Chapter 42

Leng Yuwen's face became livid after he said this sentence. The anger in his eyes could not be covered. He clenched his teeth and said, "would you say it again?"

"I'm not going to marry Charlotte." Leng Shaoheng said without hesitation.

As soon as his voice fell, Leng Yuwen's crutch fell straight on his back. Leng Shaoheng didn't even block it. The corners of his eyes twitched, and he was still standing tall and straight.

Leng Yuwen didn't plan to let him off. The next time he fell down, he hit him on the spot again, "brute! What do I want you to do? "

"Well..." Leng Shaoheng's lips let out a light chant. He bit his lower lip hard to make any more noise.

After so many blows, the hall only heard the sound of the strong wind when waving the stick. Leng Yuwen seemed to be tired. He finally stopped, leaned on the sofa and gasped, "say, do you want to marry Miss Xia?"

Leng Shaoheng's lower lip has been bitten by himself, and a trace of dark red exudes from his thin lips. He raises his left hand to gently erase the trace, and his eyes are full of stubbornness and stubbornness. He says sarcastically, "Dad, you want me to marry Charlotte Creek just because of her family background. If the mayor leaves office tomorrow, will you still agree with me to marry her?"

"You Leng Yuwen raises his crutch to fight, but is stopped by Xiaolin.

She rushed to stop Leng Yuwen's raised hand and said in a loud voice, "don't fight, old man. If you fight again, you will die! Even if you don't think about it for the sake of the young master, think about it for the sake of the madam. The madam loves the young master so much. If the young master is beaten up, the madam will be sad if she knows about it! "

Leng Yuwen just stopped, and Leng Shaoheng's sneer was even worse.

When he was a child, Leng Shaoheng was beaten by Leng Yuwen. Every time, his mother came forward to stop him. Later, his mother became seriously ill and got out of bed with a cough to stop Leng Shaoheng from beating him.

The most important thing I remember was that Leng Shaoheng said that he didn't want to go into business and wanted to volunteer to join the army. Leng Yuwen directly interrupted a golf club. It was Xiaolin holding his mother's card that told him to stop. That time, Leng Shaoheng had been lying in bed for three days. When he woke up, he became the current president of heyday.

"Aunt Xiaolin, don't stop him. Let him fight again. Let's have a good fight." Leng Shaoheng obviously does not want to make concessions on this matter.

"Well, young master, you can say less!" Xiaolin frowned. None of the old and the young made her worry free!

Leng Yuwen said in a cold voice, "Xiaolin, get out of the way. I have a few words to say to him."

Xiaolin saw that his arrogance disappeared, so she had to step back and look at them with some worry.

Leng Yuwen comes to Leng Shaoheng step by step. He is about the same height as Leng Shaoheng. They look at each other, and their eyes are full of the arrogance of emperors and generals. No one is willing to let him.

"Shaoheng, don't forget that I'm not just your son. I give you the heyday because you have this ability. But if you don't marry Miss Xia, I'll let Shaoxin come back and take over your position. You'll never come back to heyday again! " Leng Yuwen narrowed his eyes and threatened.

Leng Shaoheng's pupil suddenly closed, and his eyes were a little surprised.

He didn't like heyday, but now he has spent ten years to make heyday bigger and bigger. How can he let others, even his brother, do it with his own hands!

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