"Lingling, don\'t do this."

Fu Yunting grabbed her and coaxed her patiently: "although she is my life-saving benefactor, yes, but in my heart, you are the most important. Cheng Rongjiu did the warm thing, and I will get justice for warm."

Hearing the speech, Xia Ling stopped and looked at him, "Fu Yunting, Ji Linhan personally admitted that she did it, and she also said that you wouldn\'t do anything with her if you knew it. She just relied on your help. So fu Yunting, I\'m in a bad mood now. I don\'t want to see you. You let me be quiet."

With that, Xia Ling shook off Fu Yunting\'s hand and walked out quickly.

Fu Yunting is not in a beautiful mood at the moment.

Seeing Xia Ling\'s impatience, he immediately pulled his collar impatiently.

Just trying to catch up, Jiang Lingfeng came out of the elevator with a thermos cup in his hand.

They looked at each other and nodded to each other.

"Mr. Fu, I taught Cheng Rong 91 a lesson. You won\'t blame me."

Jiang Lingfeng walks up to Fu Yunting and opens his mouth expressionless.

Fu Yunting slightly raised his eyebrows. "How could it? I just wanted to."

He repeatedly targeted his wife. No matter who ordered him, since he wanted to carry the pot, he would certainly let him do it.

"That\'s good."

Jiang Lingfeng said, "I found some relationship to check some of his industries. Now his territory is being checked, and he has fled the country."

He\'s not a vegetarian who moved him.

Fu Yunting nodded, only feeling a little surprised.

As an entertainment industry, Jiang Lingfeng and Cheng Rongjiu can be described as well water without violating the river.

This time, it was like a rage for beauty.

His eyes moved down and fixed on the thermos cup in his hand. Something flashed in Fu Yunting\'s head.

Jiang Lingfeng doesn\'t like warmth!

But warm seems to like Jiang Lingyun!

"Well, I just saw my sister-in-law go out. Mr. Fu, you..."

When Jiang Lingfeng saw Fu Yunting\'s eyes sweeping towards the thermos cup in his hand, he coughed to hide his uneasiness.

"I\'ll leave first."

Fu Yunting regained his mind and hooked his lips towards Jiang Lingfeng, with a glimmer of interest in his eyes.

I\'ve always heard that the eldest son of the Jiang family is unsmiling and not close to women, but he doesn\'t want to. The person he likes is a sweet girl like warm.

He has to tell his wife the news.

My wife!

Where has she been!

Fu Yunting pinched his eyebrows with a headache and took the elevator downstairs.

On the other hand, Xia Ling was in a bad mood. After wandering aimlessly in her car, she went to her mother Lanmei\'s residence.

After entering the door, Lanmei was surprised. Her daughter came back at this time.

"Lingling, did you come back alone?"

Lanmei got up from the sofa and looked behind Xia Ling.

"Mom, I came back alone."

Xia Ling reluctantly smiled and sat on the sofa holding the pillow and didn\'t speak.

in bad mood?

LAN Mei bent her lips and asked, "what\'s the matter, Lingling? Something\'s wrong in her heart?"

She knows something happened to her daughter\'s best friend. What happened again?

"Nothing, just feel a little unhappy."

Xia Ling was upset. She put the pillow aside, hugged Lanmei\'s waist and smelled her mother\'s taste.

"What\'s the matter? Work or life?"

Lanmei fondled her daughter\'s beautiful hair and asked softly.

Xia Ling pursed her lips and finally vomited bitterness to her mother.

"Fu Yunting, don\'t make trouble with me."