Zhou Yunchen was sitting on the sofa of Fu's house, his eyes were so red that he was about to hold back tears.Xiao Ling naturally saw all this in his eyes. From the moment Zhou Yunchen left the house to fish for Zhang Qiheng, he received the news that Miss Zhou's family had gone out, and she had someone follow behind to protect her.

Xiao Ling didn't expect that Zhou Yunchen went to the bar to fish for Zhang Qiheng.At first he didn't quite believe the news that Yunchen appeared outside the bar, until the moment Zhou Yunchen dragged the drunk Zhang Qiheng out, Xiao Ling nodded thoughtfully.

But now Lin Ying, who was sitting directly opposite, probably had no chance to know all this.Lin Ying wore a plain white dress. She was already petite, without makeup, she looked even more haggard.A man like Xiao Ling felt that the atmosphere was a bit depressing at this time, and looked up at Zhou Yunchen, this girl was about to cry.

"You two go upstairs, go to the room where Lin Ying rests and have a good chat, and comfort Lin Ying."

Xiao Ling played tricks on Zhou Yunchen, and asked her to take Lin Ying upstairs to talk, tell her what was in her heart, and don't let her think about doing stupid things.

"Don't worry too much, everything will be fine."

Xiao Ling finally comforted Lin Ying, even though he knew that this time there might be no solution.

Lin Ying knew it, nodded with a smile, and took Zhou Yunchen upstairs, because she had stayed at Fu's house for one night, and she also had her own room. Lin Ying looked much calmer, as if the protagonist of this incident was not herself, and Yun Chen Chen talked and laughed.

However, Xiao Ling knew very well in such a situation, the calmer Lin Ying behaved, the more desperate she felt.

When the two went upstairs and their figures disappeared into the corridor, Xiao Ling put away the easy-going attitude of his girlfriend, sat upright, with a straight face, turned his head to look at Fu Sicheng who was drinking tea, and sneered, "Master Fu , let's open the skylight and tell the truth, I'm not a little girl, and you don't have to perfuse me. You and I have worked hard for so many years, and we are not stupid."

Fu Sicheng thought it was funny when he heard this, looked at Xiao Ling thoughtfully, and did not forget to take a sip of hot tea, and asked with a smile: "I don't understand this, the little prince Hengtai came to my Fu's house all the way from thousands of miles away , not to visit, but to accuse me? I haven't met you a few times, so why bother you."

Xiao Ling was playing with the teacup in his hand, smiling nicely, but full of cold sarcasm. The teacup was painted with a pattern of praying mantis catching cicada and oriole behind it. It was a more precious piece of blue and white porcelain. He looked at it After a while, he said coldly: "I advise you, after helping Lin Ying, don't extend your hands to the country."

After all, Xiao Ling stared at Fu Sicheng firmly.

Fu Sicheng also found it funny, raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "When did I block your young master Xiao's way?"

The more Xiao Ling listened to it, the angrier he became. A real man always says what he says, so what does it matter if he dares to do something or not?He simply smiled and said: "Take care of your people, I don't believe that Zhu Zhijia's behavior is extremely indulgent in the country, if you Fu Sicheng is not behind her, she would not dare to be so rampant if you give her ten courages, right?"

When the three words Zhu Zhijia were mentioned, Xiao Ling noticed that Fu Sicheng's face really changed several times, and the teacups he was holding stopped in the air.But in the end, he still asked nonchalantly: "Why are you so sure that I lent Zhu Zhijia's courage behind his back?"

Seeing that he didn't give up until the Yellow River, Xiao Ling simply smiled and said, "I, Hengtai International, is best at cultivating eyeliners. It's not easy to find out about your Fu Group? Besides, Zhu Zhijia is just a prostitute, and I didn't have the time to care about it." What about her, she just knew about Qiao's death, do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"

Xiao Ling stood up, and squatted down the teacup on the coffee table forcefully.

Fu Sicheng looked at him, wearing casual shoes, he was taller at his early twenties, but compared to him who was over thirty, he was still a little tender.

He smiled and asked, "What does it have to do with you?"

After Fu Sicheng finished speaking, he suddenly remembered what class he was in. He looked up at Zhou Yunchen upstairs, frowned thoughtfully, and asked, "I'm dealing with the Zhou family. Why did I hinder you from Hengtai International?" road."

Even if Xiao Ling likes Zhou Yunchen, why bother to offend someone for a woman.In Fu Sicheng's impression and worldview, women are always insignificant, and sometimes they do more than succeed in success, because they always like to use their feelings and preferences to judge problems, as if their brains are just decorations.

"Don't tell me, you're going to get angry at the crown today and become a beauty."

Fu Sicheng was talking to Xiao Ling as an opponent, and he didn't give in at all.

Xiao Ling wasn't afraid of him either. After all, he had worked his way up through Hengtai International, and he had been in Korea for so many years, so he had seen a lot.

"Yunchen is not someone else." Xiao Ling's expression was rarely relieved, and he said: "She, Zhou Yunchen, will be a member of my Hengtai Xiao family sooner or later. I advise you not to think about Zhou's family."

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