"This ......"

Ling Xuanyan took the contract and fixed his eyes on his personal signature.

Two seconds later.

He threw the contract in Wang Shenyu's face.

"Your royal family is fake, use dim sum."

Ling Xuanyan picked up Ling Bao: "Let's go." ”

"Fake?" Wang Shenyu didn't believe it.

This signature was stamped from Ling Xuanyan's desk.

How can there be a fake?

"Ling Xuanyan, you can see clearly, this is your signature!"

"Second Uncle Wang," Xiao Lingbao leaned on Ling Xuanyan's shoulder and kindly reminded, "Uncle Sanhuo's third fire is a little more." ”

She made a big grimace at Wang Shenyu.

Wang Shenyu opened his eyes wide.

Isn't it?

The fire under the word "Yan" has an extra point on the left!

It's a typo!

Ling Xuanyan's personal signature, how could he make such a low-level mistake?

"This ......"

Wang Shenyu and Wang Chuyou glanced at each other and saw the blank stunned in each other's eyes.

"I also have a word of advice for your Wang family," Ling Yanhua returned Wang Chuyou's words to her,

"If you do many acts of injustice, you will kill yourself, and if you do many evils, you will have a harvest."

"Yanhua!"

……

"So, the Wang family made a fake contract to blackmail the Ling family?"

Such an inferior plan, Old Man Ling couldn't believe it.

The Wang family just lost a little Lingbao they looked down on, how could it be like losing their brains?

"They must have taken this by mistake."

Ling Xuanyan took out a clay seal and put it on the coffee table.

"This is ......," Old Man Ling picked up.

When I saw the signature on the front, I couldn't help but open my pupils slightly.

"A little more fire?"

The old man is worthy of being more spicy and steady, and he can see the problem at a glance.

"This clay seal is in my drawer, alongside my normal signature......"

Because the color was gray, Ling Xuanyan didn't notice it for a while.

Just now he made a special trip back to the Ling clan to check it out, and he found it.

But the inner ghost sent by the Wang family was even more blind, and directly took a look at this fake, stole it out and stamped the contract.

"Ling Bao, is this what you pinched?"

The old man didn't think about it, and held up the clay seal in front of Xiao Lingbao.

Xiao Ling Bao forked his waist: "Yes, it was Ling Bao who pinched it." ”

In the clay class in kindergarten, there was still a little mud left, so she pinched this casually.

In those days, I happened to be learning the names of my uncles, so I pinched Uncle Sanhuo's ......

Old man: "Sure enough, ......"

It is the best policy to let Ling Xuanyan bring Ling Bao over to negotiate.

A thousand mistakes, Ling Bao is good!

Ling Bao was a little embarrassed, scratching his little brain: "Ling Bao is still young, pinched a little wrong...... It's a little more, a little more, a little bit ......"

I'm really embarrassed to get to Uncle Wang's fake uncle.

There will be a next time...... Well, it's still a pit!

The old man couldn't cry or laugh: "Then when did Ling Bao put this in your Uncle Sanhuo's drawer?" ”

Xiao Lingbao poked his little chin: "Hmm...... Last time, Uncle Erkou took the baby to Uncle Sanhuo's office to play...... Uncle Erkou was almost eaten by the worm spirit......"

Everyone's eyes looked at the second child in unison.

Ling Yixuan, who hadn't understood the plot yet: "What? See what I'm doing? I didn't let Ling Bao let it go, it's not me. ”

Everyone: "......"

Forget it.

The second child was born selfless and gave his IQ to all his brothers.

"Ling Bao," the old man patted Xiao Ling Bao's hand earnestly,

"Grandpa is also old, and after your second uncle, I will rely on you."

Ling Yixi: ......?

The old man's tone of trust, is it the opposite?

Xiao Lingbao patted his chest: "Grandpa, don't worry, with Ling Bao here, he will definitely not let the second uncle die ugly!" ”

Ling Yixi: ......

Poof-

Almost didn't die on the spot.

……

Xiao Lingbao practiced dancing in the dance studio.

Tomorrow is the day to perform on stage.

The fourth elder, Ling Yongshuo, stumbled in, holding the clay seal in his hand.

"Ling Bao, Ling Bao, did you pinch this?"

"Yes," Xiao Lingbao gracefully circled, "Uncle." ”

–

The dance teacher on the side rubbed his eyes in disbelief, giving off a strange brilliance.

Ling Yongshuo didn't care.

"Ling Bao, you—Do you like kneading mud?"

Xiao Lingbao nodded: "I like it." ”

"Then, can the fourth uncle teach you to pinch it?" Ling Yongshuo was a little apprehensive.

When the eldest brother came home with the seal, he didn't go downstairs, and only later did he see this fake that Ling Bao pinched......

This, if not a little more, can be completely false and true.

No wonder the Wang family was cheated by a dog gnawing mud.

There are no impermeable walls.

The embarrassment in the negotiation room has spread throughout the business circles of the imperial capital, and the Wang family has become a proper joke.

Now after dinner, everyone ridicules them for carving a radish chapter by themselves, and Xiao thinks about the Ling family's hundreds of millions of projects.

Xiao Lingbao's talent in sculpture was so strong that Ling Yongshuo, the former king, trembled.

He wanted to train her, nurture her.

Let her fulfill her unfulfilled wishes......

"No." I didn't expect Xiao Lingbao to shake his finger and tell the truth,

"Uncle doesn't take care of his hands seriously, and he can't teach Xiao Lingbao."

Ling Yongshuo: "......"

Because it was too painful to soak the golden red moon vine with needles, he asked Lao Wu to treat him slowly.

I didn't expect Xiao Lingbao to know.

"Ling Bao," Ling Yongshuo wanted to discuss the conditions, "Uncle will take care of his hands, but there will be an international competition to be held soon, we can practice first......"

"No way!" Xiao Lingbao's attitude was extremely resolute this time,

She frowned solemnly, "Only Michelangel can teach Ling Bao, Uncle, no!" ”

Ling Yongshuo slowly clenched his fists.

"So, when I recover, you're going to let me teach you, right?"

"That's right."

"Okay!"

Ling Yongshuo nodded, "You wait for me!" ”

Ten minutes later, there was a roar from the fourth room.

The third: "What has the fourth child been doing lately?" ”

Second child: "Practice...... Sunflower Treasure? ”

Seven: "No—would—right?" Why don't you practice that from the palace? ”

Second child: "He's a, and it's pretty much the same." ”

Lao Ba: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not ...... From depression to mania? ”

The second child slapped the table: "I bet on a bag of melon seeds, he is practicing the sunflower book." ”

Lao Ba smiled coldly: "I bet on a pack of spicy strips, he has mania." ”

The third: "I'll press the eighth." ”

The seventh: "I will suppress the eighth." ”

Ling Yixi, heart attack.

Didn't anyone press him?

Between the brothers, there is not even trust in the spicy strips.

It's a little sad.

……

In the room, Ling Wenyang pulled out the needle on Ling Yongshuo's knuckles.

Soak in the water of the golden red moon vine.

"If you want to recover as soon as possible, it's best to soak the needle in the potion, I'll come back tomorrow, by the way, this stopper, I just forgot to give it to you."

"Stopper?"

Ling Wenyang: "Yes, gag your mouth." ”

With a black face, he took off the earbuds and threw them in the trash: "Next time, be conscious, put them on yourself." ”

Golden red moon vine, the effect is very good.

It's just a bit of a waste doctor...... of the ears.

……

Ling Yixi took a group of brothers and stole them to the fourth room.

Quietly opened a crack in the door—

Seeing it, Ling Yongshuo was holding a plug in one hand and an "embroidery needle" in the other......

(End of chapter)