Mo Linglong broke out in a cold sweat and had difficulty breathing. "No, I'm not..."
I wouldn't dare blame him for beating her to death.
Unless she's tired of living.
Leng Zongkai raised his eyebrows and became colder and colder. "In need of food and clothing? Are you desperate? Is your Mo family ruined?"
Every word that was spoken in the cold air reached everyone's ears clearly.
Come on, these kinds of words are coming out, the head of the Leng family is angry, and the end of the Mo family is coming.
But think about it, it's just a break-up of the engagement, it's not a big deal.
Marriage and divorce are common these days. How can anyone die to break off an engagement?
Besides, if you want to cause trouble, you should also go to the real owner, the second young master of the Leng family.
It's really inexplicable that he avoids the real owner and makes trouble with irrelevant people.
This clearly shows that you are looking for a soft persimmon.
It's a pity that Miss Ye has never been a weakling who allows others to bully her!
Mo Linglong was stunned, her mouth opened wide, and she couldn't say a word for a long time, "I..."
Mo's father broke out in a cold sweat and quickly jumped out to smooth things over, "Brother Leng, don't be angry. My little girl can't speak, so don't blame her."
Leng Zongkai's face was expressionless, his eyes lowered, indifferent and indifferent.
Father Mo was frightened and his face was as pale as paper.
At this moment, a scream rang out at the right time. "People are coming, Young Master Megan is coming."
Everyone was shocked and stared at the entrance.
Under the expectation of everyone, a group of people walked in, all wearing sunglasses and suits, and in high spirits.
The man clustered in the middle is the most conspicuous, standing out from the crowd and attracting everyone's attention.
His handsome face, slender and tall figure, and noble aura attracted countless obsessed gazes.
As the host, Liang You greeted him enthusiastically. Luo Er's attitude was quite arrogant and he seemed difficult to get along with, but his noble aura was very charming and made many young girls' hearts beat wildly.
He was surrounded by people, and he looked like an emperor or a superstar.
The Leng family father and son sat on the sofa without standing up, watching the commotion scene calmly.
Qingting leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his mood was dull, and he was so bored.
Ai Meng rushed over immediately, but there were too many people and couldn't squeeze in, so she had to retreat in despair.
"Qingting, this young master is so charming. He is my type."
Qingting raised his eyebrows and played with his hair boredly, "It's a pity that people don't like you."
Ai Meng rolled her eyes angrily. Everyone else was so excited that their blood boiled with excitement. She was the only one who remained indifferent and lost interest. Is this really a woman?
"If you hate me, you'll pour cold water on someone. Maybe he likes me."
Qingting held the goblet for a moment, "Okay, there's no guilt in liking YY."
She was calm and relaxed, as if walking on a quiet country road, her eyes were peaceful, and her whole body exuded a pleasant aura.
Ai Meng was speechless. Forget it, she is not a normal person and her thinking is different from ordinary people.
In the distance, Young Master Megan's gaze swept around the room. When she looked in this direction, her eyes lit up and the corners of her mouth curled up.
Mo Linglong, who was standing next to Qingting, suddenly let out a scream, her limbs became weak, her heartbeat was thundering, and she couldn't walk anymore.
"Oh my God, he smiled at me, ahhhh."
The scream was too sharp. Qingting rubbed her ears in discomfort. Which eye saw the smile on her?
Ai Meng was so curious that she ignored her dislike for her and took the initiative to talk, "What? Do you know this young master Luo Er?"