Huang's father listened to Qian Yikun's words, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Qian Yikun was clear about the light in his eyes.

"My daughter has already been like this, and I don't want to make things too ugly. Originally, I knew she was too headstrong in my daughter's affairs, but now it seems that my daughter has become like this because of the woman just now."

Qian Yikun quietly waited for him to finish his next words.

"My nephew, you are mainly responsible for my daughter's madness if you don't talk in secret." The more Huang Fu said, the more excited he was. It was obvious that his daughter's madness was directly related to her.

Qian Yikun's expression has finally changed, "why does Ling Qianjin become crazy? I think Mr. Huang should go to ask if Ling Qianjin has done anything shameful. If there is evidence, Mr. Huang can bring it out. But when he says that let me marry Ling Qianjin, I think for your face, you'd better not say it." Qian Yikun holds the facial expression, directly blocked the words that Huang Fu wants to say behind.

Huang's father is not a fool. He said so much, but he wanted to continue to marry Qian's family. Before his daughter did that, he had no face to mention it to Qian's family. But now, just now, he finally found a reason.

One can not only let his daughter get married, but also let himself get involved with the money family, killing two birds with one stone.

The abacus is loud, but it depends on whether he is willing or not.

Huang Fu was told by Qian Yikun that he was beaten in the face.

And it's still loud.

"You, you --"

"That's what Huang always says. Then Mr. Huang can go without saying. You Huang's family have done a good job in this ability of gossiping Qian Yikun said mercilessly, anyway, this kind of person is not worthy of mercy.

Huang Fu's face turned red and he watched Qian Yikun leave here, but he had nothing to do.

In the morning, there are burnt ashes in the place where the game has been roasted. Can you look back carefully all the way and find no one following.

After whistling and waiting for a while, a man came out from behind the big tree.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair with a thick blanket over his knee. Behind him, a young girl who was 17 or 18 years old pushed the wheelchair for him.

The huge sunglasses covered his face, but the gentle smile made people think that this man would be a gentle person.

In the past, she slowly squatted down and leaned on the man's legs. Now she is like a child, completely free of her anger.

The man's slender white fingers fell on the back of her head, gently stroking.

"Qian Yikun has been doubting me, and ye Cong is also checking Mo Tian." Murphy said in a low voice, "and they're going to do it on the fifth. I don't think slippers know what Tigger's business is?"

"Of course he doesn't know." The man said, looking up at Murphy, "and he doesn't need to know."

"That bastard." Cried Murphy, gnashing his teeth.

The corner of the man's lip was hooked up again. "I thought you would give up the way to marry him."

"Since he doubts me, let his doubts come true." Could it be that he was indignant and obviously angry.

The girl behind the man pursed her mouth and secretly laughed. Could it be that she looked up at her discontentedly and tried not to smile.