Wen Ling's legs are incredibly strong. Different from ordinary women, she has been undergoing strict training since she was a child. Under this hot body, she hides strong skills, which is also betrayed by her body without a trace of fat.
She knew her identity. That night when Lu Yu hugged her, he had already seen through her intentions. You are the killer. She remembered Lu Yu's loneliness when he spoke. Let me protect him once. Wen Ling has been waiting for this silently.
Chance.
Just today! There were two muffled bangs, and Wen Ling's strong kick almost broke Ye Qing's lumbar spine. He opened his mouth and fell to the ground without saying anything. From the outside, he looked really miserable.
Come on, Wen Er, who had just opened the crowd, saw this scene. Ye Qing has always been his trump card, how would he deal with it if he was here! "Help!" He waved his hand, and a group of hooligans holding machetes and short sticks all crowded in.
passed.
"Stop!" Wen Ling stepped on Ye Qing's chest and stared at everyone. She picked up the knife again. The tip of the knife was pressed straight on Ye Qing's neck. "Whoever dares to come over, I will kill him!"
She just looked at the people in front of her calmly, without any fear in her eyes.
Wen Er gave her a meaningful look. "Get out of my way!"
Wen Ling stopped looking at him and looked away slightly.
"I'm talking to you!" Wen Er pointed at her nose angrily and yelled! Don't go against me again, my little enemy! Look, you look exactly like your mother!
"Don't mention her! You don't deserve it!" Wen Ling bit her lip and looked at Wen Er.
Yes, the nearly seventy-year-old Wen Erye was her biological father. Although her mother was unwilling to admit it until her death. "Beast," when Wen Ling was still young, her mother kept repeating "Wen Ling."
Ling did not enjoy much maternal love because her mother said that she was the offspring of a beast. Beatings, insults, and reprimands were filled throughout her childhood. While she was still ignorant, she began to bear the laws of mortals.
Understanding the misfortune. Until that rainy night, her mother died and a tall man in a raincoat took her away. She couldn't even tell whether she should hate that man, because it was he who ended her painful childhood.[
When Wen Ling grew up, she saw her father for the first time in Brother Hu's conference room. She was wearing a mask and holding her hands behind Brother Hu's back.
"Wen Er, do you know her?" Brother Hu pointed his hand back.
"You are?" Wen Er squinted his eyes and looked at her, focusing only on her figure.
"Your daughter." Brother Hu smiled, "You are really good at it. You can still have a daughter when you are old. She will be strong and strong."
"Daughter" Wenji looked a little surprised at the time.
"Have you forgotten that college student who went to your place to sell wine?" Brother Hu reminded him while holding red wine.
"It's her." Wen Er frowned and thought for a while, and finally remembered the pretty girl struggling desperately. For him at this age, that kind of thing was really too much to remember.
"Is she okay?" Wen Er smiled happily and asked Brother Hu.
"He's dead. It's all your fault. Is it so difficult to put on a condom?" Brother Hu said very playfully and relaxedly.
"Oh, tsk, tsk, what a pity." Wen Er said, but he didn't feel sad at all. To him, women were just tools for venting his desires, and he could have as many as he wanted.
"Meet your father." Brother Hu motioned Wen Ling to take off his mask. Wen Ling hesitated for a moment, but still did it. The moment Wen Ling took off his mask, Wen Er froze completely, buried in
The vague memory in his heart suddenly came to mind. This teenage girl was so similar to her mother.
"Brother Hu, how did you find her?" Wen Er's eyes never left hers, it was so similar.
"What are you going to do? I won't let her go. Besides, your sons haven't died miserably enough. It's better to let her stay with me."
"Yes." Wen Er faced his daughter and didn't even have the courage to save her.
Wen Ling looked at him with an expression on her face and put on her mask again. "Do you hate him?" Brother Hu had asked her the same question many times. She didn't know, so she couldn't answer. That Wen Ling might have died long ago.
Now her name is Jindie, a poor woman shrouded in the legend of the Silver Fox.[
"Go away quickly, I don't want to kill you." Wen Ling did not let her tears fall in the end. Although the past was unbearable to look back on, this man was his father after all, and his only relative besides Lu Yu.
Wen Er said nothing with a sullen face. He was not young anymore, and all his children were almost dead. Except for his youngest son who was lying on the hospital bed all year round and still alive, the Wen Ling in front of him was his only bloodline. He suppressed it with force.
My anger made me adjust my mentality a little bit.
"Xiao Ling, Zhang Chenghu has fallen. Come back with me."
Wen Ling shook her head gently, "I won't let you pass."
"You are forcing me!" Veins popped up on Wen Er's forehead, "Lu Yu must die today!"
"I'm also telling you," Wen Ling looked at his father, "I won't let him die. I am already his."
When she said this sentence word by word, the crowd was in an uproar. These people also included Fang Qing, Ah Wei and Lao Feng who were still in the room. "What!" This ending was determined to hack Lu Yu to death.
Wen Ersuo couldn't accept it at all. "You..." He was so angry that he was shaking all over, as if he was having a stroke.
"What should we do?" The four bodyguards looked at each other. My father-in-law's campus agent was tricked by his future son-in-law. My father-in-law plotted against my uncle on behalf of his subordinates. In desperation, my uncle kicked my father-in-law hard. My father-in-law's men almost hacked him to death and chased him for thousands of miles.
At that time, the daughter took revenge with her own hands, and the father and daughter were left to confront each other with a group of people... It was really chaotic.