Mo Mo is her little lucky star, pistachio, no matter how bad mood, as long as stay with him for a while, the mood will clear up.

Shen Qingqing hummed out of tune and began to cook happily and attentively.

Outside in the living room, the corner of his mouth rose happily, thinking that he could live more mummy for a while. It's good.

Here mother and son are warm and happy, but the air in the study of Leng's old house is cold and stagnant, and the wind and rain are coming.

Leng Yuwen was sitting on the carved mahogany chair. His face was as gloomy as the prelude of the storm. He was full of the breath of killing.

Sitting on the opposite chair, Leng Shaoheng's face was rather ugly, and his eyes seemed to be covered with frost.

Father and son looked at each other across the desk, and the air was full of gunpowder.

Silence, depression.

Xiaolin came in to deliver the tea, walked to the door and decisively withdrew, and brought it to the door.

She broke the silence by going in and out.

Leng Yuwen took the lead in saying: "I have to teach that woman today. If even she can hold me down and spread it out, I don't have to take this old face."

He is not for the sake of cold words, but for his face. His dignity is not to be challenged. Shen Qingqing must pay the price.

Another is that if she doesn't show her color, Shen Qingqing will really think that she has some ability. She doesn't pay attention to him, and continues to tangle with Leng Shaoheng, breaking his engagement with Charlotte.

He wants to tell Shen Qingqing that she has to understand how much she weighs. Some people and things are beyond her imagination.

"Dad, are you really going to have a hard time with a woman?" Leng Shaoheng's eyes flashed a trace of secret, and asked in a deep voice.

"What do you mean I can't get along with her?" Leng Yuwen asked angrily.

"She just wants to stay for a few days, and you have to do something to her. It's not meant to be hard. What is it?" Leng Shaoheng pauses, suppresses his anger, and tries to reason, "that day, Mo Mo held her in her arms, but she can't get her back. If you are usually a little better to Mo Mo, if you don't force me to marry Charlotte, will he not want to go home? So it's all up to you. Do you have a reason to attack an innocent woman? "

He didn't expect that the old man would go to Shen Qingqing in private. What's more, Shen Qingqing had the ability to make the old man so angry.

Did not expect that only looked at the soft deceptive rabbit, there are sharp teeth.

"Innocent woman?" Leng Yuwen sent out a very ironic sneer, "she wants to use ink to sit on the glory and wealth of the Leng family, such a woman, you call her innocent?"

He is intelligent in management, but so confused in emotion.

Leng Yuwen stares at him, really want to teach him a lesson, wake him up first, let him see the real face of that woman.

Leng Shaoheng is not afraid of the threat in his eyes, "if you still want me to marry Charlotte smoothly, don't touch her finger. Anyway, it's all the women I used to love. I won't just watch and do nothing."

"Are you declaring war on me, too?" Leng Yuwen pats the table and questions in an angry voice.

One or two really treat him as an old sick cat. Who dares to show his paws in front of him?

If they really don't do something, they will step up their efforts in the future and completely ignore him!

Leng Shaoheng frowned fiercely. He didn't want to make the relationship too rigid. His attitude was softer. "Dad, I didn't mean that."

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