Ling Xiaochen suddenly punched, and the steely fist smashed into Leng Quan Yinji's face, his beautiful and bewitching face was red and swollen.

"The woman who dares to touch me, it seems that Leng Quanlan has not taught you how to be a person. Ling Xiaochen's fingers clenched so loudly that he saw that the cold spring silver oil and salt did not enter, and smashed it into his stomach again. Until Cold Spring Ginji curled up in a ball and closed his eyes.

"Take a picture and ask someone to bring a letter to Leng Quanlan, saying that he will not educate his grandson, and Lao Tzu will help him train for a few days first. ”

Zhang Peng stood up straight, pointed to a person casually, and asked, "Did you bring your mobile phone?"

The man came over neatly and took out his mobile phone to take a few photos, "Brother Peng, I'll go to Ben." ”

Zhang Peng flicked the ashes: "You shouldn't be stupid on the island." ”

"Brother Peng, I know, I'm going to call. ”

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"Do you know how to use a computer?" Zhang Peng had a calm face, this wilderness survival training has turned people into savages, right?

Ling Xiaochen couldn't listen to it anymore and left silently. If he stays any longer, he may not see the sun tomorrow.

Just as he was about to return to the military compound, the phone rang.

When I looked at the number, I scratched my head, looking like a catastrophe was coming.

"Bastard, you still know how to answer the phone, what have you been doing all this time?

"Uh-huh, I'll go back. ”

After all, it is in the company, and after all, Mr. Ling is also a person who wants to save face.

Mr. Ling (身shēn) was so angry that the people around him took the initiative to retreat, nodded and bowed from a distance and ran away quickly, dodging the plague god.

Only Qiangzi was not afraid of this strong evil spirit, risked his death, and handed over a red invitation.

Ling Xiaochen glanced at him suspiciously: "What is it?"

"My wedding card, hurry up and prepare the red envelope. ”

Ling Xiaochen was shocked, and opened the invitation card of the earth and red, and the words "The groom Tong Junqiang, the bride Ding Jun" came into view, especially the second look (日rì) period - August 1 (日rì).

"Are you really good at picking (日rì) sons, and you won't be notified until you get married next week?"

"Hey, hey, it's not like you're too busy. Qiangzi scratched his head and winked at him: "You must come." ”

"Fuck, uncle, don't you know that the company has made a big move recently, can't you find a time when Lao Tzu is idle to get married?" Ling Xiaochen said angrily, and he almost did it.

Tong Junqiang threw a smug look: "I know that you are jealous that Lao Tzu is faster than you, and Lao Tzu is about to have a son!hahahaha!"

Ling Xiaochen paused, he was indeed jealous.

"((cāo)cāo), your kid is fast enough, congratulations. ”

Tong Junqiang didn't forget to make up for it again: "You and Xiao Porcelain should also hurry up." ”

Yes, who allowed himself to show grace (love) in front of him before, the present world retribution, can only endure.

When his friend got married, he was sincerely happy. Even if the company is now facing a situation of fighting against the water, he is so busy that he doesn't even have time to sleep, this guy can still find time to get married!

He took this earthy red invitation to his home, and at a glance he saw an equally festive invitation on the coffee table, and the nose was not a nose and the eyes were not eyes, and he snorted unhappily.

"Yo he, who made our chief angry again?" Ling Xiaochen was about to make a joke, but Ling didn't intend to give him this opportunity.

"Look at the invitation from an old friend. Ling Zhenhai glared at him and continued: "People are going to be old women, and their great-grandson is about to be taken into their arms! ”

Ling Zhenhai did not leave any trace (affection) and pointed directly at his sore spots.

Ling Xiaochen's smile stiffened on his face.

"It's too much, old man. Ling Xiaochen's eyes narrowed: "I'll go take a shower and change my clothes first." ”

Mrs. Ling came over with the iced mung bean soup, put it heavily on the coffee table, and looked at Ling Zhenhai with her eyebrows: "Brother Chen'er hasn't been home for a long time, and as soon as he goes home, he will be counted by you." ”

The two stared at each other and sighed together for a long time.

"I'll take the bottle I've treasured for twenty years later, and I'll go get the old man a drink or two. ”

When Mrs. Ling heard this, her face was shocked, and she twisted her waist (body shēn) to find wine.

Ling Zhenhai couldn't help but sigh a few times, looked at the big red invitation in front of him, and slapped the table heavily. It is true that the two children are already engaged, but when he does not see them married, he is always in his heart.

At noon, the food in the courtyard is fragrant.

Ling Xiaochen felt that he had been away from this kind of fireworks for a long, long time.

The same is true for Zuo Lian porcelain, since she returned to the workplace, she has not had a serious meal at home, and now she smells the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, and can't help but hook her neck and look at the kitchen several times.

When Ling Zhenhai came in with wine, Zuo Lianci happened to come out of the kitchen with a large plate of chicken.

"丫头, the spirit (quite tǐng) is good. ”

Zuo Lian Porcelain smiled, glanced at the wine he was holding in his hand, and pretended to be surprised: "Grandpa Ling, isn't this your treasure, how can you be willing to take it out?"

"Haha, you little clever ghost. Ling Zhenhai put the wine on the table and said to Zuo Jinsong: "Drink two glasses?"

Zuo Jinsong glanced at Ling Xiaochen, and the second aunt immediately stepped forward and said to Ling Xiaochen: "You two haven't seen each other for a while, quickly find a quiet place to talk." ”

Ling Xiaochen glanced at the second aunt gratefully, and Zuo Lianci glanced at Yin Mei'er, seeing that she didn't hear what she should have done, she glanced at Ling Xiaochen, and the two went upstairs one after another.

After entering her room, Ling Xiaochen dared to look at her carefully, and saw that she was indeed not injured at all, so he felt better in his heart.

"Porcelain"

Zuo Lian porcelain looked at him like that, but he didn't care about it at first: "It's me who is careless, I think it's safe in my own home, you must not take this matter to yourself, don't hear it." ”

As far as Zuo Lian porcelain is concerned, this is nothing at all, even if she is really taken away by Leng Quan Yinji, she naturally has a way to escape.

Ling Xiaochen felt even more uncomfortable when he heard her say this, and he hugged her in the past, and the tip of his nose was full of the fragrance on her, which made him extremely satisfied.

"It will never happen again. ”

Zuo Lian Porcelain nodded, even if it was herself, she would not allow such a thing (情qíng) to happen a second time.

"However, through this time, I have a clearer understanding of the power of the Cold Spring Family. As far as Fengshen Group's current capital is concerned, it can't fight each other at all. ”

Ling Xiaochen wasn't worried at all, anyway, his bridge was almost built, with those people joining, even if he didn't expect them to do their best to help him, as long as they were willing to put a little pressure on the Cold Spring Group, the chances of victory on his side would not be small.

"I have some money here that might come in handy. ”

When Ling Xiaochen heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "Your money, it's better to keep it for yourself to buy clothes." ”

Zuo Lian porcelain blinked his eyes and was not in a hurry to explain.

"This money is to be used on the cutting edge. ”

"Well, that sounds like a good wife. ”