Chapter 27

At this time, even the lady realized the seriousness of the matter.

She immediately came up, took Mrs. Lin's arm, and whispered in her ear, "Xiaoya, that's Prince mojiahua behind him. Let him go today, and we'll talk about anything later."

She has no right to be an aristocrat because of her background.

Mrs. Lin was biting her teeth. She could not resist her anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'll let you go for the time being today. Don't let my wife see you again."

"Mrs. Lin, did I say that this is the end of the matter? Do you not understand people, or are you too indifferent to Prince Mocha Hua? "

Ling Feitong grinned, put the black gold card in his pocket, and turned to play with the terminal on his right wrist. He gently touched it, and the sharp voice rang through the whole stairwell - "you shameless bitch, what have you done?! As like as two peas, I know you are not at ease, just like your shameless mother. You have seduced men to come out. It seems that if I send you to bed in MGM, you can't control your restless heart. "

Lin Zeyu's pretty face turned white.

"Did you record?" Lin Zeyu looks at Ling Feitong in disbelief.

Ling Feitong closed the recording and said, "I don't know if I put this on your highness, or send it to the whole star domain network. It will have a great effect."

Of course, it will have a great effect, not to mention that Ling Feitong is a member of mojiahua. When a lover comes out in the backyard to seduce his brother, he will not give up easily. Even the Lin family can't afford to lose his face. The common people have a deep-rooted worship of nobles, because noble people are always noble and do not speak such vulgar words.

Lin Zeyu frowned and said, "what do you want to do?"

Ling Feitong's lips were crooked, and he said very unkindly: "nothing. I just want Mrs. Lin to feel the feeling of being slapped."

Mrs. Lin stepped back two steps and looked at Ling Feitong as if she were looking at the torrent.

She stood up straight and said in a sharp voice: "I am the Lin family's mother, my father is the God of war Tang Zhanhui, my brother is the imperial major general, I am your mother, do you dare to hit me? My father will never let go of you little bastard

"Little bastard?"

As the elevator door slid silently on both sides, a deep, sweet but frosty voice came from behind the crowd.

Ling Feitong's eyelids suddenly jumped, subconsciously wanted to turn around, but was pressed on the shoulder by a hand.

Mojawa's dark eyes swept over the faces of those people like a toad and asked, "Mrs. Lin, who were you talking about just now?"

Mrs. Lin has been under the terrible pressure of the super Asians, her brain is blank, and she can't even speak steadily.

"I, I..."

"Good day, your highness." The three bodyguards didn't care about anything else. They immediately knelt on the ground and prostrated.

Other people immediately came back to their senses. Lin Zeyu knelt down on one knee and half saluted. He did not forget to pull his mother, whose IQ was always offline.

Mrs. Lin didn't have many chances to see him, and every time she saw him, she took a look at him from a distance, or saw the heroism of his mecha in the media.

It was the first time that she had been in such close contact with him.

This feeling But it's pretty bad.

Mrs. Lin bowed her head, folded the sides of her skirt in her hands, and curtseyed to megawat. The lady next to her and her daughter, after their initial astonishment, immediately regained consciousness and bowed.

"Good day, your highness."