Reborn as My Own Love Rival

Before Yan Mingsheng could respond, Ling Cheng had hung up the phone.

　　 Yan Mingsheng couldn't respond looking at the phone.

　　 Ling Cheng and Shi Luo shouldn't have the chance to contact, how could they know each other, how could Ling Cheng suddenly like Shi Luo...

　　 The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and the more uncomfortable and irritable he became.

　　 That irritability made him uncontrollably think about bad things.

　　 Could it be that Shi Luo was unable to hook him, so he turned his target to Ling Cheng, and finally succeeded.

　　Thinking about it this way, Shi Luo is really amazing.....

　　 Yan Mingsheng suddenly stopped thinking of this, "No, Yan Mingsheng, you can't do this...you have to calm down."

　　 Yan Mingsheng took a deep breath and drank two more sips of water.

　　 "Yes, calm down."

　　 He thought about it for a moment, then called Ling Cheng again.

　　 This time the call was quickly connected, "Why is it calling again?"

　　 "Ling Cheng, I still don't think it's right, are you really in pursuit of time?

　　 "That can still be fake, why? Do you have any comments?"

　　 Yan Mingsheng expressed his attitude; "Yes, I am a little unacceptable. If nothing else, your age is too different."

　　 "She is one day younger than Xiaoqi and can be your daughter. You are so old. To be honest, are you embarrassed?"

　　 "How sorry." Ling Cheng retorted, "Don't you know love regardless of age? Yan Mingsheng, you are looking for an outdated writer."

　　 Yan Mingsheng: "But she is too young to reach adulthood, so she is far from you."

　　 "This is normal now, and we are not grandparents." Ling Cheng snorted, "And am I old? I'm not old at all, I'm very young."

　　 Ling Cheng touched his beard, "I shaved my beard and pursued it, who would say I am old."

　　 Yan Mingsheng: "......"

　　 He couldn't refute these words. Ling Cheng's skin was better than him, and his face looked smaller than him. He really shaved his beard. He really looked like a custard boy in his twenties, and even younger than those custard boys.

　　 He, the so-called elder god, has to bow down to the wind.

　　 Ling Cheng seems to think this idea is very good, "Lao Yan, you are a good reminder, I will shave off my beard next time, so I will be the same age."

　　 Yan Mingsheng: "...No matter how young your face is, you can still be there..."

　　 Ling Cheng shook his head, "No, my body is also very young. Sometimes things like age are fake, and it depends on the specifics."

　　 "That's no better than those young people, it's better for young people to find young people..."

　　 Ling Cheng retorted, "You can't say this wrong. Young people are not good now. Early various diseases, hair loss and bald beer belly, are still very empty. Do you think I have it?"

　　 "My body is better than those young men. I have been exercising for more than ten years. I have not changed my body for more than ten years. My body functions are very good, much better than those young guys. Their body is really not as good as mine."

　　 Yan Mingsheng: "......"

　　 This is really true.

　　 Many young people nowadays, their bodies are really inferior.

　　 Yan Mingsheng racked his brains to find an inappropriate reason, and Ling Cheng hit him hard again.

"Lao Yan, when you say this, I think I have a lot of advantages. Those young people are not as good as me, and their physical fitness is not as good as me. Not to mention property. In this case, she has to suffer from those young people when she does something with those young people. As far as I am concerned, it is best for me."

　　 Yan Mingsheng: "......"

　　 He has nothing to refute, because it is really reasonable, too reasonable.

　　 "I can't tell you." Yan Mingsheng finally gave up, "But Ling Cheng, are you serious? She is still young, and it would be unfair to her if you just play for fun."

　　 Ling Cheng was unhappy, "Lao Yan, what's the matter with you, for a while, he will say that he is not good and stand on my side, and then he will stand there and blame me."

　　 "Just let others say this, don't you know me? When did I play it? Isn't it that the rich people are rich and the scum will like to play? Isn't it? The nature of scum is the same as having money and no money."

　　 Yan Mingsheng apologized, "Sorry, Ling Cheng, I didn't mean that, I just want to ask you if you are serious this time?"

　　 Deep down in his heart, he actually hoped that he just got interested and gave up when he said it.

　　 But Ling Cheng answered affirmatively.

　　 "Of course I'm serious. Didn't you see the money I spent? I won't be troubled with the money if I can't live with anyone. If I'm not serious, I will spend money?"

　　 In Ling Cheng's world, he spends money to be good to people.

　　 It's not that money is used to deceive others, and he feels that money is sprinkled with flowers. On the contrary, he values ​​money the most, in other words, he is the least angry.

　　 He has money and is the least angry. Most people don't want to take advantage of him. For him, spending money means paying attention and feelings.

　　 Money is his greatest sincerity, and it is his way of treating people well.

　　 Simple and rude, but the most sincere.

　　 There are very few people in this world who can let him spend money.

　　 It can be seen that he doesn't care about money, and there are very few people who pose as a big boss. A few old friends can be regarded as one, Xiao Qi is one.

　　 At the beginning, the car had to be paid more for advertising, which is all his sincerity.

　　 This time too, it was all his sincerity.

　　 He would buy the flashy roses that he most looked down upon before, even blue roses, and add additional investment to the aid. These money are all exceptions and attention.

　　 Spending so much money means being serious.

　　 Yan Mingsheng and Ling Cheng have been friends for many years, and of course they knew him, and they were completely speechless after hearing them.

　　 "I just... just worry about you, so ask more..."

　　 "You don't need to worry about me, but you should develop your feelings. I think Ling Zixian has a good impression of you."

　　 Ling Cheng's words can't distinguish emotions.

　　 "Didn't I explain to you last time, I have nothing to do with her."

　　 "I look forward to you becoming my brother-in-law. I'm home now, just like that, I hang up."

　　 Without giving Yan Mingsheng time to respond, Ling Cheng directly hung up the phone.

　　 "Hey, Ling Cheng... why did he hang up..."

　　 Yan Mingsheng couldn't help but patted the steering wheel~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The irritability in his heart rose again.

　　He should let go, or say he should bless, after all, Ling Cheng is serious, and he can also take care of it.

　　 But he can't do it, he feels terribly uncomfortable, and he has a heartbroken heart.

　　 It's hard to say jealousy or self-blame, and I feel terribly uncomfortable. After thinking about it, it seems that there is only one way to go by disgusting her.

　　 He couldn't figure it out, but Ling Cheng was just right...

　　 Ling Cheng couldn't understand it, and finally couldn't help but send a message to Ling Cheng.

　　 Ling Cheng stopped the car and just received the news.

　　 "Why is time falling?"

　　 Ling Cheng looked at the message and chuckled, "Why? Because she is a time writer..."

　　 He smiled, but his expression was weak and his mind was hard to distinguish.

　　 Ling Cheng is the first person to discover Shi Luo's identity except for Xiao Qi.

　　 He was shocked and unbelievable at first, but he didn't have any thoughts, until he met Yan Mingsheng's parents, knowing that they hadn't stopped showing Yan Mingsheng a woman, and he also fell in love with his younger sister.

　　 Knowing these facts, he is always ready to do something.

　　 But after Yan Mingsheng and Ling Zixian really met, he finally couldn't help but make a move.

　　 He wants to pursue Shi Luo, which is Shi Luo.

　　 Since you Yan Mingsheng want to start with Ling Zixian, then I'm not welcome.

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