Chapter 1717

For the arrogant Huo Zhuyan, she simply can't accept such an arrangement.

She said, "Xing, I..."

As soon as Huo Zhuyan's refusal came out, Qiao Yuanxian, the leader, interrupted her with a faint sneer: "Ling family boy, you have good courage to fight against Hakka in front of me!"

In a flash, Ling Wanxing's face suddenly changed.

Probably for many years, I have been used to giving orders from above, so I unconsciously try to dominate everything at this moment.

He almost forgot that before Qiao Yuanxian became a monk, he was the second master of Qiao, but no one dared to offend him.

Such a man who dares to stab his stepmother directly, even if he becomes a monk, is by no means a compassionate Buddhist.

Ling Wanxing still remembers a saying that once circulated among the families.

If Qiao Yuanxian had not been disabled by accident, no one in Licheng would have been able to do so for a hundred years!

This period of history hovered and fermented in Ling Wanxing's mind, and even made him break out in a cold sweat.

When Qiao Yuanxian was dominating the world, they might still be playing with mud.

At this time, Ling Wanxing slowly clenched the cross fingertips, he subconsciously lowered his posture, his tone was also a lot of humility, "I'm sorry, second uncle, I'm trespassing."

Qiao Yuanxian glanced at him with a smile, put down his napkin, and said coldly, "I'm calling you to come here today, not to talk about the past.

The lady Huo around you threatened that our children in Licheng had cursed her son.

As Huanhuan's parents, you should give an account of this. How do you think you should deal with it? "

Ling Wanxing has not relaxed the mood, once again because of Qiao Yuanxian's words and nervous.

Although he heard it in the clouds, he also caught an important clue.

"Xiaozhu, do you have a son?"

Ling Wanxing looked at Huo Zhuyan in shock, his thick eyebrows wrinkled tightly, unbelievable.

Facing his question, Huo Zhuyan was also obviously flustered.

All her plans have a tendency to collapse at this moment.

In order to keep calm, Huo Zhuyan pinches the soft meat in her palm with her fingertips.

After several breaths, she looks at Ling Wanxing calmly and smiles, "Xing, I'll explain this to you later, OK?

As for the curse of my son, in fact, I know that Zihuan has no intention, and I don't intend to pursue it. "

"You're still talking nonsense!" Ling Zihuan can't accept the accusation.

She glared angrily at Huo Zhuyan, and didn't give her a good face at all. "I didn't curse your son at all.

Daddy, her son is sick. I just want her to go home and take good care of him. Is that wrong?

Open mouth and shut up and say I cursed him, but you are showing evidence?!

Or you will let your son huokui out. If he is really healthy, I will admit that I cursed him! What's up! "

At this moment, Ling Zihuan mentioned Huo Kui again, Huo Zhuyan's face suddenly dyed gloomy.

However, Ling Wanxing didn't seem to hear the little girl's explanation. He still looked at the woman around him and murmured, "your son's surname is Huo, too? How old is he? "

All of you: --

Seeing this, Su Wan Tong smiles bitterly and shakes his head in self mockery.

In the end, even if they all have sons, Ling Wanxing is still imagining.

He should not think that Huo Zhuyan's son is also his son!