Zhao Xi was standing beside the young master. He realized that his aura was getting colder and stronger. His steps moved towards the side quietly.

Nervously looking at the white hand of the young master holding the mobile phone --

will the mobile phone be crushed by the students.

A word's rhetorical question directly raises Ling Zhenyu's anger.

It's hard to see that he is so angry that he can hear the obvious killing intention in his voice:

"if you don't open the door again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Mr. Ling is domineering, but I'm not your subordinate. This is my home. If you dare to make any action, I will call the police. What will happen? You know..."

The cell phone is going to be crushed!

Ling Zhenyu is so angry that his head smokes. His finger strength is too narrow to shrink any more. He grinds his teeth and wants to chew Fang Qingchen into pieces:

"ask Qiqi to answer the phone."

"No sooner."

The voice over there is more light and cloudless, and it starts to play tricks again.

"Ask Kiki to answer the phone."

Ling Zhenyu repeated a sentence, his voice was so deep that he could hear the freezing point inside.

"Kiki's arm hasn't been finished. She hasn't answered the phone yet."

A word finish saying, the square light dust that does not know to die actually cut off the telephone.

Listen to the busy tone in the phone, Ling Zhenyu frowns tightly, but less than a second, his eyes cast a glance at Zhao Xi.

Zhao Xi shrank his neck and swallowed his saliva before he opened his mouth:

"young master, I just wanted to explain to you - there are doctors who bandage the young granny..."

Without saying a word, Ling Zhenyu grabbed his mobile phone and rushed to Zhao Xi.

Zhao Xi was holding his head and retreating. His fist like raindrops fell on his head, which made him roll his eyes:

"I just wanted to say - no - I didn't find a chance..."

At last, his chest finally passed by. Ling Zhenyu gasped and glared at Zhao Xi. Then he recovered his cool thin past.

In addition to just too much force, causing Junyi's face to appear abnormal red, but also like a cold hearted president.

Zhao Xi covered his bleeding corners and rubbed the bruises of his eyes. He could not help but make complaints about

: is this a beast dressed in the president's coat?

When you're out of breath, you'll change into a person in a moment -

terrible!

"Master, what are we going to do next?" Zhao Xi asked tentatively

Ling Zhenyu coughed gently, straightened his clothes up and down, pulled the corners of his clothes, and opened his mouth coldly:

"call the door."

"Ha?"

Zhao Xi didn't respond. He raised his eyes and got another blow on his head:

"Oh, my name is, my name is..."

He covered his head, got close to the doorbell and pressed it directly.

"Young master, what if you don't open the door yet?"

Zhao Xi first covered his head tightly, and made the best posture to escape under his feet. Then he dared to ask this sentence.

Ready to be beaten, the young master didn't mean to do anything this time, and even his tone became calm:

"if he didn't open the door, I burned his yard directly."

"The president of Ling group must pay attention to the rules when he speaks. I don't believe you dare to burn my yard..."

The door was opened from inside, Fang Qingchen's white face was hung with a deep smile and his voice was full of provocation.

Zhao Xi is holding a sweat for him. The young master is angry. This guy dare to be so presumptuous.

Unexpectedly, his young master also raised his eyebrows. His deep eyes swept towards Fang Qingchen's back, and his cool thin lips curled up:

"if you don't believe it, why do you open the door You can try it. I dare not burn it

After that, he lifted his feet to the door and wiped his tall body against Fang Qingchen's shoulder.

This is the real king's posture.

Zhao Xi looked at the back and felt full of momentum. He pulled his chest straight. He was just about to enter the door when he was caught by Fang Qingchen's back. He only heard him say:

"can you make a living by playing cool these days? When you come in, close the door of my house, and remember to be gentle. "

Zhao Xi sighed and stepped into the yard to close the door.

But I miss my young master in my heart. After all, it was terrible when I was just in a rage.

Ling Zhenyu doesn't care what others think. He just comes for an Liqi.

Only when he sees an Liqi will he feel at ease, otherwise, nothing will be said.

After a long drive into the living room, his feet stood in the middle of the living room, and a penetrating voice like cello sounded:

"Qiqi, where are you?"

"Upstairs - my bedroom."

Later, Fang Qingchen, who followed in, deliberately accentuated the tone of the two words "bedroom".

Ling Zhenyu glared at him fiercely and walked towards the stairs."Where did you put her?"

Fang Qingchen's voice is not big, but it is enough for Ling Zhenyu to hear.

The light in the living room is as bright as day, but Ling Zhenyu's face is even darker than the night outside.

"You have a wife. Your wife is angyouqi. Why do you hold on to her?"

Fang Qingchen is not big, but he is slowly approaching him.

As his steps get closer and closer, his voice is more and more confident:

"you can see her situation at the party today. There are only two possibilities for her to follow you."

Without saying a word, Ling Zhenyu stood at the entrance of the stairs like a sculpture, and the focus of his deep eyes fell on the end of the stairs.

Fang Qingchen came to him and his voice continued:

"the first one is that your father knows that Qiqi is an illegitimate daughter, so he doesn't persuade you to deal with Qiqi in person."

"The second is that even if your father doesn't know, and her sister is your lawful wife, she will always be the third party to be reviled."

Hearing the words "the third party", Ling Zhenyu's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

He took a deep breath, then coldly said:

"if you only look at the surface, you don't deserve to stay with Qiqi."

He will not let anyouqi become his legal wife, never, his real marriage certificate can only have the name "anliqi", almost a word!

"Well, you can't listen to me, but have you ever thought about what Kiki would think in Kiki's position?"

"Now that she has been revealed as an illegitimate girl, do you think she will stay with you as carefree as before?"

After sweeping Fang Qingchen's face, Ling Zhenyu raised his chin and asked, "why not? You don't think I'm capable of protecting her

"No, no, you probably don't know her. She looks careless on the surface, but in fact, she is a girl with low self-esteem. She will feel that her identity brings you trouble."

Fang Qingchen inhales deeply and raises his hand to help his forehead. It seems that he is helpless to this point.

His pupils shrank, and Ling Zhenyu narrowed his eyes and coldly dropped a sentence:

"don't bother."

His woman, of course, he has to protect it. Can't he push her into the arms of other men.

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