Stepping on her husband's bottom line by mistake

Chapter 1192 Cousin-in-law (2)

Therefore, seeing Leng Haotian dare to visit the door this time, he was extremely angry.

A few sons walked up, and before they took two steps, they found a big beautiful woman beside him.

This beauty seems familiar, take a closer look...

Isn't this Leng Haotian's new wife, Feng Linxue, the girlfriend of the fifth son Ji?

It seems... Leng Haotian's ex-girlfriend is Lin Xinye's sister, Lin Wanru!

Moreover, this group of young masters also participated in the [-]th anniversary celebration of Lin's enterprise last time.

At the meeting—it seems, it seems, this Feng Linxue is Lin Xinye's cousin?

Did Leng Haotian bring her new wife here to threaten or to show off?
Huang Siqi and the others were a little hesitant. First of all, it was naturally because of Leng Haotian's influence.

Since the Leng family cooperated with the Ling's consortium in the upper city, their momentum has been in full swing.

And secondly, they also knew Feng Linxue's identity, so they hesitated about her.

Although the Lin family does not recognize her identity...

But anyway, she has the blood of the Lin family in her body.

In case he really offended her, Mr. Lin got angry and gave their parents some eye drops...

They are not losing money!

Therefore, among the group of young masters, except for Lin Xinye who walked angrily at the front, the others automatically took three steps back.

Even if they retreat, they cannot completely withdraw from the encirclement. They are still waiting for a good show!

Sure enough, Leng Haotian and Feng Linxue looked around the room but didn't see the parents of the Lin family, not even Lin Wanru.

Feng Linxue would not go to fight without seeing her master.

She and Leng Haotian stood aside, picked up a glass of drink, and talked softly while drinking.

At this moment, Lin Xinye from the advance team had already walked over and said indifferently.

"Sorry, you are not welcome here, please leave!"

Leng Haotian raised his eyebrows, leaned against the pillar to look at him, held a glass of wine in his hand, and shouted loudly with a bright tone on purpose.

(End of this chapter)