readx;?“ Retribution? Ling Luo smiled lightly: "Ling Siming, the so-called retribution, you don't know it yourself." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 🤔 Do you still take everything you do for granted and are right? Oh, if that's the case, then you can only blame God for not opening your eyes. ”

After speaking, Ling Luo picked up his mobile phone and made a call to Ran Xiaoxiao: "Come in." ”

What should have been said to Ling Siming had already been said, and Ling Luo had also found that at this point, he couldn't say anything about family affection anymore.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

"Damn!" Ling Mo was so angry that he picked up the cup on the table and slammed it to the ground.

With a 'bang', the cup fell apart.

Ling Luo, that woman, dared to kick her out twice!

Slut!

Ling Mo was so angry that she was smoking, sitting on the long-backed sofa, seeing that the things on the table had been broken, and there was nothing to fall, so she could only close her eyes and pant deeply.

Dare to ride on her head and make a fortune!

Dead slut!

At this moment, a feeling of nausea came straight to her, and Ling Mo quickly walked to the bathroom and vomited violently.

The child in the belly, almost two months old.

Do you want to give birth to a child?

Judging from He Zhirong's suspicious personality, even if she gives birth to the child, He Zhirong will take the child to have a DNA test......

No, the child must be removed within three months!

Ling Mo squinted her eyes, her hand stroking her abdomen, and she had evil ideas in her head.

She had to make good use of the child.

She wants to use this child to deal a fatal blow to Ling Luo!

Even if she can't kill Ling Luo, she will have to be ruined!

"Child, don't blame your mother for being ruthless, if you want to blame, you blame the woman named Ling Luo. She was the one who forced your mother to this point, and she was the one who didn't let you be born into this world. Remember, revenge is looking for her, her name is Ling Luo. ”

In the chairman's office, Ling Luo couldn't help but shudder.

It was as if some foreboding had passed through my mind.

In an hour, Ran Xiaoxiao had basically made the plan clear to everyone, and Ling Siming sat in the chairman's position without saying a word.

But his face was pale.

Towards the end of this meeting, the door of the chairman's office was knocked eagerly, and Ling Luo frowned.

The bodyguard standing behind Ling Luo subconsciously prepared.

The secretary opened the door, walked in with a nervous expression, glanced at Ling Luo, and then walked over to Ling Siming and whispered a few words.

"Wait." Ran Xiaoxiao said coldly: "What's going on outside?" ”

The secretary didn't dare to speak, and Ling Siming's eyes darkened: "It's on strike." ”

"Strike? Why? Ran Xiaoxiao looked at Ling Luo with a puzzled expression.

Ling Siming closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Ling Luo put down the coffee in his hand: "Those who are on strike, please leave." ”

Unexpectedly, Ling Luo was so resolute, Ling Siming was the first to speak: "Ling Luo, why don't you ask why the people outside are on strike?" ”

"You won't answer, and no one here will answer me. Since you are not subject to my control, what are you going to do? Let's go, all of them. ”

"Wait a minute." At this time, Youyou walked in and bowed deeply to Ling Luo: "Miss Ling Luo, I'm sorry, those people who are striking outside are all my good friends in the Ling family. Because I knew I was going to be fired, I was reluctant to ......."

"The people out there want an explanation, right?" Ling Luo asked in a cold voice.

Youyou nodded, then shook his head quickly: "No." They just can't bear me. ”

"How many people are on strike outside?"

Youyou slowed down: "It's not too much ......"

"I didn't ask you, Xiaoxiao, take a look outside."

"Yes, Mr. Luo."