can I help you block? I didn't repair those photos."

"The master who repaired the photos was introduced by you. Now we are grasshoppers on the same rope. We are both prosperous and lossy."

"Ha ha ~ ~ ~ I'm afraid Miss Shen hasn't figured out the situation yet. I introduced the people. That's right, but you paid the money. Those who repair the photos recognize money but don't recognize people. Therefore, I really don't have anything to do here."

"You --"

Du Qiwen's sudden departure from the relationship made Shen Meiting look ferocious. "You're really cunning. Hum, even if you know I did it, I have * * * behind me. What am I afraid of?"

Du Qiwen, with a sneer in his mouth, just shook his head helplessly for such a woman with a big chest and no brain.

"Miss Shen, I might as well provide you with a message. The heroines in those nude photos you burst out are actually your * * *'s own daughter."

The hand holding the wine cup gradually tightened, with clear bones, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared round because of panic. "How could it be! She is just an ordinary college student. She was born poor and humble. How could she be a princess."