Chapter 351

"You..." Lin Bai was so angry that his lips trembled slightly. Before he said anything, Feng Chi's clenched fist had already fallen on Lin tie's face. Lin tie was thrown to the ground like this. "I'll teach you how to speak for your father today."

Lin tie's face suddenly swelled up a red hill. He stood up and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were also stained with scarlet. The place where he was shot not long ago was still in pain. The pain wave after wave made his face look a little ferocious.

With all his strength, he waved his fist to Feng Chi's face. But she was held by Lin Bai. She said, "stop it. What does it look like to fight in front of your elders?"

"I, Lin tie, have never suffered a loss. It makes no sense to let me get this blow in vain." With that, he threw Lin Bai, who was pulling his sleeve, to one side and waved his fist to Feng Chi.

"Today, I'll teach you a good lesson. Our Lin family doesn't have your share."

He swung his fist and beat Feng Chi backward. He tripped over the coffee table and fell to one side.

At this time, Lin tie's anger has made his eyes burning hot. He rides Fengchi and wrestles with him regardless of the occasion. Fengchi stares at him and looks like he has drunk too much, and his anger also rushes up in an instant.

"Stop it Lin Jianxiong suddenly stood up. His face was very blue. The lines on his face seemed deeper, and his lips trembled slightly.

Mrs. Lin also stood up, took Lin Jianxiong's arm, and yelled to the two men with red eyes on the ground: "what do you look like? Do you have to make us two old people angry?"

But the two men did not pay attention, a face is not you die or I live the expression of determination.

Lin Bai bit his teeth and got up from the sofa. He went forward to pull off Lin tie, who was sitting on Feng Chi's body.

With a wave of his hand, she knocked her leg on the corner of the tea table and fell heavily on the sofa.

"Dad Their scuffle stopped in Lin Bai's heartrending cry.

Lin Jianxiong suddenly covered his chest, his brows tightly screwed together, and slowly slid down on the sofa.

Mrs. Lin called anxiously: "husband, husband, what's the matter with you?"

She seemed to be in a panic. Her voice was trembling and she called out: "housekeeper, housekeeper, bring me your medicine."

Lin Bai ran to Lin Jianxiong's side in a hurry with pain in his body. He supported him with worry in his eyes. He took the medicine from the housekeeper and helped him take it. His eyes suddenly turned red. "Dad, don't worry. I'm still here."

She stood up, eyes coldly swept Feng Chi and Lin tie's face, tone without any feelings to say: "you two get out of my way."

"Cousin..." the anger in Lin tie's eyes gradually dissipated. He knew he was wrong and wanted to be forgiven. But his words were firmly interrupted by Lin Bai, "I said let you go."

Lin tie angrily turned and left, but Feng Chi still stood in the same place.

He stood there with a wound on his face and a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"I said go away, didn't you hear me?" Lin Bai shook his lower lip and looked at him angrily.

A little hesitation flashed in Feng Chi's eyes. He thought about it and said, "Xiao Bai, I'm sorry. I just saw him lose his head to you like that."

But she couldn't hear a word. She didn't look at the wound on his face and said coldly, "you go first."

He looked at Lin Jianxiong, who was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, and said softly, "take good care of your uncle. Call me if you need to."

Seeing that Lin Bai turned his head to one side, he sighed softly and turned to leave.

In LAN's building, Lan Qing simply looked through the headlines of the major newspapers, glanced at the bold headlines one by one, and showed a satisfied look on his face.

He looked up at Li Lin, nodded approvingly and said, "well done, what measures has Lin taken now?"

"Mr. LAN, no one in Lin's family has come out to respond." Li Lin said without expression.

With a trace of complexity in his eyes and a meaningful look on his face, he said: "Lin Jianxiong is really calm."

"To inform those media and continue to follow up the reports, I'd like to see how Lin will end this time." Lan Qing raised his head and his eyes fell on her.

She nodded and said, "yes, Mr. LAN."

They took a tacit look at each other, as if watching with their own eyes that a bomb was put down and bought. Then they quietly waited for a specific time, exploded under a specific stimulus, and then detonated everyone's nerves, leaving everyone dead.

For a long time, he stood up gently and walked to the edge of the wine cabinet. His high-grade customized shirt and trousers looked very neat, and his tall figure seemed to have a kind of quiet ferocity.

"It's just the beginning." He poured a glass of wine for himself, playing with the crystal glass of Hermes in his hand, looking out of the window at the whole busy city with deep and wise eyes.

Li Lin hesitated for a moment and asked: "Mr. LAN, if you really want to do this, do you need to ask your wife's opinion? She has never advocated being the enemy of Lin. after all, there are still many interests between our two enterprises... "

"Is that the first day you met me?" Lan Qing turned around, because against the light, the expression on his face was not very clear, but his words were with a trace of unquestionable determination.

"In business, where can we have forever friends? What's more, the Lin family has already taken the lead. How can LAN have the reason to sit and wait to die?"

She lowered her eyes, nodded obediently, and turned out of the president's office.

Happy days seem to come quietly to Li Qingning, everything presents a school of years of quiet good Enron.

She sat behind her desk with a pencil in her hand, but her mind was full of the figure of the man, his smile, and his voice. Before she knew it, his name was written on the painting in front of her.

When he Jiawen passed by her desk with coffee, he couldn't help feeling a faint sense of loss when he looked at the imperceptible happiness and joy at the corner of her mouth. So speed up the pace, bow back to their seats.

Love is like a fan. Fantasy. Agent, with gorgeous fragrance, let people crazy for it, but it can always maintain the best appearance in the imagination.

Everyone in love always thinks that their love is deep and deep, deeper than the biggest rift in the world, but time will tell you that it is just a shallow Gulf. The deepest feelings must be polished by time.

What Li Qingning doesn't know is that with her love growing up together, there is also Lan Qing's vigorous counterattack.

Love only let her smell the fragrance, but did not smell the taste of sour tears.