Chapter 9
"You..." Ling Weilin was momentarily speechless by Xueqian's words. He really wanted to show off, but he hadn't been given a chance just now, and he was still so far away from Dongfang Qingcheng.

"Since you don't have the ability to attract His Highness the Seventh Highness's favor, that's your problem. Why should the elder brother blame the younger brother?" Xueqian still puffed up her chest and said firmly, looking at Ling Weilin with contempt in her eyes. , exuding a compelling aura all over his body.

This kind of Xueqian made Ling Weilin slightly startled. He was so angry just now that he really didn't pay attention to Xueqian's tone of voice. The cowardly and timid waste who dared not talk back today dared to talk to him with contemptuous eyes and mocking tone. say.

A raging anger burst out of Ling Weilin's chest, he glared at Xueqian angrily, his hand holding the weapon was tightly clenched, the murderous look in his eyes made him want to rush forward and kill Xueqian.

"Lin'er." Ling Weibode's low voice sounded at this time, Ling Weilin tried his best to restrain his anger, the reason why he didn't dare to do anything was entirely because of His Highness the Seventh Prince, if he killed Xueqian now, His Highness the Seventh Prince would find Ling tomorrow The important people in the Wei family will be the ones who will die at that time, and he is not stupid enough to risk his life.

Ling Weilin glared at Xueqian again, and then cursed viciously, "Trash, trash, trash is trash."

Xueqian raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, and a cold look quickly flashed across her eyes. She would only think that Ling Weilin's words meant that he had no quality and didn't care at all. How could a real strong man care about other people's words? scold.

"Come with me." Ling Wei Bode looked at Xueqian and frowned slightly, a strange gleam flashed in his eyes, did he pay too little attention to this little seven or did this little seven really grow up? Why does he always feel that he is a little different from before.

Ling Wei Bode sighed heavily, as if he knew that the matter was a foregone conclusion, no matter what he wanted to, he couldn't change it, he could see the firmness in the eyes of His Highness the Seventh Prince, it made it clear that what he wanted was Ling Wei Xueqian.

"Master." Hua Wumeng called Ling Weibode impatiently, then hurriedly ran towards Xueqian, looked at her holding her hand tightly with a worried face, and said earnestly, "Xueqian, hurry up!" Apologize to your father and tell him not to punish you, good boy, listen to your mother and hurry up." After speaking, two lines of clear tears rolled down Hua Wumeng's eyes.

Seeing such tears made Xueqian feel a little distressed. She said that she wanted Hua Wumeng to live a happy life, and she would never let her suffer any more grievances.

(End of this chapter)

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