The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 511 Youth does not hurt (70)

  She didn't light it, she just held it dry.

  The person who promised Ye Xingchen to quit smoking can only smoke to enjoy himself now.

   "You told Youyou before, two million, you can leave my son?"

  Sang Jian glanced at Leng Youyou in the corner, smiled lightly and said, "For Leng Youyou, the price is two million. For you as a father, the price must be raised."

   "..." Father Ye frowned, looking at Sang Jian coldly.

   Before Father Ye could say anything, Sang Jian asked again: "How much do you think your son is worth?"

   "See you Susan, I advise you not to go too far!"

   "Excessive?" Sang Jian folded his arms around his chest, "I don't think I am excessive."

"It's just that I feel sorry for Ye Xingchen. I, a woman who has known him for a few months, regard him as one of my own. It's ridiculous that his biological father actually thinks he belongs to someone else and wants to buy him from someone else. go back."

   "Tsk tsk tsk, don't you think your father is remiss?"

  Sang Jian stared at Father Ye with a half-smile.

  Leng's mother shouted from the side: "Where is the negligence? Is the family not treating him well enough? You can get what you want, and give him so much money every month! He wants to die, who can control it?"

   "Cut." Sang Jian laughed, "You wish he wouldn't go back, right? Then you two can enjoy all the treatment of Ye's family alone. With Ye Xingchen at Ye's house, you feel uncomfortable."

   "You!" Mother Leng seemed to have been told something, her face turned red and then pale, and she didn't know how to refute for a while.

   Leng Youyou, on the other hand, heard Sang Jian say this to them, and immediately cried: "If we don't want my brother to go home, why should I come to him? It's because of you that he doesn't want to go back!"

  Sang Jian raised his hand and plucked his ears, and said to the two people controlling Leng Youyou: "Slap her for me, especially in the face, and let her cry enough."

  Leng Youyou: "?"

   "Why do you beat my daughter!" Mother Leng rushed over angrily, trying to rescue Leng Youyou.

   Before Leng Youyou could be rescued, she rushed over and was about to hit Leng Youyou's person, but raised her hand and accidentally injured her.

  The screams of the two women rang out.

  Sang Jian leaned against the wall, looking at Father Ye with a smile in his eyes.

  Father Ye's hand hanging by his side clenched tightly into a fist.

  Just when he was about to speak, Sang Jian said, "I guess, you want to ask me, do I know who you are?"

   "In other words, I have heard enough of this sentence."

  Nightfather: "..."

   "See you, Su Sang, do you dare to kill someone?" Father Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, threatening: "If you can't kill me today, tomorrow I will bring someone to destroy the Su family!"

   "It's a lot of age, and it's still in the second grade."

  Sang Jian raised his eyebrows, straightened his body leaning against the wall, and walked towards Father Ye step by step.

  At the same time, a palm-sized round stick appeared in his hand, Sang Jian shook it casually, and the round stick turned into a dagger.

   "Mr. Ye, do you think I dare to kill someone?"

   "This is no bigger city than yours."

   "In my territory, the dragon has to be coiled for me, and the tiger has to lie down. If you insist on provoking me, then I can fulfill you."

  She smiled and stood in front of Father Ye, suddenly, with a serious look on her face, she raised the dagger in her hand and stabbed at Father Ye.

   "Ah!! Husband!!!"

   Mother Leng's heart-piercing cry sounded, and she couldn't care less about Leng Youyou being beaten.

  He can't be busy!

  She hasn't got all of Father Ye's property yet. Now that he is dead, everything belongs to Ye Xingchen.

   It's not fair!

  (end of this chapter)