"You kick me?"

"You can't see with your eyes? You're kicking it." Ling Nuanqing also wanted to smash the things in his hand on him, but I thought about it and don't waste these foods.

"You are so brave."

"Mr. Ling is happy now. Can I leave?"

Ling Shaocheng glanced over Ling Nuanqing from top to bottom, "You said if I didn't catch you back then, where would you be?"

"I've gone with the squad leader and the children have all been born, okay?"

"How do you feel when you see someone's daughter?"

Ling Shaocheng, a big pervert, likes to build his happiness on the pain of others the most. Ling Nuanqing acted as a gesture to rub his eyes, "Sad, sad, heartbroken..."

Ling Shaocheng held her wrist and pulled her to him, and saw clearly that there was no tears in her eyes, and then he threw away her hand.

"I can do whatever reaction you like, sad and angry? Painful? Bao Jun is satisfied."

"So, don't you feel it?"

"Even if he is not married now and we can be together, I will not choose him anymore. He does not have the ability to protect me."

Ling Nuanqing looked straight into the man's eyes, "So please ask Mr. Ling to show his strength..."

"Do you think I care? You have so many men in the past five years, what is Cheng Yici?"

Ling Nuanqing was already invulnerable to swords and guns. Ling Shaocheng's words could not be dug into her heart. She turned around and left, and her lonely figure was pulled into a long way.

Ling Shaocheng himself didn't understand why he was entangled like this. Now that his son is in his hands, what else is there for this woman to be close to?

On the day when the tattoo studio opened, Ling Nuanqing and Fan Xiaozhu were busy in the store.

Ling Nuanqing put out the fruit plate and snacks, and someone knocked on the door outside. "Hello."

She walked out two steps and saw the other party wearing a flower shop work clothes, "Someone is sending a flower basket."

Ling Nuanqing couldn't think of who it would be. She walked outside and saw a large truck parked at the door, filled with flower baskets.

The staff were moving the flower baskets down one by one, and Ling Nuanqing was stunned, "Are all these for us?"

"Yes, you can count it, there are a total of one hundred."

"Who gave it?"

The man placed two flower baskets at the door of the store, "There are names on it."

Ling Nuanqing looked at one of them, which said, "Old Love" and Wang Amao."

The other one said that the old lover, Zhao Agou.

Isn't this intentional entertainment?

Fan Xiaozhu came out of the house, "Good, who is this big deal?"

She glanced at the name on the flower basket and her face turned pale. "Which bastard did this?"

Soon, the door of the studio was filled with various flower baskets, and the names were quite strange. The old lady was twenty-year-old, Qian Tiezhu.

What else is Li Damao?

Ling Nuanqing asked the people from the flower shop to put the flower baskets along the sides, a total of 100, which was so majestic.

Ling Shaocheng was sitting in the office at this time, listening to Ming Yue answering the phone, "I understand."

The assistant hung up the call and looked at him, "Mr. Ling, I sent all the flower baskets as you ordered."

The man turned the signature pen in his hand, thinking of the anger that Ling Nuanqing might have, the corners of his mouth had already opened.

"What did she say? Is it a mess?"

"No," Mingyue stood next to him before saying. "The flower shop said... the lady asked when she received the flower baskets."

"Ask who gave it?"

"She asked if these flower baskets had been given money."

After all, one hundred are also a considerable number of pens.

Ling Shaocheng's face froze slightly, "What's the matter?"

"As soon as she heard that she had given money, she took it so happily. She took off all the cards on it with Fan Xiaozhu in the store."

The flower baskets I sent now support Ling Nuanqing's storefront. There are other stores on one street and opened on the same day, but others can't keep up with her attitude.

Ling Shaocheng slapped the signing pen on the table. He felt very upset when he heard Ling Nuanqing's indifferent reaction.

Dust tattoo studio.

As the store opened, there were many customers. Brightly colored balloons tied to the railings and flower trees in the yard. Several couples came in. Ling Nuanqing and Fan Xiaozhu hurriedly greeted him.

After a while of busyness, I heard the sound of the door being pushed open violently, and the hanging wind chimes hitting a harsh sound.

A few men walked in, looked at Yu Chang standing beside him, and asked directly, "Who is Ling Nuanqing?"

The other party's tone was not good, Yu Chang's face suddenly pulled down, and Ling Nuanqing hurriedly got up, "There is no such person here."

The man had seen the photo of Ling Nuanqing and recognized her at a glance, "You are looking for."

"Is there anything wrong?"

The man looked at the store, and there were still many people standing. He put his hands on his waist and pointed at Ling Nuanqing with the other hand. "A third party dares to open a store openly. You made others look disgraceful. Today I will let you taste what the mistress should have retribution..."

He saw the statue of the lucky cat on the front desk, and he picked it up and smashed it to the ground.

The customers in the store were frightened, but the door was blocked and they couldn't get out. They all looked at Ling Nuanqing one by one.

Fan Xiaozhu heard the voice running down from the upper floor, "Who dares to make trouble? I'll lose my life!"

Yu Chang shook her head lightly, Ling Nuanqing's expression was still indifferent. "You have found the wrong person."

"Fuck you, I recognize it as your face!"

Seeing that these people were about to smash, Ling Nuanqing was ready, "Stop, I'll make a call."

How could those people give her time to bring reinforcements? They would start smashing whatever they saw. Ling Nuanqing quickly put his phone in his ear, "Hey, Mrs. Ling."

When the man in the lead heard this, he asked the people under his command to stop.

Ling Nuanqing turned around and until she entered a room, she found out the address book and actually called Ni Lei.

The other end was prepared, so it was connected quickly. "Hey."

"You called the person in my store?"

"Who are you?"

"It's boring to play the puzzle like this. Mrs. Ling is not a person who dares to do it but cannot recognize it, right?"

Ni Lei sneered on the other end of the phone, "How is it? Opening well, is this gift good, right?"

"Ni Lei, does Ling Shaocheng know what you did five years ago?"

Ni Lei's voice changed instantly, "What have I done?"

"Medical medicine, you gave me the medicine that prevented him from moving. If he knew about this, would he let you go?"

"Ling Nuanqing, you--"

"As long as Mrs. Ling doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble for me, this matter will become an eternal secret between us. You must still want to say it, is it true?" Ling Nuanqing walked to the window, opened the window and saw customers wandering at the door of the store. "I recorded all the pictures of you giving me medicine back then."

"I don't believe it."
Chapter completed!