This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

Chapter 625: Where did you get the gall?

  Chapter 625 Where are you from?

  This is the first time Ling Wanxing has beaten Ling Mi.

  He was extremely angry, with a devastating force, he directly beat Ling Mi's dislocated chin to the side, making her unpredictable, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

  There is a carpet in the presidential room, so that she won’t hurt her from falling, but the slap is really on the face.

   Because of this, Ling Mi's dislocated chin tilted to one side, and the curvature of the entire face was already distorted.

  At this time, where is the grace of the daughter of the Ling family, the face that was beaten crookedly, ugly is unforgettable.

   was slapped, Ling Mi was frightened, and even forgot to cry.

  Her ears were buzzing, and for a moment she couldn't even hear any sound.

  The mandible was numb with pain, and he was lying on the ground like a creeping ant. The hand-embroidered cheongsam had also broken open the two buckles on the front of his chest.

Ling Wanxing stared coldly at her figure kneeling at her feet, furious: "The third child, do you still remember what you said last night? It's only a day's time. What maddening scandal have you done? ?

  You are really shameless, you still dare to pretend to be the savior of the fourth child? Did you put me in your eyes, or where did you come from? "

  Ling Mi looked up at Ling Wanxing with her mouth tilted up, her eyes were in a daze, and there was only a clear consciousness at the moment, and she was finished.

  From the moment the eldest brother appeared, she knew she was finished.

  Everything did not develop in the direction she expected.

  After the incident was revealed, she was not only beaten with a crooked face, but even trying to explain it was a wishful thinking.

  Why did she become like this? Why would she do these things like crazy?

  It’s love!

  I love him to the point of madness, to the point of deceiving with lies. In the final analysis, I just want him, I want to love him, I want to be a person who can coquettishly roll in his arms.

Is    wrong?

  Ling Wan Xing looked at Ling Mi’s eyes with contempt spreading, and there was more hatred in addition to distress.

  He pointed at her, angrily: "Go back, I will take care of you!"

After a moment of precipitation, Ling Wanxing closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned to Qin Baiyu’s cool gaze, he said straightforwardly: "The fourth child is right, Xiaoyu will go back and give me a share of the cost of the engagement banquet. For this engagement banquet, I have invited everyone from Ling's family to come to a joke!"

  Mo Liangyu opened his mouth. He was stupid and deserved to be deceived by Ling Mi, but he felt that it was not appropriate to let the eldest brother bear the cost, "Big brother, actually don’t need..."

Before he finished his words, Qin Baiyu's deep pupils looked at him, and he paused in a deep voice: "I still have a long memory?!"

  Mo Liangyu lowered his eyes and closed his mouth. He didn't dare to disobey the fourth brother, but he felt a little warm in his heart. He felt that the fourth brother was doing this entirely out of self-defense.

  After all, he was completely exploited and paid the wrong way, and ended up in a farce.

  Ling Wanxing glanced at Qin Baiyu again, and when he felt he was biased, he heard him say: "Her trust fund is enough to pay for this engagement banquet."

  Ling Mi is stupid!

  The trust fund is a fixed property left to them by the ancestors of the Ling family. They are worried that the younger generation will burn the money indiscriminately, so it will be kept in the family trust company.

  If her trust is moved, it is equivalent to breaking all her back.

  Even if she can only receive the trust fund regularly and quantitatively, it is a very considerable amount every month.

  Ling Mi pulled Ling Wanxing's trousers on the ground, kept pulling him, shaking his head and whimpering.

  Ling Wanxing lifted her leg and shook her hand away, the gloom between her eyebrows receded a bit, looking at Qin Baiyu, her expression relaxed, "Forget it!"

  Qin Baiyu stared at him, he was 38 years old, and he still had to compete with Xiaoyu. How about measurement?

  (End of this chapter)

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