Mr. Ling said angrily and called Ling Bing: "Why are you scolding Su Manni?"
"Grandpa, why did you bring back Sumanni? Who is she? Is she worthy of living in our home?"
Ling Bing was filled with anger and asked angrily.
"I have the final say on whether she deserves it or not. What right do you have to scold her? Let me remind you, it's your fault that Sumanni is like this. If you don't reflect or apologize, how can you have the shame to scold her?"
"She rushed out to seek death on her own, what does it have to do with me? She is the kind of thing that can be given away with some money. As for taking her home?" Ling Bing didn't feel that she was wrong at all.
Mr. Ling was so angry that his liver ached. If Sumanni had nothing to do with him, of course he would not take her home. But now that Sumanni is his illegitimate daughter, and his illegitimate daughter was called a bitch by his granddaughter, then who is he?
Mr. Ling shouted sternly: "Shut up! You are so lawless! You dare to say anything!"
"Anyway, I'm not happy about something like Sumanni living in our house. Grandpa, please send her away immediately! Also, I want to come back and I want to be with you."
Mr. Ling couldn't tell Ling Bing that Sumanni was his daughter. He listened to Lingbing scolding Sumanni for exposing the veins on his forehead: "I tell you, you must apologize for scolding Sumanni today!"
"I won't apologize. Let me apologize to Sumani and let me die!"
"Okay, you won't apologize, right? Then you can continue to stay there! I'm not afraid to tell you that if you don't change your bad temper, you will never come back in this life!"
Mr. Ling hung up the phone angrily, and Su Manni sat in a wheelchair and watched all this with a confused look on her face.
What's going on? She thought that Mr. Ling would just pretend to ask about Ling Bing's situation, but she didn't expect that Mr. Ling would scold Ling Bing for her.
Why did Mr. Ling do this to her? What was his purpose?
After Mr. Ling hung up the phone, Ling Bing was so angry that she couldn't find anything to vent her anger to. She threw away all the snacks and fruits brought by the servant, and then angrily walked off the terrace and went straight to the garden.
The flowers in the garden were blooming just right, but Ling Bing didn't have the slightest intention to appreciate them. She grabbed a stick and hit the blooming flowers hard.
"I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death, you're a cruel woman! Mo Wanxi, you don't deserve to die! You robbed my man! Sumanni, you bitch, you robbed my grandfather! I'll beat you to death!"
She beat and scolded her at the same time, causing flower petals to fly and scattered branches and leaves all over the ground.
Ling Bing looked at the flowerbed that she had destroyed in a mess, took a breath, threw the stick away with satisfaction, clapped her hands and walked forward.
Not far away, a woman's surprised voice came from behind: "What's going on? Who did this? Who did this? How could you treat such a beautiful flower so cruelly?"
Hearing the woman's voice, Ling Bing turned her head suddenly. There was a woman standing next to the flower garden where she had just made trouble. The woman looked distressed at the fallen branches and leaves on the ground and was about to cry.
Seeing the woman's face clearly, Ling Bing's eyes flashed with astonishment, then he turned around and walked straight towards her: "Song Yan? Can you stand up?"
"Miss!" The woman who saw Ling Bing calling Song Yan lowered her head subconsciously, not daring to look at Ling Bing's face.
Ling Bing was very happy to see Song Yan and grabbed Song Yan's hand: "Your legs are healed? Didn't you say that you can only spend your whole life in bed? When did you feel better? Why not when your legs are healed?
tell me?"
Song Yan lowered her head, not daring to look at Ling Bing, and her voice was as low as a mosquito: "Miss...I...I'm not..."
"Nothing? Song Yan, I didn't mean to do that to you. I know you are the best to me. I have been very sad when something happened to you. I didn't see you because I was afraid that you would be sad. You are my favorite person and I don't want to see it.
Since you are like this, I have never come to see you."
Song Yan twitched the corner of her mouth and said in a low voice: "I know the lady is good to me."
Ling Bing seemed unable to see Song Yan's discomfort: "Song Yan, do you still remember the boyfriend you made? Do you want to see him? Shall I take you to meet your boyfriend?"
Song Yan waved her hands in panic: "Miss, I don't have a boyfriend. I have never had a boyfriend."
"Why not? Don't deny it. I saw you and him together. He was He Yucheng's bodyguard, wasn't he?" Ling Bing saw that Song Yan refused to admit it and went straight to the topic.
"Bodyguard? He Yucheng? Who is He Yucheng?" Song Yan had a puzzled expression on her face.
"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of him. Let me tell you now, He Yucheng is He Qishao, the extremely handsome man protected by your boyfriend. He is the president of Huafeng and the most handsome and richest man in the world."
"President Huafeng? President Huafeng's bodyguard?" Song Yan had a shocked expression on her face.
"Yes, that man didn't tell you his identity, right? Let me tell you, he is very respectable in front of He Qishao. I heard that He Yucheng gave him billions in money."
The shocked expression on Song Yan's face increased: "The bodyguard is really... really so rich?"
"Of course! Song Yan, your legs are healed now. Go find him immediately and ask him to marry you!"
Song Yan's expression was obviously not right, "Miss... this... this... this is impossible!"
Ling Bing's patience to say so much has reached her limit. Seeing that Song Yan kept hesitating and refused to give her the right words, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared: "Why is it impossible? Didn't you sleep with him?
?That day in Las Vegas, when the police were doing their rounds, I saw with my own eyes that He Yucheng's bodyguard was in your room. You were disheveled, and so was he. Since he slept with you, you have to hold him accountable. Don't you think so?
Don’t want to be a rich person?”
Song Yan lowered her head and said nothing. She didn't know what she was thinking. Ling Bing smiled and said, "There's one more thing I'd like to remind you. When I had an incident with you, it was because of that damn bodyguard. His enemies were targeting you.
You're the one who caused us trouble, right? If it weren't for you, something would happen to me? I wouldn't be separated from the man I love!"
"Miss, I'm sorry!"
"What can I change if I'm sorry? Song Yan, I never told my grandpa and my dad about your affair with He Yucheng's bodyguard. If my grandpa and my dad knew that what happened to me was because you provoked people you shouldn't have provoked, you
Do you know what the consequences will be?"
Ling Bing pressed forward step by step, "Song Yan, I want to talk to you properly because of our past friendship. Don't be disrespectful. Let me tell you, your family is still here. Are you sure you don't care about your family?"
What do you think about your family?"
"Miss, what do you want me to do?" Song Yan lowered her head and asked.
Ling Bing said coldly: "I only need you to do a very simple thing. You go find He Yucheng's bodyguard and rekindle your love with him. Then I need you to do one thing for me."
