Chapter Twenty-Five: What a Temper

"Does my temper have anything to do with you?" The www.biquge.info of the pen fun pavilion looked at Lin Cheng's room with a disgusted expression, and Lin still said proudly.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you still make your place like a pigsty."

That's right, Lin Cheng's room is a little messy at this time, but it's still a lot better than the pigsty, this eldest lady's meaning is obvious, it's here to find fault!.

Thinking of this, Lin Cheng didn't give her a good face, sat down with a big grin, poured a cup of tea, and Lin Cheng said slowly.

"Shall I invite you to sit down, or will you do it yourself?"

Still with that disgusted expression, he found a bench that he thought looked okay, Lin still sat down slowly, ignoring Lin Cheng's tea, Lin still said directly.

"You leave Lin Zhiyun."

The hand holding the tea stiffened slightly, Lin Cheng smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, and Lin Cheng said slowly.

"Give me a reason?".

"You don't deserve her", I don't know why, when Lin still speaks, he always feels a sense of arrogance, which makes Lin Cheng very unhappy.

"How do you know I'm not worthy of her?".

"You are not as good as my brother Lin Fan in all aspects!"

"Yes", smiling slightly, Lin Cheng said unhurriedly.

"Just rely on your waste brother!" Xing's eyes widened, and Lin still slapped towards Lin Cheng with a big mouth.

"Smack", Lin Yi's wrist was tightly held by Lin Cheng, no matter how Lin Yi pulled back, he couldn't get out, and it was only at this time that a trace of panic flashed across Lin Yi's face.

"His strength?".

Lin Yi's whole body began to slowly emerge with a pale cyan fighting spirit, a wood-based fighting spirit, which was very inconsistent with Lin Yi's fiery temper, smiling slightly, the pure white fighting spirit slowly shrouded Lin Cheng's arm, faintly, it actually overwhelmed Lin Yi, who cultivated earlier than Lin Cheng.

His face turned red, and just when Lin was about to exert his strength again, Lin Cheng suddenly withdrew his fighting spirit and let go of the hand that the two were holding, and suddenly, a beautiful arc was drawn in the air.

Got up from the ground in a hurry, looking at Lin Cheng who was drinking tea leisurely, Lin still felt that the whole body was out of breath.

"I didn't expect that I hadn't seen you for half a year, and my strength was even better than mine", patting the dust on her buttocks, Lin still continued in her unique yin and yang tone.

Shrugging slightly, Lin Cheng was noncommittal.

"Even so, don't you want to catch up with Lin Zhiyun", throwing off this vicious word, Lin still turned around and left here, of course, before leaving, he didn't forget to slam the door fiercely.

After Lin still left, Lin Cheng's face became more and more cold, changed into clean clothes, and Lin Cheng walked towards the West Garden of Lin Mansion.

Lin Cheng's family lived in the East Garden, while the Fifth Elder Lin Qingzheng lived in the West Garden, so it was obvious that Lin Cheng had come to visit Lin Qing.

In the days when his talent was lost, Lin Cheng could be said to have suffered all the white eyes in this huge Lin Mansion, only the five elders had a trace of respect for themselves and their mothers, the icing on the cake was easy, and it was difficult to send carbon in the snow, so not long after he came back, Lin Cheng went to visit Elder Lin Qing.

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