Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Su Ying walked a long way, Bai Jing looked at Zhang Lihong and said coldly.

She looked at Zhao Lihong's up and down, and found that her neck and right cheek had bruises, as if being beaten.

Zhang Lihong's eyes flickered with tears, and her voice became a little choked. "Mom is sorry for you, I couldn't protect you, but mom is useless."

Talking, she wept.

Bai Jing looked very upset, "OK, don't talk about these hypocrisy, go to the park opposite."

"OK." Zhang Lihong nodded.

...

"An Sheng, tell me the truth, are you not planning to marry Fei Ling?"

Ming Zhongsheng said that the Tang family would soon find a door. In the living room of the Ming family, the atmosphere was extremely cold.

Ming Zhongsheng was sitting on a separate sofa next to him. An old man from the Tang family took Tang Feiling in the middle of the main sofa. His face was somber and his eyes looked coldly at Ming Ansheng leaning on another small sofa.

Ming mother was sitting very anxious.

Facing the questioning of the Master Tang family, Ming Ansheng glanced through his eyes with a disgust, and said in a hurry, "Ming Yuan is now breaking through, and I have no heart to think of the others."

He crossed his fingers with his fingers and put them on his legs, the old **** was there.

Father Tang sneered, "I said, the wedding can be temporarily suspended. How much time can you waste by getting a marriage certificate?"

Ming Ansheng pretended to be surprised. "What if we don't have a wedding? If this goes out, how will the outside world see us?"

"Don't fool me with these words." Father Tang hardened his tone. "Just one word, marry or not."

After sitting here for a long time, his mouth has been worn a lot, his patience is almost finished, and his voice is several times louder.

"Grandpa ..." Tang Feiling reached out and pulled the sleeves of Father Tang, and then carefully glanced at Ming Ansheng.

Fearing that the old man had messed up Ming An Sheng, he had to regret marriage.

She didn't regret marriage because she liked him so much.

Father Tang stared at Tang Feiling, who hated iron and steel. "Don't talk."

"Is Grandpa Tang trying to get married?" Ming Ansheng's mouth slowly twitched a moment.

"Yes, I'm forcing a marriage." Father Tang nodded without hesitation. "You have been engaged with Fei Ling for several years, both twenty-five and sixteen. Isn't it natural to get married?"

Ming Ansheng sneered and raised an eyebrow. "What if I say it doesn't end now?"

Father Tang's face changed, and then his voice doubled again. "It doesn't matter. In the future, the cooperation between Tang Ming and the two don't continue. Our family, Feiling, is not for you."

Ming Ansheng shrugged his hands and shrugged. "Grandpa Tang is so old, I have to do things so irrationally, and I can't help it."

His attitude was still the same as that of the old monk, without any panic on his face.

Tang Feiling was in a hurry, holding Father Tang's arm in both hands to coquettishly, "Grandpa!"

She is here to force marriage, not to regret it.

"Ming Ansheng, what's your attitude?" Ming Zhongsheng, who had not been silent, suddenly spoke, and he glared at Ming Ansheng.

"Isn't it?" Ming Ansheng raised his eyebrows coldly. "It's not like Mingyuan can't work without the cooperation of the Tang family. It is a mutually beneficial thing. Is it necessary to get involved in marriage?"

He wanted to give it a try and try to win for himself, even if that person wasn't Su Shi, he wanted to give it a try.