President's Brand

Chapter 43

Qiao Xiyao suppressed the anger in his heart, and calmly dealt with the aftermath, "Mr. Ling, Xiyao was rude, so I will come to the door another day to make amends."

Ling Xiaohai's face was livid, his shrewd eyes swept towards Xi Mu slightly, and then turned into anger.Sure enough, it is a scourge!
In the deep night, a fast-moving Maybach was driving on the driveway.

Along the way, Qiao Xiyao's thin lips were tightly pursed, the expression on his face was terribly gloomy, and Xi Mu was sensible and silent.

The car drove to her home, and as soon as the white Maybach stopped downstairs, Qiao Xiyao pulled off his seat belt, got out of the car and slammed the door hard.

Seeing his sudden anger, Xi Mu felt apprehensive, and got out of the car, "You..." She hesitated to speak, but was startled by his ferocious expression.

"Xi Mu, when will you learn to protect yourself?" Qiao Xiyao turned around and stared at her, unbuttoning his collar irritably, he yelled at her angrily.

In the quiet night, his questioning was particularly harsh, Xi Mu looked at him aggrieved, and his heart turned cold.

In front of her, she opened a pair of big watery eyes, with tears glistening in her wet pupils.She stood there quietly, staring at him aggrievedly, which only made him feel even more disturbed.

Turning around angrily, Qiao Xiyao got into the car with a sullen face, started the car and left without looking back, leaving only that thin figure...

Inside the Ling family's mansion, the lights were brightly lit.

The extended Lincoln stopped in front of the gate, and Ling Xiaohai got out of the car with an angry face, and went straight into the living room.Ling He followed closely without raising his head, and walked in following Grandpa's footsteps.The last one to get down was Ling Xuan. He drooped his head and reluctantly walked inside.

Seeing them coming back, Song Wanru hurriedly ordered the servant to make tea, seeing that the old man's expression was not right, she was suspicious in her heart, and when she looked up, she saw her son's face.

"Ah! Xuan'er, what's wrong with your face? Did you fight with someone?" Song Wanru saw his son's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, so he immediately ran over in distress, pushed away the hand that was blocking him, and looked carefully.

Ling Xuan yelled "hiss", Zhang Jun's face was covered with scars, and he frowned in pain, "Mom, take it easy, it hurts!"

Song Wanru burst into tears with distress, gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice, "Who dared to beat you like this?" As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Ling Xiaohai raised the crutch in her hand and beat Ling Xuan.

Ling Xiaohai pushed away his daughter-in-law who was standing in front of his grandson, and waved the crutch in his hand to greet him fiercely.

"Grandpa!" Ling Xuan was hit hard twice, sweating from the painful forehead, he dodged left and right.

Song Wanru's face was pale. Seeing her son being beaten, Song Wanru hurried forward to persuade her, "Dad, are you going to beat Xuan'er to death? He is the eldest son of Han Ting!" Hearing her words, the crutch in Ling Xiaohai's hand slowly dropped down.

Ling He sat on the sofa and watched this scene with a cold look in his eyes. It took him a long time to get up and persuade, "Grandpa, you are not in good health, don't be angry!"

Sitting on the sofa with Ling He's support, Ling Xiaohai was furious, with a face full of disappointment, "You worthless thing!"

"Fight Qiao Xiyao for a woman! Don't you know who he is?" Ling Xiaohai sat on the sofa panting heavily with a cane in his hand. who started it?"

Song Wanru stood on the side and listened. After understanding the general meaning, she immediately glared at this disappointing son.

Ling Xuan knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to contradict him directly, but he was quite critical, "Grandpa, it was your grandson who was beaten, and you still taught me a lesson!"

"Shut up!" Ling Xiaohai's face was gloomy, he looked up at him, saw his face was bruised and purple, his tone eased, "You will only embarrass the Ling family, what else can you do?"

"Grandpa!" Ling Xuan was obviously dissatisfied with these words, and was about to defend himself, but saw his mother winking at him, so he changed his tone knowingly, "Xuan'er is wrong, Grandpa calm down."

Seeing that his tone softened, and seeing that he suffered a loss, the anger in Ling Xiaohai's heart gradually calmed down, and another layer of anger emerged.

"As expected, I was not mistaken, that woman is a scourge!" Transferring his anger to others, contempt flashed in Ling Xiaohai's eyes, and for a moment he even forgot that Ling He was there.

Ling He was sitting on the sofa, he had just promised to sit with him, but when he heard the words from his grandfather's mouth, his expression suddenly changed.

Aware of his slip of the tongue, Ling Xiaohai immediately silenced himself, and hurriedly got up to check the wound on Ling Xuan's face, "Go and invite Dr. Li." He ordered the servant calmly, with no strange expression on his face.

The black Spyker roared down the street.

Ling He's eyes were fixed on the front, but his mind kept thinking about what his grandfather said just now.That murmur aroused his suspicion, combined with what Cheng An said last time, the suspicion in his heart grew bigger and bigger.Taking out his cell phone, he dialed his assistant.

"Boss Ling, what's the matter?"

"Investigate, before I returned to Ling's house two years ago, who did my grandfather look for?"

"Okay, I will report to you as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Ling He's gentle eyes shone coldly, and his heart became agitated because of a certain hypothesis.

The autumn night was very quiet, and the Qiao family's ancestral house was located in a secluded location, which was extraordinarily quiet and peaceful.

In the study room on the second floor, the man was wearing black silk pajamas, his freshly washed hair was still dripping water, his open pajamas rose and fell with his breathing, revealing a honey-colored muscular chest.

The lights in the study were not turned on, and the man was used to walking in the dark night.He sat in a large swivel chair and turned it out of the window.

In the deep night, Qiao Xiyao held a wine glass in his hand, and the amber liquid in the glass shone brightly.

There was a stabbing pain in his right hand, he looked down and saw a few cuts on the back of his hand, blood oozing from the wound.

Qiao Xiyao stared at the wound on the back of his hand in a daze, feeling extremely irritable about what happened tonight.

Last time at Scarlet, tonight at Jingyi, he has been fighting frequently recently!But the person he hit today was the eldest grandson of the Ling family. Although Ling Xuan is usually ignorant, he is still a member of the Ling family. Hitting him obviously offended the Ling family. Thoroughly!
(End of this chapter)