"We don't need your apologies! As long as you get out! In the future, never come near our world! Ji Qixuan and An Xiuru held each other's hands tightly, eager to kill!

What is called "the fox's tail is finally exposed", is it what Ling Yichuan looks like? To tell the truth, An Xiuru and Ji Qixuan were indeed extremely angry at Ling Yichuan for using the company to suppress the company and delay his illness to chase his daughter, but this anger would not make them hate Ling Yichuan so much from the bottom of their hearts.

The reason why they were angry was definitely because at this time, after Ling Yichuan encountered something, he actually chose such a face to threaten them, which was a hundred times more disgusting than he did those things himself!

"Ling Yichuan, our family is poor, and it is not as good as you, but even if I die, I will never let my daughter be with someone like you! Get out of here! If you don't get out, I'll call the doctor, call the police!" Even if you handled those things very cleanly before, we can't sue you, but now, if you continue to rely on us, we must sue you! ”

They are a lot older, are they still afraid of Ling Yichuan's threat? Even if it's death, they're going to have to get their daughter out of this bastard!

"If you want to call the police, just go and report it!" Although Ling Yichuan's voice still sounded "fierce", his eyes were suddenly a little surprised and a little difficult to understand.

How so? Don't eat the soft ones, and don't eat the hard ones. He just wanted to stay, he didn't want to leave her side, how could it get worse and worse?

The hatred in Ji Qixuan and An Xiuru's eyes is getting more and more, getting deeper and deeper, if they hand them a knife in their hands at this time, they can stab them directly!

At the critical moment, Ling Mufeng didn't say a word, grabbed his son's hand and pulled him out.

Ling Yichuan didn't want to leave, and he couldn't understand: "Dad, why are you pulling me out?" I'm going to stay! I-"

Before he finished speaking, a glass of water spilled down.

Streams of water, sticking to a few strands of hair, poured down his head, obscuring his countenance.

Ling Yichuan's eyes widened, and he looked at the person who splashed him with water in front of him in disbelief, it was actually his father, it was Ling Mufeng!

Ling Mufeng didn't scold, didn't say a word heavy, and didn't accuse him, just picked up the glass next to him, and without saying a word, he gave him a cup!

"Are you awake?" Ling Mufeng's voice was still faint at this time, his eyes looked at his son, but he didn't have much accusation, just some indescribable anger.

Ling Yichuan nodded stunnedly.

"When you're sober, come out for me." He grabbed his son's hand and pulled it out without saying a word. Before Ling Yichuan could react, he was dragged out by his father.

Ye Zhiqiu also knew that the atmosphere in the room was really not very harmonious. She also nodded and greeted Ji Qixuan and An Xiuru - although these two people still had a very wary expression. Immediately, she also walked out with her husband and son.

"But Dad, I ......" Ling Yichuan's face was still dripping with droplets, a drop of water, sliding from his forehead across his cheeks, converging on his chin, and finally, falling to the ground.

"Go back." Ling Mufeng's answer was also extremely concise, but his eyes showed a sense of anger.