The chaebol boss, spoiled

1692 Chapter 1744 Heart thief is hard to guard 7
"How dare you talk back to me!"

Leng Zong really asked people to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to adjust the video, knowing that she was indeed resisted into the Civil Affairs Bureau by his lawless son who did his own thing, what he said was true, and he was even more angry. What happened to him? Such a son, tied to someone to marry, is still a daughter-in-law who can't get into his eyes at all!

Leng Zong gave her a horrifying look: "Don't think that once you register, you can cook raw rice and cook it. I haven't agreed yet! It's not that easy to enter our Leng's house!"

Hearing that, there was the sound of a car driving into the yard outside the door, Xing Luo looked out through the window, it was Ye Ming coming home from get off work.

Leng Yeming pushed the door and came out, cold, tall, with a sharp glance, he saw her through the window, and her father and uncle who were playing chess around the chessboard, frowned, and walked in.

I was afraid that her father would ask her to have a surgery.

As soon as he entered, the cup of tea in Lengzong's hand fell on him, and his suit was instantly soaked with tea.

Xingluo took a deep breath, he knew that he would not pour tea for his father-in-law, but now, it was all poured on Yeming.

Leng Wei sat at the side: "You are angry enough. The matter is a foregone conclusion. Isn't it good to let them handle the children's affairs themselves? Children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

"Everything is up to him, it's against the sky, I'm not dead yet!"

Leng Yeming ignored the water stains on his chest: "If you have anything to say, you can finish the training at once, and I have to go upstairs to change clothes. As for the matter between me and your daughter-in-law, if you drink water, you know how warm it is. Don't worry about it." That peace of mind is good."

Leng Zong's voice was so angry that he picked up the ashtray next to him and threw it at him again. When Xingluo thought that he was hit by an ashtray last time, he rushed over without thinking, and blocked Leng Yejing. With a bang, the ashtray hit the back of her head directly.

Leng Yeming took a deep breath, his eyes turned cold: "Who told you to block it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xingluo relaxed.

Leng Yeming frowned, subconsciously supported her, and then lowered her head, she had already passed out.

Leng Ye glanced at his father: "You have done a good job! We have slept many times and have not taken any measures. If she has your grandson in her belly and is smashed by your ashtray, you will be killed in the middle of the night." Wait for your grandson to come and claim your life."

Hearing this, Leng Zong was so angry that he trembled, but seeing people being knocked unconscious by him, he couldn't help but feel a little moved when he heard his son's words, and burst into tears: "Such a weak physique still wants to give birth to a grandson for me, isn't it a mercenary? It’s so bad, you’ll faint from a single blow, and you can still live until now, why are you staring at me, why don’t you call a doctor?”

Without saying a word, Leng Yeming hugged him and went upstairs directly.

Carried him back to the bedroom, closed the door, put him on the bed, took off his suit, went to lock the marriage certificate in the lining pocket of the suit into the safe, then walked out, and glanced at the woman lying motionless on the bed .

"Okay, stop pretending, get up."

Xingluo opened his eyes suddenly: "How do you know I'm pretending, am I bad at acting?"

Leng Yeming clenched her brows tightly, pulled her up, pressed her head, touched the back of her head, felt a bulge, and growled: "My brain is flooded, what should I do? Sit down for me." Don’t move even once, just try it if you move!”

Leng Yeming went downstairs to fetch ice cubes, wrapped them in gauze, and gave her a cold compress.

(End of this chapter)