Traps Of Love

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Leng Zetian cuts off the phone without hesitation. The eyes of the deep evil are sharp and sharp, just like a sword that has come out of its sheath for thousands of years!

Yes, Leng Yucheng is right.

Without Leng group, if he starts from scratch, it will be a huge blow indeed.

However, why did he give up his painstakingly expanded Leng's group to a father who would only count on him, use him and torture him.

Leng Zetian grew up to live over 25 years old. So many years ago, he never felt what is called fatherly love.

Father, for him, is an extremely cold oppression, as well as a deep blood feud!

Every time I think of Wen Jingchu's gray hair, and her crazy and painful way of shouting around for aze to find a child, Leng Zetian's heart is like being inch by inch lingchi by an invisible knife.

The unspeakable pain of cutting flesh made him hate Leng Yucheng once more.

However, Leng Yucheng didn't care about his feelings at all.

In Leng Yucheng's eyes, Leng Zetian is an easy-to-use dog, a slave for him to crush, and a thorn in his throat.

These two father and son, do not have a trace of kinship, the only contact with them, is the bone of hate.

"Do you really want to turn your father over? Even give up the cold group? " Mi Xiaoya can't help but ask, the pupil eye of cutting water is deeply worried.

She is too clear about the process of fighting for property. When her mother died, Cheng Wanrong and her father Mi Yuancheng tried their best to grab her mother's assets from her.

And it's not just them.

Powerful interests in front of us, that is, the distant relatives who couldn't fight with eight strokes, all came to search Mi Xiaoya.

All kinds of ugly faces, fake smiles, and those tears that she thinks are sensational, MI Xiaoya still feels disgusting when she thinks of them.

If it is Leng Zetian who refuses to marry Ye Jiaying, he will be deprived of power.

So Mi Xiaoya vowed that she would definitely find a way to help ah Ze keep the property he deserved.

Leng Zetian

"why give up?" Leng Zetian asked, arrogantly and blatantly, one word at a time, "what is the result of Ben Shao's hard work to give to that unscrupulous old man?"

"Tonight, Ben Shao, want! Seize! Power!"

In a word, it's the power of commanding the heroes!

It's domineering and arrogant!

As if standing in the clouds, the king in the world!

With such a strong air and courage, it turned out that she was worried too much.

Leng Zetian in front of her is the Leng Zetian she is really familiar with, who is able to dominate the imperial mansion!

Go your own way, rampant domineering cold big little, strong on a word!

Wanfu garden, the lights are bright, but in a study in Nanyuan, there is no light, only moonlight pouring on the ground.

On the wall is an authentic painting by Qi Baishi. On the simple table of eight immortals, there are excellent ink, ink, paper and inkstone, as well as an unfinished character.

"The road is three thousand, and my heart is as still as water."

Leng Zetian's straight and proud body is sitting lazily on the single person leather sofa, with a touch of happiness in his mouth, staring at Mi Xiaoya who is studying ink for him at the table.

The ink hair is like a waterfall, which floats with the wind behind her white neck. The girl's focused eyes are like Obsidian stars, which lead people to sink.

He suddenly understood why the ancient literati always liked to add fragrance to their sleeves. It turned out that this kind of sentiment was so beautiful.

It's a pity that he's running out of time tonight.

"It's not to seize power. Why do you want to write all of a sudden?" Mi Xiaoya murmurs as she grinds.

Suddenly, the waist suddenly a tight, was wrapped in a warm palm, her sensitive body slightly trembled, then was pulled more tightly by someone.

Mi Xiaoya, who was only 1.65 meters old, was put in Leng Zetian's changfengyi.

Close to his chest, listening to his disordered rhythm of heartbeat, MI Xiaoya's face turned red into a ripe apple, causing a crime.

However, there is no expected kiss.

Leng Zetian's face was close to her hot cheek. Suddenly he held her right hand from behind and picked up the brush.

In that one, it says, "three thousand boulevards, peace of mind." On the rice paper, the Dragon flies and the Phoenix Dance annotates two words!

Dog - fart!

Poof! Mi Xiaoya almost didn't see a mouthful of blood gushing out. She didn't have to see it with her own eyes to imagine it.

When the cold old man saw these two words, how wonderful his expression should be.

I think it's going to explode.

But it's really relaxing.

"Xiaoya, tonight, my Lord is outside, your Lord is inside." Leng Zetian clings to her sensitive earlobe greedily, and the gentle breath beats on her ear,

"I've ordered the board of directors to gather here in half an hour. By that time, you must get the equity contract of the board of directors.""Remember, you only have one hour at most, and some of those old foxes are not easy to deal with."

Leng Zetian's evil eyes were so deep that he was proud to spoil him. "But I don't think this task is a piece of cake for you!"

"Good." Mi Xiaoya agreed with a red face, and her heart beat like thunder.

This hateful Leng Zetian, when he talks about business, he talks about business well. His hands are running around her dishonestly. What do you mean?!

Just now, I told her to hurry up. Time is especially urgent

With the moon hanging high, the classical Suzhou garden style of Wanfu garden has a mysterious beauty, just like the veiled beauty in ancient times. People can't help but want to open that layer of mystery.

After ye Maowen left the bathroom, he never went back.

He made three phone calls before and after, the first one was to confirm that Ye Jiaying was safe and still in Wanfu garden,

the second one was to ask the bodyguards who sneaked into Wanfu garden to step up their guard, and half of them went to protect Ye Jiaying.

The third call -

was to Leng Zetian.

Ye Maowen doesn't believe that the old fox of Leng Yucheng is full of lies. It's almost seven o'clock. If Leng Zetian doesn't appear again, he will never have to appear again!

Because ye Maowen has already made a second preparation and bought a killer.

If Leng Zetian escapes from the engagement ceremony tonight or makes him lose face, it is better to let lengshao die than any other way to save face.

After all, as long as a person dies, the truth of things depends on others' mouth and can be said casually.

At that time, although ye Maowen can tell the feelings between Ye Jiaying and Leng Zetian that there is something in the sky but nothing on the earth, he may also make up a story about Leng Zetian's death for Ye Jiaying.

Crazy men and women, rich family enmity, as long as he put a message out, Leng Zetian even if dead, but also complete his reputation of the Ye family.

At that time, Leng Yucheng, a lonely family, could not carry out the plan of annexing Leng.