Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

His expression was solemn and indifferent, as if covered with a layer of ice and snow.

He paused in front of Leng Zhongyu, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said lightly, "I have something important to do, come in for me."

He issued this order with a calm tone, but firmness that cannot be questioned, with a hint of a king's demeanor, noble and domineering.

He directly jumped over the crowd and led the light pavilion into the meeting room, with an aura of dominance that made people awe-inspiring.

Everyone was stunned, looking at each other, at a loss.

This is Shao Rui, has he really lost his memory?

Why do you speak the same tone as before?

Luo Dazhi rubbed the center of his brows, and followed in without saying a word.

As soon as he moved, a group of people who followed him rushed into the conference room.

Uncle Wen hesitated for a moment, and glanced at Leng Zhongyu, only to see that his face was livid and trembling all over, he was probably very angry.

"Young Master Yu, let's go in together and see what they mean. Don't worry, things will always be explained."

Leng Zhongyu secretly hated him, it was useless for him to try his best to win over these people, it took so much time and effort, but they were inseparable, without a word of assurance.

As a result, Leng Qirui spoke softly, and they followed immediately.

What exactly is going on?

When Uncle Wen saw this, he couldn't help shaking his head, and patiently persuaded him a few more words, and then Leng Zhongyu's face paled slightly.

It's just that as soon as he entered the meeting room, Leng Zhongyu's face turned dark suddenly, and his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

The main seat that originally belonged to him was occupied by the man and woman, sitting side by side on one left and one on the right, intimate and tacit understanding.

He froze on the spot, burning with anger, pointed at the couple, and yelled viciously, "Get up."

His roar was deafening and startled everyone present.

He has always shown others with a gentle and harmless appearance, always acting like a noble son, when did he lose his composure?

Leng Qirui glanced at him lightly, with a very contemptuous attitude, "I like this position, you can choose one at will."

This disdainful tone really drives people crazy.

Leng Zhongyu seemed to add fuel to the fire, his eyes were red, "Get out of here, this is not the place for you to stay."

Under the anger, he didn't care about demeanor, nor did he care about hiding it.

Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment, so they simply kept silent.

They are all sons of the Leng family, one is the former heir, and the other is the current head of the family. Who should they help?

Logically speaking, it should be said that he was helping the former, a legitimate heir, and he was arranged by the old Patriarch to participate in the Heroes Association before he was a teenager.

If there was no accident seven years ago, he would be the best choice for the new head of the Leng family.

However, now it is Leng Zhongyu's world, he has successfully taken over the throne for seven years, and he is the candidate appointed by the old Patriarch, which is reasonable and reasonable.

Qingting opened her big watery eyes, and smiled half-smile.

"He shouldn't be treated, so you are even more unworthy, right, everyone."

Everyone wailed in their hearts, this young lady is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, do you have to drag them into the water?

The problem is, their position is also very difficult.

A middle-aged man coughed twice, "Young Madam, who is this?"

Everyone knew that he was asking the question knowingly, but they didn't know which side he was on.

He is a well-known centrist, and has not officially joined Leng Zhongyu's camp.