Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

When Ming Ansheng saw a tight heart, he rushed forward and helped his old man.

Fortunately, Mingzhong Shengli gasped again.

Ming An Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. He frowned and looked at his old man, afraid that he would really breathe his old man, and had to let him soften with him. "Xin Yi killed Grandma Wang by design, the nature is the same Is it? "

He paused, then said, "Did you hear those words in the mall in the afternoon?"

After questioning, there was a flash of disgust in Ming Ansheng's eyes, and the disgust that could not be expressed in words, "just lost his identity."

"Then you have to marry her, too," Ming Zhongsheng said. "The marriage between the two of you is nail-biting and cannot be changed."

Talking about his hands behind his back, he glanced at Ming Ansheng's face, and then snorted again: "The Tang family is expected to find the door soon, you think you really hold it down Living?"

Ming Ansheng's lips froze stiffly, not speaking.

Ming Zhongsheng also said, "If you really want to suppress, just take this time and end your marriage with Fei Ling."

Hearing that, Ming Ansheng sneered, "Grandpa, you have a good abacus, how long have you discussed with the old fox of the Tang family on the phone?"

After waiting for Ming Zhongsheng to change his face, he raised his eyebrows coldly, "Does Grandpa really want me to marry such a woman?"

Ming Zhongsheng calmly said, "Fei Ling is a bit coquettish, but she is the Miss Tang family, so coquettish should be."

"You have been a dictator for a lifetime, when do you still want to be an dictator?" Ming Zhongsheng couldn't control his emotions and raised his voice.

The tone was a little questioning.

Ming Zhongsheng stared at Ming Ansheng, his face complexion.

Ming Ansheng said sharply, "At first, if you did n’t have to pay attention to what was right and used the marriage of your children and grandchildren to stabilize Mingyuan and the Ming family in the mall, would Xinyi have a chance to commit that confusion? Will she be in prison?"

'Snapped'

Ming Zhongsheng reached out, touched the pen holder on the table, and fell heavily to the ground.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen.

Ming Zhongsheng reached out and pointed his finger tremblingly at Ming Ansheng. "Okay, Ming Ansheng, do you dare to blame me now?"

His body shivered and he took a breath before he continued. "You think you have hard wings now, do you like to hear the words of an old man?"

"We all need to calm down."

Ming Ansheng said, walking up coldly from Ming Zhongsheng's side, striding out of the study.

"Ming An Sheng!"

Ming Zhongsheng's roar came behind him, and Ming Ansheng paused, but ignored it.

He turned to the stairs and went downstairs.

"An Sheng."

Mingmu heard the upstairs, hurried upstairs, saw Ming Ansheng, she hurriedly asked him, "Are you arguing with your grandpa again? Is it for Fei Ling's business?"

Ming Ansheng did not answer her, and said lightly, "Go and soothe."

After speaking, he continued to go downstairs. After going downstairs, he walked straight towards the door, changed his shoes, took the car key, and went out.

The black luxury car called the speedy Mercedes-Benz on the spacious roads in the suburbs.

The handsome face of the man in the car seemed to have a layer of cold frost, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the road ahead, his thoughts flew out.

He ran into the red light before he realized it and slowed down.

With his fist in his hand, he hammered heavily on the forehead.