Interstellar Peak Glory

Whether it was Star Bandit or not, Fang Jinwei had already been dealt with, it was just a worry for the future, and it didn't just disappear.

But at this time, no one will consider this matter.

Ling Feitong asked: "Is Your Highness going to the Crystal Palace now?"

Mo Jiahua glanced at him and said, "Send you back first."

It means, indeed, to go to Crystal Palace to learn a lesson.

The car arrived at the castle, and when Mo Jiahua's family got out of the car, Gu Yuan smiled and rejected Ling Feitong's enthusiasm to stay, stepped on the accelerator and rushed back to the original road at the fastest speed.

On the way, Gu Yuan said: "Your Highness, His Majesty has been holding back his anger for so long, and he will definitely not look good when he sees you. You should not bring up Concubine Tong's matter today."

Mo Jiahua said: "It depends on the situation."

Gu Yuan: "..."

Well, anyway, it wasn't him who was bullied.

Gu Yuan thought for a while and then said: "There is really no other way at this time, Jing Chen should be at home at this time, he will face Concubine Tong face to face, Jing Chen is a master who does not suffer, are you not worried at all? "

"What are you worried about? Jingchen doesn't like to suffer. Does my Tongtong like to suffer?" Mo Jiahua remembered that when Ling Feitong mentioned that he would help him discipline his "little lover", his face was full of excitement, so much so that he was gearing up, and there was a faint feeling sad.

"What this king likes is definitely not a good cat, he should be a wild tiger." Mo Jiahua was very confident.

Gu Yuan frowned, glanced at Mo Jiahua from the rearview mirror, and said, "I still remember that Concubine Tong was easy to bully back then." Mo Jiahua's eyes were heavy, and he said in a low voice: "That's because of him I don’t think I have the confidence to cause trouble.”

Gu Yuan laughed and said: "He is already a princess, he still has no confidence, Your Highness, you have to reflect on yourself."

Mo Jiahua glanced at Gu Yuan, and said, "It's been so many years of self-reflection. Tongtong is no longer the same Tongtong as before."

Become sharp and powerful, even if he is obedient in front of Mo Jiahua like a house cat that can't even catch mice, it is difficult to conceal the wisdom and courage that will only remain after a long period of weather.

That's why Mo Jiahua dared to let Ling Feitong go and let him deal with other people in his own way.

In Mo Jiahua's castle, Ling Feitong was holding a small bun in one hand. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the legendary superstar Jing Chen. It's all to my taste - then it will definitely not be the type that Mo Jiahua likes.

Jing Chen sat gracefully on the sofa in the hall with a gentle smile on his face, and glanced contemptuously at Ling Feitong with a contemptuous look. When he grabbed Ling Feitong's finger on the little bun, the expression on his face almost burst.

Jing Chen put down his cup, stood up abruptly and said, "Where do you two kids come from?"

Ling Feitong pursed his lips and said: "His Highness brought it back from outside. As for the relationship with His Highness, I don't know." Looking at the photos from when he was a child, he has no doubt that Mo Jiahua and this child are related by blood to some extent!

Da Bao let Jing Chen look at him, blinked his eyes and whispered to Ling Feitong: "Dad, is this my idol?"

Ling Feitong said, "Yes."

Dabao was a little shy and said, "Can I go and hug my idol?"

Ling Feitong let go of his hand, rubbed his head, and said, "Go."

Dabao plucked up his courage, with a pair of big black eyes filled with admiration, he walked up to Jing Chen, raised his smile and said, "Hi, my name is Dabao, I like your movies very much!"

Jing Chen: "..."

Jing Chen narrowed his eyes, looked down at Dabao, and said, "What did you call that bastard just now?"

Dabao was taken aback for a moment, and said, "What is a bastard?"

Calvin immediately stepped forward and said, "Young Master Jing, please be careful with your words."

"Chi——" Jing Chen pushed Dabao away, and walked straight towards Ling Feitong, full of malice and anger, he grabbed Ling Feitong's collar, and said in a weird way: "Lin Feitong, you are very Is there a way, I underestimated you."

He actually made these two boys who might have some important relationship with Mo Jiahua call him daddy.

Of course, Jing Chen didn't believe that these two children crawled out of Lin Feitong's stomach. After all, age was a factor here.

Ling Feitong grabbed Jing Chen's wrist lightly, and with a little force, let that dishonest hand leave his clothes, ignoring Jing Chen's expression, pursed his lips and said: "Jing Shao, it is my decision to let you go, and Your Highness has nothing to do, I will give you three days to get out of here, after three days, don't blame me for being rude."

Jing Chen's hand seemed to be firmly clamped by pliers, and under Ling Feitong's confinement, he didn't move at all. His bones were about to be broken, but he didn't dare to speak out for the sake of face.

"Ha, what do you think you are?" Jing Chen sneered and said, "Don't overestimate yourself, don't think that just because you have won His Highness's favor, you are qualified to covet the position of princess. It is impossible to be the one standing beside His Highness."

Ling Feitong let go of his wrist, wiped his hands on the clothes as if stained with something dirty, and said: "You are really wrong, I don't know whether I will become a princess in this life, but I will definitely be the one standing next to His Highness—and I will be the only one.”

With a sullen face, Jing Chen stabbed Ling Feitong with his sharp eyes, while Ling Feitong looked at him with a smile on his lips, without any sign of cowardice or shrinking.

Jing Chen felt quite unfamiliar with Lin Feitong like this. Apart from this skin, this young man was completely different from the person he knew before, both in temperament and personality.

Jing Chen suppressed the doubts in his heart, smiled gloomily, and said, "My young master really wants to know that even His Highness treats me with three points of courtesy, what kind of ability do you have to drive me out of here—— To tell you the truth, only this young master leaves voluntarily, no one can drive me away."

Ling Feitong smiled, glanced at Xiaobao who had already run to comfort Dabao, and said: "I also kindly remind you that I am not in the entertainment industry, and your methods of dealing with other stars are useless to me, but as a superstar , you probably don't want to have a reputation of 'sticking to Mo Jiahua' with a dead skin, do you?"

"You—" Jing Chen's face turned red.

"I have money, and I have His Highness's favor. Even temporarily, it is enough for me to pull you down from your throne." Ling Feitong narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a devil-like smile in Jing Chen's view, and said: "How about it, do you want to try it?"

Jing Chen was provoked, which he had never felt in all these years of art.

Jing Chen sneered, and said, "Then try and see who it is, and get out of here in disgrace first."

After finishing speaking, Jing Chen walked away.

Ling Feitong smiled and watched him leave angrily.

Ling Feitong glanced at Dabao who was drooping his head, and said, "Do you still like Jingchen?"

Dabao shook his head and said, "I've decided I don't like him anymore. He's not cute at all, and he says nasty things, and he doesn't like Dad very much."

Although Ling Feitong generally treats Dabao and Xiaobao as free-range, but in terms of education, he is absolutely strict and strict, so that up to now Dabao doesn't know what the word "bastard" from Jing Chen's mouth really means.

Although Dabao didn't understand it, he knew the word, and it definitely wouldn't be a good word.

Moreover, the children's sixth sense is keen, and Jing Chen is not kind to Ling Feitong, which makes Dabao especially dissatisfied.

Ling Feitong smiled, rubbed Dabao's head, and said: "The person you like on the screen may not necessarily be the person in real life, as long as you can see it separately, that's fine."

Dabao nodded thoughtfully.

This confrontation, as if it had grown wings, soon spread throughout Prince Megahua's castle.

"You didn't see, that young master Lin, he is so arrogant that he is going to drive people to death!"

"Jing Shao is my idol. Although he has a bad temper, he is definitely not bad-hearted. I definitely like Jing Shao better than that half-blood." "Don't mention it, Your Highness hates people in the backyard the most." Forced, it seems that Lin Feitong will not stay here for long this time."

"That's right, I read Chenchen's Weibo, and my heart really hurts to death."

"I really don't know what His Highness thinks, Chen Chen is such a good person, he doesn't even know how to cherish it."

"Speaking of which, who are those two children? Why haven't I seen them before?"

"Maybe it's some poor relative of Lin Feitong."

"Ah? They dare to bring it here, and they don't even look at where it is. They are qualified to come in."

Si Shun chatted with these servants for a while, then left secretly.

Jing Chen's accommodation is not in Mo Jiahua's castle. The Jing family is rich and powerful. He has been a superstar for so many years, and he already has quite strong private assets. It is definitely not a problem to achieve financial independence.

Jingchen bought the villa closest to Prince Mojiahua's castle a few years ago, in order to get the moon first, and at this time Jingchen was spreading fire in the villa.

The assistant looked at the fragments tremblingly, and said tremblingly: "Chenchen, the company told you to go back quickly and continue filming." Jingchen pointed at the assistant and said angrily, "Get out!"

The assistant almost threw himself to the ground. In order to keep his job, he bit the bullet and said, "Chenchen, you've been on leave for too long, and the director can't drag it on any longer."

Jing Chen has been depressed recently, and today he seems to have been stimulated by something, and his mood is extremely low. He is about to be kicked out of the house by Mo Jiahua, how can he still be in the mood to make a movie?

Annoyed, Jing Chen grabbed a display object and threw it at the assistant. He looked at the person whose head had been severely smashed with a cold face, and said, "I told you, get the hell out of here."

The assistant covered his head and ran out scrambling.

Not long after the assistant left, Sishun came back.

Jing Chen asked sullenly, "How's the situation?"

Sishun bypassed the fragments, came to Jing Chen, and said with a smile: "Everyone has a lot of opinions on Lin Feitong. They all say that only Jing Shao can be worthy of His Highness, and they all complain about Jing Shao—as for the others, That won't be able to enter His Highness's eyes at all."

Jing Chen calmed down a bit. As someone in the entertainment industry, he knew the importance of public opinion.

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