Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Zhou Zhao finally saw through Long Shanhai. His father only had interests in his eyes. He could even ignore his son, so how could he be expected to take care of his grandson? It was ridiculous, so ridiculous.

I always thought that after living together for so many years, they would at least have a deeper relationship than Long Qingcheng and the others, but now that things have come to an end, they have turned around and want to give the company to them.

It’s really a sincerity that feeds the dog!

Zhou Zhao was top-heavy and panting heavily. His legs felt like lead as he walked into the house and grabbed his daughter with one hand.

She stared fiercely at the person on the bed, and said in a sarcastic and mocking voice: "Since you like money so much, then just live with money."

Even if she knelt and died in front of her house today, begging her parents to take action, she would not believe that Qing Yi and his son could not be saved.

"Mom, Mom, please slow down, my feet... are wearing high heels..."

Long Langhuan, who was suddenly dragged, stumbled after her mother, and her voice came intermittently into the ward. The two of them left without even waiting for Long Shanhai's response.

"Lawless, lawless!" Long Shanhai's old face suddenly turned red because of Zhou Zhao's anger. He kept coughing and couldn't even breathe. He kept beating his chest with both hands in an attempt to feel better.

The other hand swept across the water glass on the table, and suddenly a crackling sound came from the silent room.

He put one hand on the bed and the other on his chest, and said harsh words, "Don't you like money? From now on, don't rely on the Long family to make a living. I'm going to stop all your cards and all your money." Card……"

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone tremblingly and started to make a call, muttering, "If you want me to forgive you and you still want to inherit the shares of the Long family, stay in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights, otherwise I will make it impossible for you to eat." Just keep going, I don’t believe I can’t cure you.”

Long Qingcheng had no choice but to put his finger on his forehead. It was probably his father who put it in on purpose.

Really...

She took out her mobile phone and prepared to send a WeChat message to Di Yuanjue who was outside, telling her that she was going back.

But on the page, what the hell is the call being called?

She clicked on the screen and said "tsk", with a deep smile on her beautiful eyebrows.

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Hospital corridor.

Zhou Zhao dragged Long Langhuan towards the elevator, but as soon as they turned the corner, they heard the "ding" of the elevator, which happened to be coming up.

A slender figure walked out of the elevator. The man was wearing a priceless high-end black suit. He had a handsome face, cold eyebrows, and a cold aura that made people feel awe.

He walked slowly, and the shadows outlined his side profile more and more three-dimensionally. The shadows of his hanging eyelashes fell under his eyes, making the innate sense of sharpness in his body more obvious.

This is the marriage partner in her mind.

He passed by her without even looking at her, which made Long Langhuan very disappointed. She and Long Qingcheng were obviously sisters, so why did he only have eyes for Long Qingcheng.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhao spoke, "Master Jiu, what a coincidence!"

Di Yuan never wanted to stop. He had already seen Zhou Zhao and her daughter, but he didn't want to fight them. He ignored them. This Mrs. Long actually dared to say hello to him.

But her next words stopped Di Yuanjue, "I am Qingcheng's aunt, are you here to see Qingcheng?"

Qingcheng, Qingcheng, the cry is so affectionate.

Long Langhuan on the side was dumbfounded. What is mom going to do?

Di Yuanjue stopped and glanced over with an icy look, like cold water in a deep pool, bone-chilling.

Zhou Zhao walked over, holding Long Langhuan by the hand. His face was no longer as ferocious as before and was full of smiles.

"Qingcheng is talking to her grandfather. I'm afraid it will take some time," she smiled and pushed her daughter in front of her. "Lang Huan is Qingcheng's younger sister. How about letting her accompany Master Jiu?"

Shadow Lei: "..."

"Accompany?" Di Yuanjue chuckled lightly, with a cruel curve at the corner of his mouth. His cold words were even colder. His disdainful eyes seemed to be looking at a pile of garbage. He held his arms in front of him, looking like he was far away from others. appearance.

"I have nothing to say to you for tainting your daughter with your mouth. But you'd better be more sensible. You can't call Qingcheng's name."

"act recklessly."

The look of contempt and ridicule almost made Long Langhuan so humiliated that he couldn't even raise his head.

But Zhou Zhao refused to give up, with a hint of ferocity on his better face, and the daughter who was promoting him ignored the surroundings, "Master Jiu, she is Qingcheng's sister. You have such a high status, think about it, there is no way that Qingcheng is the only one." Someone will accompany you, so that two good sisters can..."

"Shut up!"

"Mom, stop talking..."

Two voices sounded at the same time.

The man's face completely darkened at this time, his expression was tense, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

In the corridor, an angry atmosphere suddenly spread, as if the entire space was depressed and uneasy because of it.

The man's brows were furrowed, his lips were pursed tightly, and the anger in his eyes could almost ignite the air around him.

He had no idea that Zhou Zhao would take in his own daughter in public, and even rush to make his daughter a mistress despite knowing that he and Long Qingcheng were together.

More than foolish.

His eyes were stern and his voice was cold, "Don't let me see you."

Zhou Zhao still wanted to step forward, but was blocked by Ying Lei. He watched Di Yuan Jue leave and let go of Long Langhuan's hand in disgrace.

She cried and wailed in pain, "It's really useless, even Long Qingcheng can't compare. What's the use of you? Your father and brother are both in prison. What should we do, what should we do..."

He was holding his hair with both hands, and his whole body was irritable.

Long Langhuan closed her eyes deeply. She wanted to speak. Was it because she had to spend her whole life in saving her father and brother? She admired Di Yuan Jue.

But anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that Di Yuan would never fall in love with anyone else except Long Qingcheng.

If she dares to intervene in the relationship between the two, then she will be the first to enter hell.

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Long Qingcheng crossed his arms and leaned slightly on the wall, with his right leg slightly bent, so he could look at the man who came into his sight around the corner.

A smile appeared on her lips, looking at him curiously.

Di Yuanjue was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the cell phone in the woman's hand, he immediately understood that she had discovered the call on the cell phone, and his steps immediately accelerated two steps. When he stood in front of him, he suddenly thought of what he and Zhou Zhao had just said.

His face suddenly darkened, and even his best mood was ruined.

Very unhappy.

His deep voice echoed in the corridor, "She was the one who called me."

Long Qingcheng: "?"

It dawned on me.

"Are you talking about Long Langhuan?"