"Qiqi, give your mobile phone to your grandfather." Leng Shaoheng said to Qiqi.

"Oh." Seven seven should be a, and then went back to the cold in front of the old man, the watch on the bed, "Dad let you listen to the phone."

After that, Qi Qi took a proud look at the cold old man and hummed again.

Looking at Qi Qi's appearance, Leng was angry again and picked up the children's telephone watch on the sickbed.

"What are you talking about?" Cold old son not good spirit of say.

"Qiqi, I'll let the servant take her abroad later." Leng Shaoheng opened his mouth and said in a cold tone. This is not the tone of the request, but the notice.

"Who dares to take Qiqi today?" Cold old man's voice suddenly raised a few decibels, angry.

"If you don't let go, I'll go back and get Qiqi myself." Cold Shaoheng continues to say, the cold meaning in the tone is even more.

"You dare! If you dare to take Qiqi away, I'll break the father son relationship with you! " Cold old man directly put a hard word.

The phone pressed hands-free, cold old man's words, word for word fell into Shen Qingqing's ears, she heard clearly.

"Cut off, cut off, that's what you said."

Leng Shaoheng is not afraid at all, and continues to say coldly, as if the threat of the old man doesn't matter to him at all. It's just a trivial matter.

"Leng Shaoheng! Are you going to go against the sky? Are you going to fly Cold old man was so angry that he trembled all over. His hands holding the telephone and watch were trembling. He could crush the telephone and watch in the next second.

"My wings have been hard for a long time." Leng Shaoheng said coldly, "if Qing Qing hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't have stayed in Leng's house for a few years."

After hearing this, Shen Qingqing pulls Leng Shaoheng's clothes with her hand, shakes her head, frowns tightly, and indicates with her eyes that she wants him not to be so impulsive.

After all, now that Mr. Leng has just finished an operation and has just been sober for a short time, it's better not to confront him, so as not to make him feel angry again, or make him feel angry. That's not worth the loss.

Leng Shaoheng turned his face and knew what Shen Qingqing was worried about. He stretched out his long arm and put her in his arms.

"I knew that Shen Qingqing had no good intentions when she came near you. Now she even bewitched you to leave the cold home! You son of a bitch, you are really possessed by ghosts The cold old man hated that iron was not made of steel. He was so angry that his teeth itched.

"I think your wings are really hard now, and you want to fly. You don't pay attention to me at all, only Shen Qingqing is in your eyes!"

The cold old man was so angry that his face turned red. Maybe he was too excited to breathe. He began to cough violently.

"Cough, cough!"

Aunt Xiaolin hurried to the hospital bed, patted cold old man's back and gave him the gas.

"Look at your temper. What are you talking about?" Aunt Xiaolin comforts Mr. Leng.

"How could I have given birth to such a bad son? I knew that when he was born, I should have strangled him! I've brought him up so hard. I don't know how to be grateful. I'm still so contradicted and angry! "

The cold old man became more angry and coughed more and more frequently.

"It's true that the wings are hard and lawless. I don't know that heaven is high and earth is thick. For the sake of a woman, if you lose it, you will lose it. What's the matter! Cough, cough! Now I don't want the identity of the young master of the cold family, do I? "

The cold old man coughed and was furious.

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