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Zhou Man sees that so many people can't beat Lin Chuan, so what else is there to fight?

Moreover, Lin Chuan is a well-known bad life. If Yang Tusheng is beaten out, what will she do in the future?

So she stepped forward and grabbed Lin Chuan tightly, and shouted: "Lin Chuan, don't fight, we don't want you to pay, I beg you!"

Lin Chuan didn't want to fight.

If it weren't for this era, whoever had the right to speak, he would be too lazy to do it.

However, the arrogant murderous aura in his eyes was not less at all.

He also said coldly, "Get out of the way. If I don't kill him today, I won't be Lin Chuan. Anyway, I have a bad life. If I kill one, I will earn enough money. If I kill two, I will earn another!"

He threw Zhou Man away with all his might, and went up to fight.

This is what Zhou Man is most afraid of.

He Lin Chuan died and nobody cares, but her boss can't die.

Where can I manage so much now?

Zhou Man simply hugged Lin Chuan's thigh and pleaded hoarsely: "Lin Chuan, we were wrong, we shouldn't come to your house to make trouble, I beg you to stop beating, I'll kowtow to you!"

As he spoke, Zhou Man's forehead hit the ground one after another.

I don't know if it's true or false, and Lin Chuan doesn't even bother.

Yang Tusheng, who was a little more awake, saw his daughter-in-law begging Lin Chuan so much, and his heart was depressed to the extreme.

But no matter how angry he was, he couldn't beat Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan didn't want people to watch the fun, so he snorted coldly and said, "Yang Tusheng, you remember it for Lao Tzu, and if I see your son bullying my daughter, Lao Tzu will beat you up, and get out of here immediately!"

Zhou Man thanked him with great gratitude, helped Yang Tusheng's body of more than 200 catties, took their waste relatives, and limped away.

But Yang Tusheng couldn't swallow this breath.

As he walked, he turned back and glared at Lin Chuan fiercely.

"You wait for me, I won't kill you, I'm not Yang Tusheng!"

At this time, Lin Chuan wanted to enter the hospital, but found that the door was locked.

He also wanted to give Qin Mengying some time to calm down, so he smiled lightly, sat on the stone at the door, and took a break.

Inside the house, Qin Zhensheng smoked cigarette after cigarette.

No matter how strong the smoke he spit out, he still couldn't let the anger in his stomach subside.

He said coldly: "Don't say anything, you go to divorce tomorrow, our old Qin family can't be embarrassed by that trash!"

Qin Mengying, who washed her face with tears, was about to suffocate in her heart.

I felt that Lin Chuan had a little hope, but he was strangled to death by him.

That's what happened to her life.

Still extravagantly hope that Lin Chuan can improve?

Qin Mengying felt that she was really too naive.

But paradoxically, in Qin Mengying's heart, there was still a trace of worry about Lin Chuan.

This prompted her to open the door despite Qin Zhensheng's obstruction.

When she saw Lin Chuan sitting deeply outside the quiet door, the deep-water entanglement made her heart sting violently.

This made her unable to suppress the pain in her heart, and she struggled as if she was terminally ill: "Lin Chuan, don't let this day pass anymore, I can't hold on anymore,

If you want to see me die with your own eyes, can't I do it for you? Don't torture me like that, okay? "

Lin Chuan felt another sting in his heart.

Guilt and distress, entangled in his deep face, also burned his eyes.

Even if there are thousands of words, it is impossible to express the indebtedness to Qin Mengying.

He could only say in a deep voice, "Okay, I promise you, I'll get a divorce tomorrow!"

After saying that, Lin Chuan turned around suddenly and strode away.

The tears falling from the corners of her eyes hit Qin Mengying's heart heavily.

Usually said so, Lin Chuan will definitely add fists and feet.

But today, he promised so happily.

Qin Mengying even shocked Lin Chuan and cried.

So that Lin Chuan's back had disappeared, Qin Mengying was still staring blankly at the gloomy and depressing alley, her mind went blank.

At this time Lin Chuan has come to Yu Meiling's tailor shop.

He didn't come for comfort.

But Yu Meiling thought so.

He also laughed and joked: "You are really amazing now, even Yang Tusheng dares to fight, do you know that his brother Yang Tufeng is quite capable in the city, if you beat his brother like this, he can spare you?"

Of course Lin Chuan knew.

Don't fight if you're afraid.

Don't be afraid when you hit.

there is always a solution to a problem.

Compared to those opponents in his previous life, they were not even a butt.

Therefore, Lin Chuan still said with disdain: "It's nothing special, I'm here to ask you to do me a favor!"

Yu Meiling thought that his money was tight again, so she said helplessly: "Tell me, how much do you want to borrow this time?"

Lin Chuan both laughed.

"What are you talking about? Isn't there anything else between us? I want you to make me two sets of clothes!"

"make clothes?"

Yu Meiling is strange.

Lin Chuan doesn't make clothes all year round. Today, after a fight, why did he suddenly want to make clothes?

"What kind of clothes are you going to make, for yourself or for someone else?"

"I'll make it for you and my wife. You two will wear one set each, and the fabric will be the best cotton fabric in your store, not polyester, and you two must wear it before noon tomorrow!"

The smile on Yu Meiling's face gradually turned into suspicion.

"Did you make your head stupid? What clothes did you make for me? Who do you want us to wear? And cotton fabrics are very expensive, costing more than ten yuan per meter.

Can you tell me what you want to do? "

Lin Chuan just smiled lightly, no need to explain now.

Whether you can keep Qin Mengying's heart depends on this opportunity.

So, he just said indifferently: "Don't ask, then you will naturally know that you will give me the paper and pen, and now I will draw you a picture, and then I will make a version for you in person!"

"What?"

Yu Meiling was surprised, the boss with her mouth open.

Look at Lin Chuan like a monster.

She has been a tailor for so many years, but she can't make patterns. How could Lin Chuan be able to make patterns?

That is the craftsmanship of senior fashion designers.

Is he Lin Chuan teasing her here?

However, Lin Chuan, who had already taken the pen and paper at this time, had a flexible wrist, the tip of the pen moved like the wind, and his eyes were extremely focused.

How could Yu Meiling know that one of Lin Chuan's previous jobs was as an apprentice in a garment factory in the south.

Not only learned to dress, but also learned to cut and design.

And what he is designing now is the most fashionable women's professional wear after the fifties.

A few minutes later, the design drawing of a set of women's clothes was presented in front of Meiling.

When she saw the fashionable and avant-garde design in the design, Yu Meiling was shocked and stunned.