Some strange why Xiao Lin appeared here, and still full of anger.

However, before Ying Huaqing opened his mouth, he saw Xiao Lin raise his utensils angrily and smash it at the vase in his hand.

With a bang, Hua Lao quickly retreated.

Looking at the broken vase, he raised his head in shock, "Xiaolin..."

"Don't call me Xiaolin, you don't deserve to be called that name!"

Ying Huaqing's face also cooled down. Although he felt guilty about Xiao Lin's grandson, he was once the head of the family and an elder.

Now by a younger generation pointed at the nose and roared, this is a kind of provocation!

"Pay attention to your attitude!"

Xiao Lin originally had a problem with Ying Huaqing, but now he is so angry with Tang Xiaowei that he has no attitude.

He kicked the antique shelf next to him.

Ping Pang Pang, PI Li PA, each piece is a hundred million out of print antiques, broken to pieces.

These are all collected by Ying Huaqing. He wipes them with his heart every day. Now they are all broken and his heart is pumping.

However, not finished, only saw Xiao Lin go crazy like, toward inside a few steps, is a foot to kick down severely.

One shelf fell down, pressed into the back shelf, a whole row, all broken.

"Ying Xiaolin! What are you doing? "

Ying Huaqing is very angry. He is very old now. He doesn't even have a filial grandson. Only these antiques accompany him.

Should he even be deprived of his last company!

"What? Don't you see it? Smash your collection room and let you play with antiques

Xiao Lin's eyes were red with anger, just like a raging lion. He had no reason to speak of.

Antique antique!

He always has antiques in his eyes!

For the sake of antiques, you can not even have family affection!

Just for these broken things, he ignored his brother's death, and now his wife and children are in danger!

Looking at such a large collection room, Xiao Lin has already smashed half of it. Ying Hua's heart is cool, but at the same time, it is full of anger.

"Have you smashed enough?"

Ying Hua's whole body trembled with pure Qi, and he took Xiao Lin's hand and tried to stop him.

But do not want to be infuriated Xiao Lin, hand force a swing, directly to Ying Huaqing to throw away.

He staggered back two steps and nearly fell.

Fortunately, the old housekeeper stepped forward to help him, otherwise he would fall.

"Master, be careful."

This push almost broke Ying Huaqing's heart.

This is his grandson. He started to fight him!

He was angry with chest colic. He covered his chest with one hand and kept shaking.

"You, you, you You started with me. I'm your grandfather

"Shut up

Xiao Lin's eyes were red with anger, and his teeth were almost bleeding. His eyes were covered with blood, and he was staring at Ying Huaqing viciously.

"I don't have your grandfather!"

"You..."

Bang

Xiao Lin kicks over an antique stove next to him, full of anger and spurts out.

The voice was close to roaring, "what qualifications do you have to be my grandfather? At the beginning, my brother died miserably, and my mother was beaten to be disabled. You just ignored them for a few vases, and let Jiang Chan enter the door. Now what face do you have to blame me with my grandfather's identity?"

The voice of roar falls, Xiao Lin sees in the corner, those vase that fall full of ash.

The pupil shrinks violently, these vase, turn into ash, he also knows!

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