When the third aunt heard Zhong Lingyu say that she had an account to settle with her, she looked away with a guilty conscience.
Zhong Lingyu stroked the texture of the stair handrail with his fingertips and said lightly: "You and Mu Denglan are the same thing. You watched Muldenlan bully our mother and daughter, and you knew that Muldenlan poisoned my mother, but you turned a blind eye. Of."
She slowly raised her eyes and continued to stare at the third concubine, "Mu Denglan harmed my mother, and both sides suffered losses. You took advantage of the situation and thought you could take advantage of the Zhong family's property, but you missed me."
The third aunt had cold sweat on her forehead, "Miss, I don't have..."
"You know whether you have it or not." Zhong Lingyu sneered, "But don't worry, I will not retaliate against you. After all, you have never really harmed my mother. It's just that the glory and wealth of Zhong Mansion was brought by my mother. Mother If you die, these properties should be taken away by me, and your good life has come to an end."
Zhong Yuming was so angry that he felt dizzy.
He suddenly went crazy and took the soft whip from the wall next to him.
This soft whip is what he usually uses to discipline his family members.
He went straight towards Zhong Lingyu and waved his whip.
Zhong Lingyu thought that he might take action, but she didn't expect that he would take a whip.
She watched helplessly as the flexible soft whip struck from the air.
The whip sliced through the air, causing a sharp sound of wind.
Zhong Lingyu couldn't avoid it, so she instinctively closed her eyes.
After waiting for three seconds, there was no pain as expected.
Her eyes shot open.
What caught his eye was a familiar figure from behind.
Zhong Lingyu paused slightly and hid behind him silently.
Shen Huaizhou held the whip tightly, turned to look at her and said, "I got impatient waiting outside, so I came in to find you. You just stand there and beat others? You're such a worthless thing."
He scolded softly, more out of worry.
Zhong Lingyu pursed her lips and said, "I'll go upstairs to get some luggage."
"Go ahead."
Shen Huaizhou stood at the top of the stairs, like a fierce door god.
Zhong Yuming's expression changed again and again, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "Are you... Marshal Shen?"
It’s not just Zhong Yuming.
Together with the third concubine and Zhong Mingyu, they all looked shocked.
Shen Huaizhou broke into the Zhong family and protected Zhong Lingyu. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they... have a close relationship.
Zhong Yuming fell to the ground with weak legs.
Shen Huaizhou pulled up a chair and sat down.
Still he waited patiently.
It's just that the waiting time is quite boring.
He cut out a cigar and held it to his lips.
Zhong Yuming walked over slowly, struck a match, and handed it to Shen Huaizhou.
Shen Huaizhou raised his eyes slightly, raised his arm, and lightly brushed it away.
He lit his match and took a deep breath.
A thin layer of smoke blew out from his lips, covering Zhong Yuming's face.
Zhong Yuming was choked so hard that his throat hurt, but he didn't dare to express his anger.
He was even more frightened when he saw the gun on Shen Huaizhou's waist.
After a long while, Zhong Yuming had the courage to ask: "Young Marshal, are you and my eldest daughter..."
"She is my wife."
As soon as Shen Huaizhou's words came out, Zhong Yuming's hair stood on end.
Zhong Mingyu even murmured, "Madam... this is impossible."
With Zhong Lingyu's identity, how could he possibly climb up to Shen Huaizhou.
In disbelief, Zhong Mingyu suddenly remembered that Wu Chang had died inexplicably in the backyard of Zhong Mansion.
If at that time, Zhong Lingyu would have been involved with Shen Huaizhou.
With Shen Huaizhou's ability, dealing with Wu Chang is as easy as squeezing an ant to death.
In this way, everything seems to be explained clearly.
After thinking about it, Zhong Mingyu fell to the ground with weak legs and looked pale.
She was still thinking that after her mother confessed, she would continue to fight Zhong Lingyu.
First, get rid of Zhong Lingyu, then kill the third concubine, and then slowly poison Zhong Yuming.
Everything in the Zhong family fell into her hands.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Lingyu, a little bitch, would be favored by Shen Huaizhou.
Then what can she do to fight Zhong Lingyu?
No matter how many cities there are, they can't match the high authority of the direction.
Zhong Mingyu suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball, and his whole body was languid.
But Zhong Yuming's eyes lit up.
Taking the opportunity to get close to Shen Huaizhou, "For my eldest daughter to be favored by you, Marshal, it is because of my ancestors of the Zhong family. In this way, the Zhong family and the Shen family will be one family from now on."
Shen Huaizhou dusted off the cigarette ashes and said, "Logically speaking, I should call you father-in-law. However, I know how you treat Lingyu."
His eyes were heavy and he stared at Zhong Yuming casually.
Zhong Yuming couldn't help but shudder.
After taking a puff of cigarette, Shen Huaizhou continued: "If Lingyu ignores the past grudges and is willing to respect you, I will naturally not treat the Zhong family badly."
Zhong Yuming said yes bravely.
He was hunched over, as if listening to instructions, humble and funny.
Shen Huaizhou looked at him, "On the contrary, if Lingyu hates you so much and doesn't want to have anything to do with you in the future, you secretly take advantage of me and Lingyu in the name of me. First, consider whether your fingers are enough to chop." .”
When Zhong Lingyu came down with the rattan suitcase, he saw Zhong Yuming lying on the ground with a pale face.
She ignored him and walked straight to Shen Huaizhou.
At this time, Zhong Yuming suddenly hugged Zhong Lingyu's feet and said, "Lingyu, I know I was wrong. After all, our father and daughter are connected by blood. I promise to treat you well in the future."
Zhong Lingyu put down the rattan leather box and knelt down to help him up.
Zhong Yuming looked at her expectantly, but there was still a subtle calculation in his eyes.
This kind of person can only be believed by Zhong Lingyu that he cares about family ties.
She said calmly: "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
Shen Huaizhou picked up the rattan leather box and took her hand, "Let's go."
Zhong Lingyu had no nostalgia and left this home full of painful memories without looking back.
For Zhong Yuming, missing Zhong Lingyu is equivalent to missing a cash cow.
He shamelessly chased her out and tried every means to try to keep her.
It's full of father-daughter affection, which is very funny.
Shen Huaizhou impatiently drew his gun.
Zhong Yuming was so frightened that he retreated back into the house.
After getting in the car, Shen Huaizhou looked back at Zhong Gongguan and asked, "Are you Zhong Yuming's biological child?"
How could such a coward father raise such a good daughter?
Zhong Lingyu snuggled into his arms and chuckled, "It would be great if I wasn't his biological child. Sometimes I think that having Zhong Yuming's blood on my body is actually quite disgusting."
"Follow me carefully from now on, I will love you, Lingyu." Shen Huaizhou brushed her hair away and kissed her forehead.
Only then did Zhong Lingyu see the blue on his palms.
This is probably the injury caused when he blocked the whip just now.
He was injured frequently and had a medicine kit in his car.
Zhong Lingyu grabbed his hand and applied medicine to him, "Does it hurt?"
She felt sorry for him, and Shen Huaizhou was very helpful.
He couldn't help but talk about love, "As long as you stay with me, it won't hurt if you get hurt."
Zhong Lingyu smiled lightly and did not respond.
In total, there are still thirteen days left before Shen Huaizhou leaves for Xiangcheng.
She had to start making plans.
