President Ling got slapped in the face again today

In He Zheng's study room, he had already sat back on his chair. There was still a half-turned book on the desk. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it has been carefully read, it's more like it was spread out to cooperate with his acting to shape his image.

However, everything in the study is neatly arranged. The height and placement of the books in the same row on the bookshelf are all measured by the ruler, as if there is obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the corners are not even a trace unexpected.

Ling Li made a silent self-mockery in his heart. In some respects, he is quite similar to this stubborn old man. His study room is not allowed to be taken care of by others. All the books are placed in the most comfortable position by himself. The things put there are also very similar to this old man, except that his is the four treasures of the study, while his is modern office stationery.

A very uncomfortable thought came to him, won't he become what he looks like when he gets old? ...I will change it when I go back.

It wasn't until Ling Li walked in for a few seconds that He Zheng raised his head in a pretentious manner, still with that unwelcome black face, and had no intention of telling anyone to sit down.

Anyway, both of them looked at each other disliked, and Ling Li didn't want to stay too much, and it was right to leave after talking about the quick fix.

"It's so late, you won't come to my place for tea, let's talk."

Sure enough, both of them had the same brain circuit - hurry up and get out!

"Don't worry about it, your enemy is by your side. Your venting attack of making enemies everywhere happened to fall into someone's plan."

"It's not your turn to teach me how to do things."

He sneered sharply at himself. Some people are so stubborn that they can't bear accusations, and can't listen to any suggestions, so they have to let him see the facts clearly.

He threw the file bag in his hand directly in front of He Zheng: "After reading it, I hope you can still maintain this stubbornness."

He Zheng picked up the document and opened the first page, his eyes suddenly darkened. Those lights that could have made him look softer seemed to have become unnecessary burdens, competing with the coldness emanating from his body.

Ling Li clearly saw that his hand holding the document was trembling slightly, and the pinched wrinkles on the paper were real, but when he raised the corner of his eyes, the light and shadow coming in from the crack of the door on the floor happened to be blocked by a figure , his face also changed suddenly, staring at Ling Li mockingly,

"I really underestimate you. Are you just a wolf with ambition? You are simply wicked. What do you want to prove by showing me these things? You are innocent and kind, and your foundation is clean? Do you want me to think highly of you? Think you Qualified to be the son-in-law of my He family?"

"These are the facts. If you want to investigate carefully, you won't be able to hide it. He is not as good as you imagined." The sharp and expressionless reply, he had expected He Zheng's irony, and he didn't intend to rely on these few photos Paper evidence completely changed his opinion of him.

He just wanted him to see the facts clearly, and stop making random moves like "the loved ones are hurt, the enemies are quick".

He Zheng raised his chin all his life, proud and unyielding, this is both an honor and a shackle to him,

When he was young, he walked on thin ice for his own career and for the long-lasting honor of his family. He had no choice but to integrate this honor-like responsibility into his flesh and blood to adapt to his own destiny. The longevity of the He family has been deliberate, every step of the way is cautious, every decision is made to ensure that there are no mistakes, only the achievements of the He family today,
But now Ling Li puts all the wrong facts in front of him. The "successor" he cultivated with all his heart is not to succeed him, not to help him continue the prosperity of the He family, but to change the owner of the He family. Bad seedlings'.

How can this not be angry?Especially this news is the one he least approves of and told him fiercely as an enemy.

What is he at ease?Didn't he just want to see him frustrated, want to see him thumping his hands and feet, and sighing regretfully?
With a sharp face, He Zheng tore the evidence he presented to pieces one by one, "These deliberately fabricated evidence can only prove that you jumped the wall in a hurry, and when I clean up the He family, you will be the next one to deal with, this is The price you paid for abducting her is to prove that you are better than Xiao Zeyang by using this little trick to sow dissension. Let me tell you, you should give up your heart. Flowers, can't resist the rumors outside, if she insists on following you, let her follow, even if I want to give away the whole He family, it won't be cheap for you."

Ling Li really didn't expect that when he told Xiao Zeyang's evil things, He Zheng would have such an attitude: "You keep saying it's for Weiwei, but are you really thinking about her? You value Xiao Zeyang so much, just because he wants to cover it up Will you flatter me? You still think that the Xiao family drugged Weiwei, Xiao Zeyang cheated on everyone, and still raised a mistress at home, and the child is about to fall to the ground. ?”

The contemptuous tone added dose from the sharp mouth: "You recruit such a person into the house, don't you want to lose your old face? Let me tell you, I don't need to be recognized by people like you, Weiwei, I am I won't let go, even if one day she really regrets it, unless I die, no one can take him away from me again, if you want to deal with me, just come."

He Zheng was so stimulated by the sharp words that he trembled all over, and he stood up abruptly. Because the movement was too violent, he didn't know which mechanism in his body was triggered, and his chest felt a dull pain, which made him unable to talk for a while.
At this time, the door behind Ling Li seemed to be rattling. The moment the door opened, it happened to be the explosive point of He Zheng's emotions. Almost at the same time, He Zheng swept away all the things on the table and shouted angrily. Said: "Get out!"

The sound of chaos on the ground overwhelmed the sound of the door opening, Xiao Zeyang appeared behind the door in astonishment, if not for the presence of Ling Li, he almost thought that the roar was addressed to him.

Ling Li took a deep look at the book that fell to his feet. When he saw the title of the book, he sneered mockingly, kicked it off his feet very unceremoniously, and returned it to He Zheng with the same bad gesture. , proclaiming their dissatisfaction and fearlessness,
The book is like a tool that was disliked and vented, and it returned to the "corpse group" that fell with it like a corpse, and it changed back to the original opened appearance from beginning to end.

When he turned sharply, he met Xiao Zeyang's obedient and gentle face, his eyes were full of skates, ready to go.

In front of He Zheng, Xiao Zeyang still hid it well, his eyes were hostile, but he hid his resentment.

"She will come back sooner or later, you can't abduct her!"

He Zheng's furious curse came from behind belatedly, with a huge panting wrapped in it, wanting to knock down Ling Li who had walked to the end of the aisle with a whistling wind.

Ling Li undoubtedly poked He Zheng's lungs, but the root cause of his anger suddenly became confusing when Ling Li saw "The Besieged City" falling at his feet.

After leaving the gate of He's house, he suddenly changed his face, the resentment on his face was replaced by sharpness, and he couldn't help thinking about every word He Zheng said after he entered the study.

Why did he tear up the materials he brought?If it's just to insult and disgust him, just throw it in his face, anyway, he doesn't dare to be rough on the old man, and he wants to tear it to pieces. Is it because he is afraid that others will see it?

And that book, he himself is a dictator who needs to be criticized, isn't reading this book a mockery of himself and embarrassing himself?Or, is he just conveying the literal meaning of 'siege'?
But it was a coincidence that all the emotions broke out at the moment Xiao Zeyang came in, and he acted incompatible with him, which was more like a long-planned play on the spot.

With the above doubts, what He Zheng said in the last sentence became more intriguing. Did he want him to take a good look at He Dongwei?

Why did Xiao Zeyang suddenly appear?And the security guard with the scar, not like a bodyguard, but more like a guard.

At this time, a series of unfamiliar numbers called in, and he glanced sharply and lightly, and answered coldly: "Say!"

"The woman you asked me to check is missing!"

Braking the car sharply, an unbelievable and frightening thought came to my mind.

"Check, it's impossible for a big living person to be silent, so it must be fast!"

The person on the phone hung up the phone first, and the car that was parked halfway was honked to get out of the way, so he had no choice but to continue driving.

It seems that Xiao Zeyang is in a hurry, I hope Fan Xiaoqing's life is safe.

He must be holding something important in his hand, so important that even He Zheng is afraid and let him manipulate it.

Ling Li turned a corner at the fork, and quietly returned to He's house,
Like he used to have an affair with He Dongwei in the middle of the night, he turned off the fire from a long distance away, avoiding the sight of the security guards on duty, and peeped in the direction of He Zheng's study through the observation hole dedicated to younger brothers by the courtyard wall.
The lights there had been extinguished, and the entire yard was darkened, as if the place where he had just set foot was a temporary drill.

The courtyard was quiet, and the cold wind swept through Uncle He's meticulously cultivated flower garden, where only the tangle of branches remained withered, lifeless, under the transmission of the moonlight, the shadow cast on the ground flaunted its fangs and claws bluffingly.

Wait, what about Uncle He?

He Dongwei told him before that Uncle He is not only He Zheng's left and right hands, but also He Zheng's legs, the roundworm in He Zheng's stomach, and the two of them are like conjoined twins. He used his own, and almost all the rest used Uncle He's.

Uncle He didn't take He Dongwei home right away, even if He was going to lose his temper and punish him, after more than a month, he should have calmed down, but he entered He's house twice before and after, but he didn't see Uncle He. Ling Li wouldn't think that he was told to return home by the 'Taishanghuang' Enzhun.

And when Ling Li just entered the door, He Zheng also stood by the window to let the bodyguards let him go. He was handicapped, and there were no competent people around him to wait on him...

Everything was very suspicious, but the He family was too calm, which made the speculations in his mind all rootless.

Did He Zheng really rest?How can this kind of stubborn old man fall asleep so fast after the conversation with him ended unhappy?
After staying nearby for a while, Ling Li was sure that there was no movement, so he had no choice but to drive away.

But what he was sure of was that things were not that simple, Xiao Zeyang would definitely make bigger moves, and he had to move faster.

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