He frowned almost invisible, looking into the eyes filled with the same color as his, as if he saw the shadow of his own childhood in the little guy.
The strong arms were bent and he picked up the little guy. He put his strong chin on his soft black hair and rubbed it twice before standing up from the chair.
Are you planning to leave?!
When everyone saw it, they stood up immediately
"Young Master Ling, our affairs haven't been settled yet!" There was a hint of anxiety in the rough voice. Wu Ting stood up without thinking and was about to catch up. As soon as he took a step forward, he was blocked by the loyal Yun Ming.
come down
Ling Ye stopped and turned around. His handsome face, which had been expressionless just now, was now covered with dark clouds. He looked as gloomy and cold as a lion about to become angry. His sword-shaped eyebrows were sternly raised, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty.
Light, a sneer appeared inadvertently on the tight thin lips
He was obviously a breathtakingly handsome face, but in an instant, he looked like a Shura from hell. He exuded a terrifying aura and could not tolerate any offense from others.
“No need”
Three short words instantly plunged Wu Ting into an eternal hell.
After a while, only the group of people brought by Wu Ting were left in the entire box. He fell down on the chair panting, his sharp fists clenched tightly, and his eyes shot out with blazing anger, as if to
Burn your opponent to pieces
However, just now he did not have the courage to step forward
He has been on the road for decades, and has survived to this day under the rain of swords, guns, and swords. What kind of storms have he never seen? But today he showed weakness in front of a younger generation.
Ling Ye, a man as powerful as a god, founded the Hao Group when he was only nineteen years old. When the global subprime mortgage crisis broke out and the financial tsunami hit us, he acquired large and small companies with lightning speed.
Small hundreds of loss-making companies
He acted decisively and ruthlessly, without giving others a chance to breathe. In just four years, he doubled the group's assets several times, listed it directly in New York, and ranked among the top five in the global asset rankings.
Now, another five years have passed, and he has become more mature and steady, and also more cold and ruthless. He is like an emperor who has the power of life and death, ruthlessly trampling the world under his feet.
How can it not be terrifying?!
The surroundings were still noisy. Wu Ting closed his eyes and was silent for a long time. Suddenly he opened his slightly red eyes, and his eyes suddenly appeared.
He was willing to go all out. Since Ling Ye wouldn't give him face, he would attack that child!
…
There was no sound in the quiet corridor. Under the dim yellow light, a tall and straight shadow was stretched very long, and it was projected on the soft red carpet, which was a little hazy.
Ling Ye looked at the little guy in his arms with a cold face. His sword-shaped eyebrows stood there, with a bit of aura of dominating the world.
"Yes, quite clever." A hint of praise escaped from the sexy thin lips. If those bad friends saw this, they would be amazed.
The pair of dark green eyes that were exactly the same as his blinked and curved, as clear as a faint mountain spring, which made people feel dazed for a while.
Meng Xiaomo proudly raised her pointed chin, her tone mixed with a hint of joy: "Of course, Mommy often praises me like this too."
Mommy, is that the woman in the corridor?
Ling Ye pursed his thin lips slightly and narrowed his eyes...