Chapter 179

Without waiting for Yan Mingsheng to respond, Ling Cheng has hung up.

Yan Mingsheng couldn't react when he looked at the phone.

Ling Cheng and Shi Luo should have no chance to contact each other. How can they know each other? How can Ling Cheng suddenly like Shi Luo

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable and irritable he felt.

That irritability made him think of the bad out of control.

Is it time to hook him, turn to the goal of Lingcheng, and finally succeed.

Think about it, this time is really bad

Yan Mingsheng thought of this and suddenly stopped, "no, Yan Mingsheng, you can't do this... You have to calm down."

Yan Mingsheng took a deep breath and drank two more.

"Yes, calm down."

He thought for a moment and called Lingcheng again.

This time the call was quickly put through, "Why are you calling again?"

"Lingcheng, I still don't think it's right. Are you really in pursuit?

"That can be fake, what? Do you have any other opinions? "

Yan Mingsheng expressed his attitude“ Yes, I can't accept it. Apart from the others, you are too different in age. "

"She's one day younger than Xiaoqi. She can be your daughter. You're so old. To tell you the truth, do you mean it?"

"I'm sorry." Ling Cheng retorts, "don't you know that love doesn't matter age? Yan Mingsheng, you're looking for an old-fashioned writer. "

Yan Mingsheng: "but she's too young to be an adult. She's so different from you."

"It's normal now. We're not grandparents." Ling Cheng snorted, "and am I old? I'm not old at all. I'm young. "

Ling Cheng touched his beard. "I shaved my beard. Who would say I'm old?"

Yan Mingsheng

He can't refute this. Ling Cheng's skin is better than him, and his face is smaller than him. He really shaves his beard. He looks like a 20-year-old cream boy, even younger than those cream boys.

He, the so-called immortal male god, has to bow down.

Ling Cheng seems to think this idea is very good, "Lao Yan, you remind me very well. I'll shave my beard next time, so I'll be the same age."

Yan Mingsheng: "no matter how young your face is, where is your age?"

Ling Cheng shook his head. "No, I'm very young, too. Sometimes age is fake, and it depends on the concrete."

"That's better than those young people. Young people are better off looking for young people..."

Ling Cheng retorts, "you're wrong. Today's young people can't do it. They have all kinds of diseases early. They have baldness and beer belly. They are still very empty. Do you think I have them?"

"I'm better than those young people. I've been exercising for more than ten years. My physical function is very good. I'm much better than those young people. They are not as fit as me."

Yan Mingsheng

That's really true.

Nowadays, many young people are not as fit as they are.

Yan Mingsheng racked his brains to find an inappropriate reason, and Ling Cheng hit him hard.

"Lao Yan, when you say that, I think I have a lot of advantages. Those young people are not as good-looking as me, physical fitness is not as good as me, not to mention property. In this case, what she wants to do with those young people, she has to suffer. In a word, I am the most suitable one."

Yan Mingsheng

He had no words to refute, because it was really unreasonable, too reasonable.

"I can't say you." Yan Mingsheng finally gave up, "but Lingcheng, are you serious? She's still young, and it's not fair to her if you just play. "

Ling Cheng is not happy, "Lao Yan, what's the matter with you? One moment you say that people are not good. You stand on my side, and another moment you stand there and accuse me."

Don't you know me? When did I play? It's not that rich people like to play when they are rich for three generations, OK? The essence of scum is the same as having money or not. "

Yan Mingsheng apologized, "I'm sorry, Ling Cheng. I didn't mean that. I just want to ask you, are you serious this time?"

In fact, the hope in his heart was just a casual interest, which he gave up as soon as he said it.

But Ling Cheng answered in the affirmative.

"Of course I'm serious. Don't you see the money I spent? Who am I against? I'm not against money. If I'm not serious, I'll spend money? "

In Lingcheng's world, his kindness to people is to spend money.

It's not that rich people rely on money to deceive others. They think that money is too much to spend. On the contrary, they value money most. In other words, they are stingy.

He's the cheapest and the richest. Most people don't want to take advantage of him. For him, spending money represents value and emotion.

Money is his biggest sincerity, is his good way to people.

Simple and rude, but most sincere.

There are few people in the world who can make him spend money.

There are few people who can see that he doesn't care about money and poses as a big man. A few old friends are, and Xiao Qi is one.

The original car, must give more advertising fees, is all his sincerity.

This time, too, it's all his heart.

He would buy the gaudy roses, or even blue roses, which he didn't look up to most before, and invest more money in the aid recipients. All these money are exceptions and focuses.

Spending so much money means being serious.

Yan Mingsheng and Ling Cheng have been friends for many years. Of course, they know him well. After hearing this, they have nothing to say.

"I'm just... Just worried about you, so ask more..."

"You don't have to worry about me. You'd better develop your feelings. I think Ling Zixian has a good feeling for you."

Ling Cheng's words can't tell emotion.

"Didn't I explain it to you last time? I have nothing to do with her."

"I'm looking forward to your becoming my brother-in-law. When I get home, I'll hang up."

Without giving Yan Mingsheng time to respond, Ling Cheng hangs up directly.

"Ah, Ling Cheng... Why did he hang up..."

Yan Mingsheng couldn't help patting the steering wheel, and his agitation rose again.

He should let go, or blessing, after all, Ling Cheng is serious, he can also take heart.

But he couldn't do it. He suffered a lot and was very upset.

I can't say I'm jealous or I blame myself. I feel terrible in my heart. After thinking about it, it seems that I have no choice but to hate her.

He couldn't figure it out. Ling Cheng was right at the right time

Ling Cheng really can't understand in his heart, and finally he can't help sending a message to Ling Cheng.

Lingcheng stops the car and just receives the news.

"Why is it time?"

Ling Cheng looked at the information and chuckled, "why? Because she was a writer... "

He smiles, but his expression is sparse and his mind is hard to distinguish.

Ling Cheng is the first person to discover Shi Luo's identity except Xiao Qi.

At the beginning, he was shocked and incredible, but he didn't have any idea. Until he met Yan Mingsheng's parents, he knew that they had never stopped soliciting women for Yan Mingsheng and had a crush on his sister.

Knowing these facts, he always wants to do something.

After Yan Mingsheng and Ling Zixian really met, he finally couldn't help it.

He wants to pursue time, that is, time.

Since Yan Mingsheng wants to start with Ling Zixian, I'm not polite.