Reborn 1980, Dr. Su became popular in the XNUMXs

I hate that he fell in love with little sister at first sight, I hate that he actually has the key to little sister's house, I hate that he completely wiped out the Lin family.

She even hated her for escaping again and again and ruining her chess game.

Lin Manrong would only feel at ease if she could seize the helm position and hold the foundation of the Lin family in her own hands.

Or, according to what Mr. Jiang said, send him to see God once and for all.

As for that dead girl, I believe that the powerful old man will not let me down.

She secretly went to Li Yong's place every day, and the two spent more and more time secretly discussing.

Lin Manrong, who had nowhere to vent the evil fire in her heart, began to stay at Li Yong's temporary residence even at night.

Although he is not Ling Yicheng, through alcohol and nicotine, Lin Manrong's suppressed carnival and crazy criticizing factor was finally released by Li Yong.

The days passed quickly. Su Xiaoli's injuries were almost healed and she started going to school normally.

Gu Feihan had to rush back to Pengcheng, and he had accumulated a lot of work that he needed to handle personally.

Before leaving, he secretly warned: "Don't think too much, leave it to me... and your brother to solve Lin Er's matter."

Concealing the truth from her own man... After practicing these days, Su Xiaoli has become very calm.

Reciprocating courtesy, she immediately looked good.

Su Xiaoli blinked her big eyes, with a look of innocent expectation on her face, imitating James's example and nodding like a fool.

He said happily: "Then I'll leave it to you. I'll prepare for the final exam with peace of mind."

Gu Feihan breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his eyebrows, rubbed her little head with a smile, and kissed her gently.

Ling Yicheng stabilized the situation on Hong Kong Island and wanted to return to Qingzhou.

Lin Manrong gave him a plan in her nightclub and put it into practice for him.

Poor excuse.

It is also the real purpose - to "love" each other and send him on his way with all his heart.

Lin Manrong stood outside the door and looked through the crack in the door.

The music in the private room was deafening.

Lin Manrong looked past the demons dancing in the center of the room and stared at the man she had "paid by mistake".

Under the blurry and shining neon lights, Ling Yicheng had a faint smile on his face, showing a bit of naughtiness and looseness. His back was buried in the sofa and his legs were crossed on the coffee table.

The whole person blends in with the darkness, like a cheetah hidden in the feasting.

The white smoke rising from the fingertips also concealed the man's subtle sense of distance.

It's unapproachable, but there's something inexplicably intoxicating about it.

Surrounding him were two or three women in tight-fitting dresses who were "unclothed."

Lin Manrong was really reluctant to give him to these women.

Who says women don’t have the desire to conquer?
It's a pity that this man blocked her way, went against her will, and rejected her love. There was only "death".

There are a thousand ways to kill a person, each more bloody than the last, but he still has to be returned to the old man so that their family can be reunited.

Lin Manrong gritted her teeth.

"Second Miss, the boat has been arranged." A waiter said respectfully behind her.

Lin Manrong raised her eyebrows, automatically ignored the inexplicable waves in her heart, and smiled: "Okay, then send it to him."

"Yes." The waiter took a step back, arranged the wine glasses on the plate, and pushed the door open.

The flickering light was dazzling, and the music made the ceiling tremble.

Ling Yicheng allowed the ecstasy and intense music in the private room to hit him one after another.

It’s finally time to go back to Cheongju.

The hard work during these days was not in vain. The police also gave him clear instructions - prepare to close the net.

Although he knew that he was about to face trial and prison, he still had hope of landing. The promise made to snack food can finally be explained.

Just thinking about it makes me so excited that I can't contain myself.

He lowered his eyes and hid the unclear smile at the corner of his mouth. He flicked another cigarette with his well-joined fingers and bit it between his teeth. He touched the lighter and turned his head to light the cigarette.

He knew snackers didn't like the smell of smoke.

But proper smoking can make you feel happier, just like now.

"Brother Cheng, don't just smoke. I'll give you a sip of wine." A woman beside him whispered.

The woman came over with a wine glass in her hand, hooked her shoulders, and hooked his trousers with her three-inch stiletto heels.

The eyes are flattering and lingering.

The sound is crisp and soft.

Show that happiness is easily accessible to anyone.

Ling Yicheng spit out a mouthful of white mist and curled his lips slightly, but his eyes were full of ridicule and he remained motionless.

He has always been sensitive to danger, and became even more cautious after coming to Hong Kong Island.

He held the cigarette in his mouth and squinted at the woman from the corner of his eyes. A cold light flashed in his eyes, "I like to dance these days. You can dance for me first. If it looks good, I will drink."

"Brother Cheng is so annoying. He feeds you mouth to mouth, okay?"

The woman twitched the corners of her mouth, her smile stiffened, and she was nervous and frightened, but she still pretended to say it casually.

The task given by the second lady is to make him drink this glass of wine.

"What do you think?" Ling Yicheng joked mischievously and blew out a smoke ring.

After several rounds, Ling Yicheng still had not touched a drop of wine.

The woman swallowed her saliva, fearing that her heartbeat would be too fast and expose her flaws.

She was getting more and more anxious... She was about to say something, but before she could say anything, a man pushed the door open and entered.

Chen Liang, the leader of Feihu Hall, strode over.

Chen Liang glanced at the woman unkindly, waved his arm, and pushed her aside, as if he regarded her as the biggest stumbling block in life: "I can't even serve a man, I hate it."

The scar on Hall Master Chen's right eye was particularly scary. The woman hurriedly moved and stood up to make way for him.

"Ah Cheng, you are indeed here, making it difficult for me to find you!"

Chen Liang sat down, his tone a little deeper and a little more irritable than before.

"Brother Liang has something to do with me?" Ling Yicheng was confused.

This person had partnered with him at sea, and they had been shot by the police together. Their relationship was always closer than that of the other hall leaders.

It was through him that I learned a lot about Yilin.

"I heard that you were going back to the mainland. I rushed here to see you off. Why did you leave so suddenly without saying a word?"

Chen Liang asked carelessly and unceremoniously.

Ling Yicheng smiled faintly and covered up the confusion in his eyes, "What did I think happened? It's okay. I'll go back and take care of some small things. I'll be back soon."

"Speaking of which, when you come back, I'm afraid Mr. Lin will abdicate. When you take over in the future, don't forget your brother."

Chen Liang stared straight at him.

Ling Yicheng put out the cigarette.

"Brother Liang, you're welcome. I'm just helping the old man support Man Rong. The second lady of the Lin family has the final say in the future."

Chen Liang's eyes were moved, and the lines between his eyebrows became deeper. Instead of following Ling Yicheng's words, he complained loudly:

"Since Yilin was founded, Lao Ma has been doing his best. When you become a talker, we will respect you just like we respect the old man." (End of Chapter)