One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 1221 Thanks for the invitation, has retired! (19)

  Lingqiong said that she wanted to call the police, but in fact she didn't mean to call the police.

  Han Jialiang reacted quickly and contacted her again, asking her not to call the police.

  Lingqiong cried anxiously while holding the phone.

  Looking at Mu Dongling’s strange expression of neurosis in my house.

  Han Jialiang certainly can't let Lingqiong go to the police at this time.

  The trouble came out, the Han family didn’t know about it.

  This is done, it is good for him.

  But if it fails, it's just watching him joke.

  Han Jialiang asked to investigate the middleman, trying to get him out.

  The other party is a habitual offender. When they find it, people will not know where to go.

  This man has no father, no mother, no wife, no children, not even a friend, even his identity is fake, and he can’t be caught at all.

   asked Lingqiong where to find the person, she cried and said that a friend had introduced it.

  Han Jialiang went to check, there was no problem.

   Just when Han Jialiang was so devastated about this matter, Han's father made a call irritably and asked him to go home.

  Han Jialiang was stabbed out by someone who thought it was a secret recipe.

  Who knew that when he went back, he was hit by Father Han with a photo.

  On the photo, it is surprisingly him and Qi Jiao.

  There are few photos, and they are not photos that he ‘bought’.

  But every one is better than the one he ‘buy’ back.

  Han Jialiang went up in anger. This seller is really interesting and honest.

   "Dad, this matter..."

  A text message pops up on the screen of Han Jialiang’s mobile phone. He didn’t want to read it, but the title is a little weird.

  [My dad’s little-known hobby in those years]

  Han Jialiang ghost almost went in.

  The photos of the target are much more shocking than the ones he just saw.

  Han Jialiang looked up at his furious father opposite, as if he was unbelievable, but also as weird and horrified.

   "What is your look? Ah!"

  Father Han’s own woman is entangled with his son. Can he not be angry?

  There are so many women in the world, who is not good for him?

  Han Jialiang put the phone in front of Han's father: "Is this why my father is angry?"

  "..."

  "..."

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  Han Jialiang had a big quarrel with Father Han. After calming down, it turned out that they were cheated by Qi Jiao.

  As soon as the father and son talked about it, Han Jialiang received a message from Lingqiong.

  The content is the photos of him and Qi Jiao, and Lingqiong’s questioning.

  [Who is she? Why are you... why are you doing this? I'm sorry, you have to find a woman outside and cuckold me. Han Jialiang is because I misunderstood or believed you, and broke up! ]

  Lingqiong crackled and typed, and there were accusations between the lines.

   Without waiting for Han Jialiang’s reply, she waited a while before compiling and sending it.

  [Han Jialiang, do you treat me as a fool? You said that the secret recipe was fake, and you paid the balance to the middleman. Did you lie to me with the middleman? I called the police! ]

  Mu Dongling was looking at Lingqiong, with a simple and harmless smile, and typed it word by word.

  She obviously got the photo of Han Jialiang cheating long ago.

  Why did you send it to Han Jialiang at this time?

  And the next few words...

  Mu Dongling took out his mobile phone, took a look at the call, and pushed the wheelchair to the side to answer the call.

   "Master, something happened to the Han family."

   Mu Dongling raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

   "Han father and son broke out in scandal..."

  Mu Dongling hung up the phone and watched the spread with his mobile phone, which was full of headlines.

  The scandal just broke out here, and she was there to send a message to Han Jialiang...

  Before she edited the message, what was she doing?

  Mu Dongling recalled carefully and made sure she had made a phone call before then.

  In combination with her, she said before, ‘Let Han Jialiang know that people’s hearts are sinister’, so she did most of this.

  Mu Dongling pondered for a moment, and combined what she had said before with the text message just now.

  He had a bold guess.

  She dug such a hole for Han Jialiang.

  What kind of middleman, she is clearly the first to cooperate.

  He heard that she was sharing the spoils with each other, and when he was holding his mobile phone to count the money, he was so happy that he was about to go to heaven.

  Rake it now.

  It happened at this time that Han Jialiang was having an affair with other women, as if he had completely confirmed the fact that he and other women lied to her secret recipe.

  Han Jialiang, even if he suspects Lingqiong, there is no evidence, and he has no words.

   Mu Dongling pushed the wheelchair over, "Your dealer’s secret recipe...Did you give it to Han Jialiang?"

   "How is it possible, my dad can't kill me yet." Father Zhuang can treasure the secret recipe handed down from the ancestors—although Father Zhuang can recite it.

   "Then what did you give him?"

   "Of course it's fake." Ling Qiong didn't conceal the meaning at all, "Han Jialiang wants to cheat from me and doesn't look at what he is doing."

  Mu Dongling didn't know that Han Jialiang still had this thought.

  "When did you find out?"

  This question is not easy to answer.

   said that not long ago, wasn’t that just admitting that he had a bad vision and was deceived by a scumbag?

  It can be said that she found out a long time ago, and she appeared incompetent. It took so long to deal with Han Jialiang.

  The pit of the original owner is not easy to fill.

  Lingqiong cautiously cast out the universal answer at the end: "Guess."

  Mu Dongling can guess where.

  "Aren't you afraid that Han Jialiang will find you?"

  The little girl was triumphant: "He can find me, so have I been a gangster all these years?"

  What if you find it.

  Laughing to death, what can he do to himself?

   Mu Dongling sneered, "Are you not afraid of me saying it?"

  Lingqiong tilted her head to look at him. After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly came over in two steps, bent down, and looked into the depths of his eyes.

  The delicate and beautiful face is full of serious colors.

   The two silently looked at each other.

  In the end, Lingqiong smiled first, with inexplicable trust in her sweet and soft voice: "Brother Mu, you won't tell others."

  Mu Dongling was a little uncomfortable with her eyes.

  He turned the wheelchair to the side and poured himself a glass of water.

"how do you know?"

"I just know it."

   "You are so confident."

   Lingqiong touched her cheek, her eyebrows and eyes were bent into beautiful little crescents, "I am cute after all."

   "..." Mu Dongling shook his head and sighed, "Zhuang Mianmian, please point your face."

  What's the use of having a face.

   Lingqiong pinched her clothes and muttered: "I want brother."

  Mu Dongling turned his head abruptly, but Lingqiong looked at the screen while holding the phone, but did not notice his gaze.

  Mu Dongling's lips opened, but he didn't ask if it came out.

  He twisted his head and pushed the wheelchair to the French window in the living room, looking at the courtyard outside.

  Is he auditory hallucination just now...or did she really say such shameless things?

  I must have heard something wrong.

  No matter how shameless she is, she can never say such a thing.

  After all, before, they didn't wait to see each other.

   Mu Dongling breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down the strange heartbeat, and turned to look at the people in the living room.

  The little girl had already sat down, her legs folded on the coffee table, paralyzed very casually.

  A smile spreads across the corners of her delicate lips, which is enough to show that she is very happy at this time.

  Those emotions entangled her closely, so that the little girl was full of vigor.

  (End of this chapter)