Failed Boss

Chapter 161 The War Between Men (1)
Baili Hanchu's expression was indifferent, and his tone was calm: "It's normal to have a few friends of the opposite sex, it's not like everything is as unbearable as you imagine."

Aqiusha still didn't give up, "No, young master, I saw that man kiss Xiao Guaiguai with my own eyes!"

Baili Hanchu curled his lips lightly, and his shallow smile had a shocking arc: "So what?" After finishing speaking, he looked away, hugged the girl and left.

What Aqiusha did made Murong Jing understand that this seemingly docile and weak girl was actually so vicious in her mind!

Looking back on the past, Murong Jing felt that he was so stupid, to be led by the nose by this unpredictable girl, and play around like crazy!
Murong Jing cast a disgusted glance at the distressed girl on the ground, and walked away with long legs.

Aqiusha was still crying from behind: "Dad...Dad, don't abandon me."

Ken snorted lightly, put his arms around Murong Wan who had a complicated expression beside him, and left.

The autumn wind was blowing cool, and the sapphire blue curtains in the study fluttered gently, and Aqiusha cried like a dog abandoned by its owner.

in the hospital.

Murong Chong, who was covered in plaster or splints in many places, was lying on the hospital bed, feeling very agitated!

It was because of his impulsiveness that Aqiusha's illegitimate daughter tricked him into driving him out, and he got into this horrible state!Really depressed!

Murong Chong was so annoyed that he wanted to pat the bed, only then did he realize that his arm was still in plaster, and he was very depressed.

Jiang Yunhua's eyes were red, her face was tired, and there were obvious dark circles around her eyes. It seemed that she hadn't had a good rest in the past two days.

Ling Feng walked in with the thermos, looked at their mother and son, with a touch of distress in his eyes, took a deep breath, with the gentlest smile on his face, "Chong'er, are you awake, are you hungry? Uncle Ling Feng made your favorite drunken shrimp, do you want to try it?"

Murong Chong said angrily: "Uncle Ling Feng, you licensed murderer, didn't you see that my young master has plaster casts on both arms? How do you eat?"

Thinking of his mother feeding him bite by bite for the past two days, Murong Chong felt so useless!

Ling Feng didn't take it seriously, "A man can bend and stretch, but what's wrong with being injured? Come, uncle feeds you!" As he said, he excitedly opened the white thermos bucket, bursts of tempting aroma rushed towards him.

Murong Chong swallowed unconsciously, but he was still tough on the surface.

Ling Feng held a shelled drunken shrimp and handed it to his lips, "Come, try uncle's handicraft."

Murong Chong turned his head to one side, not to let himself be tempted by that tempting drunken shrimp, manly man, he doesn't want Uncle Ling Feng to feed him!

Ling Feng was not discouraged, and he said persuasively: "Chong'er, if you don't eat what Uncle Ling Feng feeds you, then when Uncle Ling Feng is too old to move, he will be embarrassed to let you feed Uncle Ling Feng. How pitiful is Uncle Ling Feng, isn't it?"

As Murong Chong listened, he couldn't help but think of Uncle Ling Feng's gray hair and tooth loss when he got old, and burst out laughing, "Hehehe, Uncle Lingfeng, you must be wrinkled and ugly when you get old!"

Ling Feng smiled and said: "Yes, yes, so Chong'er, you can do as long as you want, and finish eating the drunken shrimp that Uncle Ling Feng fed?"

Murong Chong's black grape-like eyeballs twirled around in their sockets, and finally couldn't stand the temptation of delicious food. He opened his mouth and swallowed the food that Ling Feng sent over, and his eyes lit up, wow, the shrimp meat is delicious and sweet , making people want to swallow their tongues together.

"Is it delicious?" Ling Feng asked.

Murong Chong said vaguely: "Yeah, it's delicious, Uncle Lingfeng, you are so powerful, you can not only kill people, but also cook!"

Jiang Yunhua was a little bit dumbfounded, Chong'er, this child, was open-mouthed, but Ling Feng still had a way, let him eat in a few words, you must know that she has to talk for a long time every time in the past two days, this proud son Ken opened his mouth to eat what she fed.

Ling Feng took another shrimp and put it into his mouth, "Hehe, if Chong'er likes to eat, Uncle Ling Feng will make it for you every day."

"Really? Uncle Ling Feng, you are so kind! That bad old man in my family is not even one ten-thousandth of yours!" Murong Chong swallowed the food in his mouth, after all, he was a child under twenty , just said what was in his heart.

The speaker has no intention but the listener has the intention, the smile on Jiang Yunhua's face suddenly disappeared.

That's right, over the years, that ruthless man has never fed Wan Wan and Chong Er, nor has he taken them to an amusement park, let alone cook for them himself.

The smile on Ling Feng's face stagnated slightly, and he said as usual, "Wanwan and you were raised by my uncle. In my uncle's heart, you are the same as my children. Uncle naturally treats you well."

"Smart words!" A cold and angry voice came from behind, it was Murong Jing who was striding over.

Ling Feng turned his head and saw the man stretched out his hand and grabbed the hem of his shirt, looked down at the back of the man's veined hand, then put the bowl in his hand on the side cabinet, raised his eyes faintly Said: "Murong, what are you doing?"

Murong Jing looked at the man in white robe and normal expression in front of him, gritted his silver teeth, and said forbearance: "Ling Feng, you and I are classmates, we have known each other for many years, are they all fake?"

Ling Feng felt a little uneasy in his heart, did Murong Jing already know about that? "Murong, what are you talking about? Of course we are good friends!"

Murong Jing was about to say something, but Murong Chong, who couldn't stand it anymore, shouted: "Murong Jing, you bad old man, let go of Uncle Ling Feng! What are you doing here? You are not welcome here!"

Jiang Yunhua looked at the two men who were at war, and didn't know why Murong Jing came here suddenly, let alone why he said these inexplicable words to Ling Feng.

Murong Jing cast his eyes on his son who was bandaged like a mummy on the hospital bed, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were full of distress, his son, his son who was so high-spirited and unruly, turned into this!
All because of him!
Ling Feng, this man with ulterior motives!Giving him a wrong dna identification report led to all this!
Murong Jing cast his eyes on Ling Feng again, and the big hands that grabbed onto his white robe tightened again, the tightness around his neck almost made Ling Feng unable to breathe.

Ling Feng's jade-like face flushed pink, "Murong, let go!"

Jiang Yunhua came over and stretched out her hand to pull away Murong Jing, a man who seemed to be crazy. The moment she touched his arm, she realized that his whole body was tense.

(End of this chapter)