Zhou Man saw that so many people couldn't beat Lin Chuan, so why should he fight?
Moreover, Lin Chuan is known to have a bad reputation. If Yang Tusheng is beaten for good or bad, what will she do in the future?
So she stepped forward and grabbed Lin Chuan tightly, shouting: "Lin Chuan, stop fighting, we don't want you to pay compensation, so I'm begging you!"
Lin Chuan originally didn't want to fight.
If it weren't for this era, he wouldn't bother to fight anyone who has the right to speak.
But the arrogant murderous aura in his eyes was not missing at all.
He also said coldly: "Get out of my way. If I don't kill him today, I won't be Lin Chuan. Anyway, I'm going to die on my own. If I kill one, that's enough. If I kill two, I'll still earn one!"
He tried his best to shake Zhou Man away, and then went up to fight him.
This is what Zhou Man fears the most.
No one would care if Lin Chuan died, but her boss couldn't die.
Where can I take care of so much now?
Zhou Man simply hugged Lin Chuan's thigh and begged at the top of his lungs: "Linchuan, we were wrong. We shouldn't have come to your house to make trouble. I beg you to stop fighting. I'm kowtowing to you!"
As he spoke, Zhou Man's forehead hit the ground one after another.
I don’t know whether it’s true or not, and Lin Chuan doesn’t even care about it.
Yang Tusheng, who was a little more sober, felt extremely depressed when he saw his wife begging Lin Chuan like this.
But no matter how angry he is, he can't defeat Lin Chuan. He can only be angry and has no moves at all.
Lin Chuan didn't want people to watch the fun, so he snorted coldly and said: "Yang Tusheng, remember this for me, if you let me see your son bullying my daughter again, I will beat you up, get out of here right now!"
Zhou Man thanked Yang Tusheng profusely and helped Yang Tusheng's body, which weighed more than 200 kilograms, and limped away with their useless relatives.
But it was impossible for Yang Tusheng to swallow this breath.
As he walked, he turned back and glared at Lin Chuan fiercely.
"Just wait for me. If I don't kill you, I'm not Yang Tusheng!"
At this time, Lin Chuan wanted to enter the hospital, but found that the door was locked.
He also wanted to give Qin Mengying time to calm down, so he smiled lightly, sat on the stone at the door, and took a rest first.
In the room, Qin Zhensheng smoked puff after puff.
No matter how strong the smoke was, it still couldn't make the anger in his stomach subside.
Shen said coldly: "Don't say anything. You are going to get divorced tomorrow. We, the old Qin family, can no longer embarrass ourselves with that good-for-nothing!"
Qin Mengying, who was crying, was so depressed that she almost suffocated.
I felt that Lin Chuan had some hope, but he strangled him to death.
That's it for her life.
Do you still expect Lin Chuan to improve?
Qin Mengying felt that she was really too naive.
But the paradox is that Qin Mengying still has a little worry about Lin Chuan in her heart.
This prompted her to open the door despite Qin Zhensheng's obstruction.
When she saw Lin Chuan sitting quietly outside the door, the intense entanglement made her heart tingle violently.
This made her no longer able to suppress the pain in her heart, and she struggled as if she was terminally ill: "Lin Chuan, don't live this day anymore, I can't hold on any longer.
If you want to watch me die with your own eyes, can't you do it if I help you? Can't you just stop torturing me like this?"
Lin Chuan felt a stab of pain in his heart again.
Guilt and heartache were entangled on his deep face, and burned his eyes.
Even if there are thousands of words, they cannot express my debt to Qin Mengying.
He could only say solemnly: "Okay, I promise you, I will get a divorce tomorrow!"
After saying that, Lin Chuan suddenly turned around and strode away.
The tears falling from the corners of her eyes hit Qin Mengying hard in her heart.
Normally speaking like this, Lin Chuan would definitely fight with fists and kicks.
But today, I agreed so happily.
Qin Mengying was even shocked that Lin Chuan cried.
As a result, Lin Chuan's back had disappeared, and Qin Mengying was still looking blankly at the hazy and depressing alley, her mind going blank.
At this time, Lin Chuan had arrived at Yu Meiling's tailor shop.
He's not here for comfort.
But that's what Yu Meiling thought.
He also smiled and joked: "You are really amazing now. You even dare to beat Yang Tusheng. Do you know that his brother Yang Tufeng is quite capable in the city? If you beat his brother like this, will he spare you?"
Of course Lin Chuan knew.
If you're afraid, don't fight.
There is no need to be afraid after being beaten.
there is always a solution to a problem.
Compared with those opponents in his previous life, they were nothing.
Therefore, Lin Chuan still said with disdain: "It's nothing special, I'm here to ask you to do me a favor!"
Yu Meiling thought that his money was tight again, so she said helplessly: "Tell me, how much do you want to borrow this time?"
Lin Chuan laughed.
"What are you talking about? Is there nothing else between us? I want you to make me two sets of clothes!"
"make clothes?"
Yu Meiling is strange.
Lin Chuan didn't make clothes all year long. He got into a fight today. Why did he suddenly want to make clothes?
"What kind of clothes are you going to make? Will you wear it yourself or make it for someone else?"
"I will make it for you and my wife. You two will have one set each. The fabric will be the best cotton fabric in your store, not polyester. And you two must wear it before noon tomorrow!"
The smile on Yu Meiling's face gradually turned into surprise.
"Did someone beat you in the head to make you stupid? What kind of clothes are you making for me? Who do you want us to wear them for? And cotton fabrics are very expensive, costing more than ten yuan per meter.
Can you tell me what you want to do?"
Lin Chuan just smiled indifferently, there was no need to explain now.
Whether you can keep Qin Mengying's heart depends on this opportunity.
Therefore, he just said calmly: "Don't ask, you will know when the time comes. Give me the paper and pen, and I will draw the picture for you now, and then I will make the pattern for you myself!"
"What?"
Yu Meiling was so surprised that her mouth opened wide.
He looked at Lin Chuan as if he were a monster.
She has been a tailor for so many years and she doesn’t know how to make patterns. How could Lin Chuan know how to make patterns?
That's a craft that only senior fashion designers can master.
Is Lin Chuan teasing her here?
However, Lin Chuan had already taken the pen and paper at this time, his wrists were nimble, his pen tip moved like the wind, and his eyes were extremely focused.
How could Yu Meiling know that one of Lin Chuan's jobs in his previous life was as a grooming apprentice in a clothing factory in the south.
Not only did I learn how to dress up, I also learned how to cut and design.
What he is designing now is the most fashionable professional wear for women born in the 1950s.
A few minutes later, a set of designs for women's clothing appeared in front of Yu Meiling.
When she saw the fashionable and avant-garde design in the design, Yu Meiling was stunned and stunned.