Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Chapter 11 The Year of the Wind Crane's goal is Wen Yang?
When the old man heard this, his excited hands were shaking, "... Are you telling the truth? Can Xiao Che's legs really stand up?"

Wen Yang nodded.

"It just takes some time, and the process is quite painful, and there are certain risk factors. If it is not necessary, I advise you to ask Mr. Feng whether to stick to the treatment."

She had to explain the pros and cons in advance.

The old man frowned, feeling shaken in his heart, "...will it hurt?"

His precious grandson had suffered too much already, and he didn't want him to suffer any more.

"Either it counts..."

"It's okay, I'm willing to try." Feng Lingche suddenly said from behind.

Just now when he saw the old man and the two having a lively chat, he went to the study to deal with work for a while, and when he came out, he happened to hear Wen Yang's words.

In Wen Yang's opinion, if it doesn't affect his life extremely, it is not recommended for him to receive treatment.

After all, the Feng family is rich in assets, and as long as Feng Lingche is as noble as he is willing to pay, there will be many people serving him, so there is really no need to suffer this crime.

But what he thought in his heart was that all the doctors who had seen his legs had said the same thing over the years.

—Unless a miracle occurs, it cannot be cured.

Even the hermit expert back then did not make an absolute guarantee.

But the little girl in front of him easily said something that he never dared to expect in his life.

Wen Yang wanted to persuade him to think about it again, but seeing the old man with distressed eyes, but respecting his grandson, and not wanting to see him disappointed, he finally agreed.

Because of Wen Yang's presence and the 14 western food chefs specially invited by Feng Lingche, the meal was very enjoyable.

After dinner, Feng Lingche answered the phone and disappeared.

The old man took Wen Yang to his room and gave her a 500-carat diamond ring that he gave her when he married his wife. He also regretted that if it wasn't because of the size, he would have wanted to make a bigger one. .

Looking at the egg-sized diamond ring in his hand, Wen Yang's head grew bigger in an instant, and he quickly declined, saying that the gift was too expensive and she couldn't take it.

As a result, the old man turned from sunny to rainy in an instant.

Sitting on the ground, weeping so heartbroken, I was out of breath.

Wen Yang had no choice but to reluctantly accept it, thinking that when he saw Feng Lingche, he would return it to the old man.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she agreed, the old man wiped away tears, and took her hand again to chat cheerfully.

Wen Yang: "..."

Are you changing too fast?
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Yufengyuan reception room.

A basin of cold water poured down from the top of his head without warning.

Su Rao, who was chained to the chair, trembled and opened her eyes suddenly.

When she first woke up, she was still a little dazed, but after seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Su Rao's face turned pale immediately, desperately trying to break free, the iron chain made a loud clang in the closed and dark space, which was extremely ear-piercing.

"Let go of me! Let go of me!! Do you know who I am?!"

With frightened eyes, he scanned the surrounding walls, and saw that there were countless instruments of torture placed on them, and on the rusty blade, he could still vaguely see the solidified black blood...

At this time, a man appeared at the door.

A man with a strong aura and handsomeness like a god.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, the neckline of his black shirt was slightly open, revealing the simple style of red string inside, his mandible was perfectly sculpted, his narrow peach eyes were extremely cold, he looked her up and down for a moment, and finally made a noise out of boredom.

"Did you recruit yourself, or did I call you to recruit?"

Panic flashed in Su Rao's eyes, and she threatened firmly, "I'm a woman from Feng Henian, if you dare to move a finger of mine, he will definitely not let you go!"

Feng Lingche glanced at Jiang Ci, Jiang Ci immediately understood, and threw the phone under Su Rao's feet.

Su Rao subconsciously glanced at the picture on the screen, and suddenly felt like a chicken was choked by the throat, unable to utter a word.

In the picture, it is her old and sick mother who is far away in the countryside.

On weekdays, Feng Henian always belittled his son, which made Su Rao subconsciously classify him as a waste of nothing.

Unexpectedly, the so-called 'trash' took her only weakness in his hands in less than half an hour.

There is no Internet access in the countryside, and it is far away from the imperial capital.Since this person was able to take a picture of her mother in such a short period of time, it means that she must have investigated her identity a long time ago.

Including that she was lucky enough to sneak into Qiangwei Manor yesterday, perhaps it was also a trap dug by Feng Lingche, waiting for her to jump into it.

Facing such a thoughtful and terrifying person, once she lied, the one who greeted her must be her mother's corpse!
"...Fuck you, what do you want to hear?" Su Rao clenched her fists hard, took a deep breath, restrained her trembling body, calmed herself down, and tried to negotiate with him.

Feng Lingche took out a cigarette, put it lightly on the corner of his lips, and lit it.

The curling smoke formed a beam of light in the light from above, which made his handsome face even more arrogant. He waved his hand casually, and a person came out of the darkness with a camera in his hand and stood behind him.

"Who did Feng Henian meet in the imperial capital recently?" Feng Lingche raised his eyelids slightly and asked calmly.

Su Rao was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he would ask 'Did Feng Henian send her to kill him', but unexpectedly it was this question.

She thought for a moment, then turned her gaze to the camera, and replied truthfully, "I had dinner with the Black Panther League people the night before yesterday."

Black Panther League?
Feng Lingche's eyes narrowed slightly. The Black Panther League is a well-known and powerful organization in the imperial capital. It has huge influence and spread all over the country. It can guarantee money betting contracts between top wealthy families.

Rumor has it that once one party breaks the contract, they will experience the assassination pursuit of the Black Panther League.

No matter how powerful the opponent is behind him, he cannot escape death in the end.

The strength cannot be underestimated.

But relying on his understanding of Feng Henian, the other party will never easily bet with others, even if the bet is his son who wants to be hacked into pieces...

"Heh... It's useless even if you ask, the master knows that I came to you, if you don't reply to him within 2 hours, he will definitely find you here!" Can't help reminding.

Feng Lingche ignored her, and continued to ask the second question, "Wen Yang is Feng Henian's goal?"

Su Rao's face changed slightly, "How do you know?!"

A sneer appeared on Feng Lingche's thin lips.

If the target is him, Feng Henian will directly send 200 killers to stop him halfway and beat him to death, and then take him home to enjoy the picture of him begging for mercy in a miserable state.

And how could you send a weak woman over and solve it casually?
It must be her own bad idea to use the kid to deal with Wen Yang.

At this time, a subordinate walked in from the outside, bent down and listened to the ear, "Lord Buddha, Miss Wen brought it here."

Before the words finished, Wen Yang appeared at the stairs.

The sequined dress of Mermaid Ji in the pink haute couture series shimmers as she walks around, like water patterns flowing on the surface of a lake.

The cold white slender wrist rested on the armrest, and under the exquisite and beautiful facial features, a pair of eyes that seemed to be fixed in the deep cold night swept over every corner of the reception room.

Without any fear, he just walked down step by step and sat beside Feng Lingche.

(End of this chapter)