Chapter 358

It has to be said that Xia Yicheng's efficiency is very high. In the evening, the whole TianChao city will know. Tomorrow, Linglong group will hold a wedding party in the villa in the center of the city. Zhang's daughter, who has been separated for many years, is finally found.

Zhang huaizhen wants to solemnly introduce Miss Zhang to everyone. Not only that, he also contacts the media, which is equivalent to telling the whole country that an Xiaoqiao is his daughter.

At this time, Ling shaotian also got the news, not only got the news, but also received the invitation. Looking at the invitation with a faint fragrance in his hand, his eyes were more deep.

"Young master, if you don't feel well, go and lie down. Don't let the wind blow again. It will aggravate your cold." Uncle Xiang saw that since his young master came back from the company half a month ago, he had caught a cold intermittently. Up to now, he still hasn't recovered. He was distressed.

Knowing that the young master was more and more indifferent, he couldn't lift his spirits with anything. He shook his head and sighed with worry.

Ling shaotian looked at the invitation into God, know the phone on the table rings, he had a reaction, quickly picked up the phone to answer: "hello."

"I've caught you. Do you want to interrogate yourself?" Ou Moyang's voice came from the other end of the phone, coldly looked at the man kneeling on the ground.

"I'll be right there." Ling shaotian's calm eyes were full of the light of falcon, and his eyes were full of killing. Then he got up and left the villa, and drove mcmaher on the road, whistling past.

About children, Ling shaotian blames himself. I'm afraid he can't forgive himself all his life. After all, as an Xiaoqiao said, who do you think you are, two children in infancy? If the gangsters want to, they can kill the children when they come into contact with each other.

The wild running vehicle was old iron, and after he crashed the baby sitter, he wanted to go back to Li Mushang and the child. It was too late for Ling Shao's old fellow to catch up with him for the first time.

Finally, he was forced to drive his car out of the river crossing bridge and plunge into the torrent, but he didn't know that Ling shaotian never let go of the search for cars and people.

Finally, he was caught in a dilapidated fishing village.

Ling shaotian is black, so many days he did not wear other colors of the shirt, is the mood has been bad to the extreme.

Mountains and seas are whistling on the ground, Ling Shao day came in, and his face was more peaceful than the old fellow.

"Ling shaotian, you mean little man." The old fellow was angry with iron and he calculated Jiao Jiao and his affairs.

Ling shaotian sneers and looks at Tie Ying. He raises his leg and stomps on his heart. With a bang, he falls back heavily.

"I'm mean, Tie Ying. If Chu Xiong knows that he's a subordinate of his brother and his daughter, what do you think he will do? Will he skin you alive?" Ling shaotian stepped on his head and roared fiercely.

"Brute, you brute, unless I die today, I will not let you go. You even set us up. I will kill you and kill you." Tieying thinks that Ling shaotian did it, so he naturally knows.

But he didn't know. In fact, Ling shaotian found out about it. Chu Jiaojiao found someone to do it. She thought no one knew, but the one who didn't want to do it for her was Cha Sijie's man.

When Ling shaotian learned the news, she wondered who Chu Jiaojiao's first man was and why she wanted to do this. She suddenly thought that when she came out of Chu Jiaojiao's house that day, she met Ling Shaofeng.

He thought Shao Feng was doing it, but he went to the old fellow to see that he was old iron. The arch criminal who contributed to this series of events was Ling Shaofeng.

Old fellow damn punishment by hacking process, but Ling Shao Feng should cut it all over.

"Tieying, I'm not the one who went to Chu Jiaojiao. You should be glad that I didn't give you directly to Chu Xiong, because you will die more tragically." Ling shaotian takes back his feet and opens his mouth coldly.

"I'd rather die with the general than with you." No old fellow can be sincere about Chuxiong.

But Ling shaotian was cold with a smile: "I'm afraid you don't have that chance."

Then he turned to oumo Yang and said in a deep voice: "is Chuxiong looking for him everywhere?"

"Yes, what do you want?" Ou Moyang nodded, then asked, always feel now lingshaotian more cold than before, terror.

"Let out the wind and say Ling Shaofeng caught him secretly." Ling shaotian light said a, turn around to go.

"Ling shaotian, you have to die. I must kill you. I must help the eldest lady to get revenge. You even calculated us..." Tie Ying still cursed madly.

Ling shaotian glanced at him coldly, just when people thought she was going to leave,

But he burly chap the door, and then gathered his anger again. A single step forward and kicked on the old iron, the old fellow flew out of a dozen meters away, banging against the wall.

With the sudden explosive force, Ling shaotian cursed: "go to your mother..."

Like venting so many days of pent up anger, instantly burst on this foot, curse also relieved the depression in the heart.

The bodyguards standing around have never seen such a fierce Ling shaotian, and he has never said such rude words, not to mention kicking people away.

Iron Hawk is muscular, 1.8 meters tall, at least 90 kilograms. He kicked people to death.

All of a sudden, everyone was shocked.

"Let's go." Ou Mo Yang frowned, patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice. They just left.

Leaving all the bodyguards, looking at each other, immersed in the anger of the eruption of lingshaotian volcano just now.

Nanziheng got the news. When they returned to LK group, they called and said with a smile, "I heard that you can kick people off with one kick. You're still a strong man of about 200 Jin. Is that true?"

"Would you like to try?" Ling shaotian's cold response is obviously that he doesn't want to be poor with him.

Nanziheng rolled his eyes on the other end of the phone: "well, boring person, I tell you, the stock of Linglong group has fallen to the bottom. If you don't guess correctly, Chuxiong will be waiting for the battle tomorrow. At that time, Zhang huaizhen will get the news that LK Group intends to buy his Linglong group. At that time, you will be back in the black, and he will take advantage of it, Don't blame me for not reminding you. "

"What do you think I should wear for the banquet of Zhang Jia tonight?" Listen to the south son constant remind, Ling shaotian unexpectedly Wind Horse cow not mutually and asked a.

The man on the other end of the phone yelled: "Ling shaotian, if you don't wear one, an Xiaoqiao won't look at you directly."

Doodle doodle——

Hang up the phone, ou Moyang's mouth also followed: "Chuxiong can be deceived, he is very cunning, certainly will not give up at the critical time."

"Chu Jiao Jiao's reputation is the most important. He made fun of his daughter." Ling shaotian's cold eyes are more gloomy and deep. Then he closed his eyes and waited for the coming of tomorrow.

At this time, the lights of Zhangjia are bright. Although it is not dark yet, the lights have already illuminated the banquet hall that can accommodate hundreds of people.

An Xiaoqiao painted light makeup and looked at himself in the mirror.

Her short chestnut hair is capable, and her cold face can't hide her natural beauty. Her skin is better than snow. Her eyes are watery. Her beautiful eyebrows are elegant and smart. Her pretty face is light red, her red lips are slightly open, and her smile is charming, but it can't be touched deeply. It seems that you can feel the sadness in her bones at a glance, Let people want to hold in the palm of the hand care.

For today's banquet, mother Xia Qinglian specially chose a suitable dress for her, light White Chiffon sleeveless jumpsuit and wide leg pants suit.

A black bra covers the spring in front of her heart. She looks generous, mature and intellectual. The bow around her waist sets off her youth and playfulness.

Obviously, people of two age groups will play incisively and vividly.

As soon as he reached the stairway, an Xiaoqiao heard Zhang huaizhen holding a microphone and shouting: "my daughter, Zhang Ruiqing, who has been separated for many years, is the only eldest daughter of Zhang Jia."