After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 11

Ling Mo lifted his chin slightly, looked straight into Liang Feifan's deep eyes, and there was a bit of obvious banter between the lines:

"Why, the young master of the Liang family, is this old love rekindled?"

Seeing Liang Feifan grabbing Ling Mo's hand in public, Ling Tian's heart was full of alarm bells, so she took his arm proactively and asked aggrievedly:

"Brother Fanfan, didn't you say you wanted to surprise me at the birthday party?"

"Xiaotian, you get in the car first."

Liang Feifei frowned, and then remembered that there was still an engagement ring lying quietly in his trouser pocket.

As early as a week ago, when he learned that Ling Mo had been taken back to Ling's house, he had already made up his mind to put the proposal ring on Ling Tian's hand in front of her.

The reason why he was so anxious to propose to Ling Tian was that he wanted to take this opportunity to take revenge on Ling Mo who had tortured him until he was bruised.

Since Ling Mo was so lowly that he had a third miscarriage because of a wild man, he would definitely let her taste what it was like to be abandoned.

But unexpectedly, the cold and beautiful girl in front of her not only ignored him at all, but when she looked at him, there seemed to be a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Liang Feifei originally planned to humiliate Ling Mo with the dirtiest words, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Seeing his eyes fixed on Ling Mo's body, Ling Tian was so uncomfortable that she scratched her heart and lungs.

"Brother Fanfan, I'll get in the car first."

"Ah."

Liang Feifei responded lightly, and his gloomy voice revealed his impatience at the moment.

After Ling Tianxin reluctantly got into the car, Ling Mo no longer bothered to pretend that she disliked Liang Feifan, and gave him a cold look:
"Liang Feifan, let your fart go."

"What's your attitude?" Liang Feifan felt ashamed, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

Ling Mo ruthlessly withdrew his red hand, and asked coldly:

"Can't understand people's words?"

Liang Feifei's handsome sword eyebrows unconsciously twitched, and a trace of doubt suddenly appeared on his face.

The current Ling Mo is very different from the soft, cute and kind-hearted her seven years ago, which made him feel strange like never before.

Ling Mo looked at Liang Feifan who was silent, and wanted to walk away, but in order to find out where Liang Feifan's hatred for her came from, he repeated it patiently:
"I told you to fart quickly, don't waste my time by whining, you should understand now?"

"What have you experienced all these years, why did you become vulgar and despicable?" Liang Feifei's words were full of heartbreak.

Ling Mo caught the flash of regret in his eyes, and suddenly sneered: "Liang Feifan, put away your hypocrisy. If you really cared about me, why would you ignore me for seven years?"

"Is it interesting to turn over old accounts?"

Liang Feifei seemed to have been stepped on to a pain point, and his whole body became more and more irritable.

The next moment, he pushed Ling Mo against the outer wall of the hotel, and impatiently stuffed the diamond ring in her trouser pocket into her hand, "Put the diamond ring away, and it will be half a year's maintenance fee."

As soon as the words fell, he impatiently leaned down, wanting to kiss her delicate red lips that were plucking at him all the time.

"Shouldn't this ring be on Ling Tian's hand? Liang Feifei, your temper of eating from the bowl and looking at the pot is really disgusting."

Ling Mo looked indifferently at the infinitely enlarged handsome face in front of him, suddenly raised his hand, and slapped him hard.

His legs staggered from the beating, and he knelt down at her feet in a daze.

Liang Feifan didn't expect Ling Mo to be so ignorant, and he yelled at her angrily, "Bitch, you can let wild men sleep casually in the country, why are you pretending to be noble in front of me? Shouldn't you be thankful that I didn't your filthy body and abandon you?"

"You, you just take yourself too seriously."

Ling Mo crossed his arms, looked calmly at Liang Feifan, whose neck was bulging like an angry lion, and asked casually:
"Did Ling Tian tell you about my time in the country?"

Liang Feifan wiped away the red blood from the corner of her mouth that was slapped by her slap, and asked her unwillingly, "In your heart, I am not as good as the wild man you met in the countryside?"

After Ling Mo looked him up and down with a playful look, he nodded slightly, "It's really not as good as it is. The men I met in the country are wild enough, and they live well and are not clingy. very satisfied."

After finishing speaking, she casually threw the diamond ring in her hand at his feet, and got into the black business car without looking back.

"Ling Mo, just wait for me."

Liang Feifan ran over the shiny diamond ring on the ground, and was so angry that he punched the outer wall of the hotel.

One day, he will let Ling Mo know how miserable the fate of betraying him is.

……

On the top floor of the Dihuang Hotel, Qin Beiming stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eagle-like eyes following the shadowy Ling Mo all the way.

It wasn't until she got into the Ling family's business car that she reluctantly looked away.

Lu Jinjiu looked at Qin Beiming, who was out of his mind, and suddenly leaned forward, and said mysteriously: "Third brother, I have already compiled all the materials of your Miss Ling in the past 17 years, do you want to read it?" Look?"

"No need."

Qin Beiming didn't bother to do the thing of spying on other people's privacy.

But for anyone or something he is interested in, he is more inclined to pay more attention to understand it, rather than simply using technical means to clean up the past of others.

"Really don't watch?"

Lu Jinjiu sat down on the edge of the sofa, flipped through Ling Mo's photos on the phone with relish, and said, "This Miss Ling is really beautiful since she was a child, and her looks, even without makeup, can instantly kill a popular flower. "

"shallow."

Qin Beiming said so, but his body leaned towards Lu Jinjiu very honestly.

"Isn't the third brother not interested?"

Lu Jinjiu hid the phone behind his back, his eyes widened, and his face was full of teasing.

"Say it again?"

Qin Beiming ignored the banter between the lines in Lu Jinjiu's words, and quickly pressed his knees on the edge of the sofa, his straight chest infinitely approaching Lu Jinjiu's slightly arched body.

Lu Jinjiu was dumbfounded, and stared at Qin Beiming who seemed to be able to throw him down anytime and anywhere, and his strong body began to tremble faintly.

He leaned back subconsciously, and asked tremblingly, "Third brother, have you coveted me since a long time ago?"

"Hand over your phone."

Qin Beiming's head was full of black lines, and he always felt that Lu Jinjiu had delusions of being persecuted.

"what?"

Lu Jinjiu looked at Qin Beiming, who was like a scourge one second, and stood in front of him as gracefully as usual the next second, always felt that he was completely scummed by him, so weak and helpless that he could only curl up Hug yourself tightly in the soft sofa.

Qin Beiming was too lazy to explain, leaned over again, and snatched the mobile phone that Lu Jinjiu was holding in his arms.

"Ah! Third brother don't want it! I'm afraid of pain"

Lu Jinjiu got it wrong, and used his hands and feet nervously, like a poor little boy who was unwilling to commit himself to a bully.

(End of this chapter)