private marriage

Dusty tattoo.

Ling Nuanqing sat in the yard with broken glass beside the table and at her feet.

Yu Chang was answering the police not far away, "A group of people rushed in, we didn't know each other, and they smashed things when they saw them."

"Did those people say anything?"

"No, they covered their faces with masks, and everyone held an iron rod in their hands. Anyone who dared to stop them would be beaten."

At that time Ling Nuanqing and Yu Chang were both in the shop, he wanted to pick up a chair and fight them, but fortunately Ling Nuanqing stopped him.

Yu Chang remembered that she just looked at her like this, her eyes were very complicated, reluctance, anger, sadness, all kinds of emotions were mixed in her bottom, but Ling Nuanqing held Yu Chang firmly, there were many people on the other side, Both of them were not enough to be beaten.

"There should be surveillance in the store, right?"

"Have."

Yu Chang went inside to call out the surveillance camera.

Ling Nuanqing knew in her heart who did it. The news of Ni Songchang's arrest spread wildly. The Ni family is now in chaos. Ni Lei can't be rescued. The biggest backer has collapsed. They can't touch Ling Shaocheng, they can only touch her.

That night, the homes of many dignitaries in Song City received a basket of fish, freshly salvaged and frozen.

When asked who sent it, it turned out that it was Ling Shaocheng who was recovering from illness.

Smart people should have seen what was wrong.

The Fuchen Tattoo Parlor was smashed, and it will take time for the police to find someone, and if they want to open, they have to redecorate.

Fortunately, many of the customers Ling Nuanqing received did not come to the store, some directly traded online, and some simply made appointments outside, like this one today.

Ling Nuanqing took the subway there, pulled the waiter and asked, "Where is the elegant banquet box?"

"I'll take you there."

Ling Nuanqing said thank you and followed the waiter. The two came to the door of a box, and the waiter raised his hand and knocked on the door.

There were footsteps inside, and soon the door was pulled open.

Ling Nuanqing raised her head to see Mingyue's face clearly, and was about to leave when she heard a voice behind her. "Miss Ling, don't go, I'm the one who made an appointment with you."

She turned her head and glanced, a man who was only about 35 years old was walking out quickly, pushing Ling Nuanqing's shoulder into the box.

Since Mingyue is here, Ling Shaocheng must be there too.

There was also a woman sitting next to him, Ruiyu.

Ling Nuanqing clenched the bag tightly, "Since Mr. Zhao has guests, we can change the time."

"No, no, don't you all know each other? Miss Ling, please sit down."

Ling Shaocheng's face was handsome and cold, but he could also see the displeasure hidden between his brows. "Mr. Zhao, what does this mean?"

When the surname Zhao heard it, his heart ached. Could it be that today's flattery is about to be slapped on the horse's feet?

"Mr. Ling, everyone knows about you. We are not worthy of you in private. We also deeply feel that this Miss Ling is not a joke. She has done things too cruelly and too ruthlessly! Today I will definitely ask her to apologize to you in person. Kneel on the ground and repent!"

Ling Nuanqing never expected that she would be involved again.

Even if she hides deliberately, it's useless no matter how far she hides.

She turned around and walked towards the door. The surname Zhao was not in a hurry. He saw her running to open the door, but his people were standing outside, and he didn't say let her go. Ling Nuanqingxiu wanted to go out from here.

Ling Nuanqing simply calmed down, "Mr. Zhao, you don't have to do this. Isn't it afraid that others will see your joke if it is spread like this?"

The dishes on the table are all complete. She is the protagonist today, but she is a character who is not worthy of eating on the table.

Ruiyu's chopsticks were placed in front of her, but she didn't move.

She stared at the shrimp in front of her, and Ling Shaocheng suddenly asked her with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

The corners of Ruiyu's mouth were lightly drawn, and she looked at him with a raised smile, "Yes."

Ling Shaocheng locked her up and often starved her every meal, but Ruiyu didn't dare to reveal it in front of Ling Nuanqing.

Ling Shaocheng picked up the chopsticks to pick her up. The shrimp was very slippery, and fell back into the plate as soon as he picked it up.The man simply scooped up a few grains with a spoon and sent them to Ruiyu's mouth along with the gorgon inside.

She opened her mouth and he fed, with a very careful attitude. "Is it tasty?"

Ruiyu's mouth was full, she hurriedly nodded and said. "tasty."

She was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, but she couldn't use her hands, so she could only let Ling Shaocheng feed her.

Ling Shaocheng glanced at Mingyue next to him. "What are you doing standing up? Sit down and eat together."

"Thank you, Mr. Ling."

When the surname Zhao saw Ling Nuanqing standing at the door, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed her arm, and forcibly pulled her to the table.

"Mr. Ling, I didn't know that you were killed by this woman before, and I always feel sorry for you..."

Ming Yue interrupted the man. "Does Mr. Ling still need you to feel sorry for him?"

"No, no, look at my stupid mouth." The surname Zhao picked up the white wine on the table, held the wine glass in the other hand, and poured a full glass into the glass. "Today, she must make a good apology to you. If you are not comfortable, she will not be able to leave today."

Ling Shaocheng was sitting in the first place, and those people from before started to curry favor with him again.

These gangs are all geniuses, they only need a slight wind blowing, and they will immediately fall on both sides like grass on the wall.

The person surnamed Zhao handed the wine glass to Ling Nuanqing, "Apologize to Mr. Ling, hurry up."

"Why should I apologize to him?"

The surname Zhao almost blurted out that she drove Ling Shaocheng crazy, but he didn't dare to call a lunatic in front of this Mr. Ling. "You know best what you have done."

"Can I leave here as long as I drink this glass of wine?"

"Kneel down again, kowtow three times, and crawl to Mr. Ling's feet on his knees. He will forgive you."

This kind of thought of ruining others can easily pop up a hundred in Zhao's mind.

The two were in a stalemate, and Ruiyu's voice came from Ling Nuanqing's ears, "Shaocheng, I want to eat the fish over there."

Hearing this, Ling Shaocheng turned the plate of fish in front of Ling Nuanqing, and when he came to him, he raised his hand to press the rotating round platform, and took out the softest piece of fish maw with his chopsticks.

"Beware of thorns."

"Then you pick it up for me."

Ruiyu knows how to eat now, so she doesn't even need to lift her hand. Ling Nuanqing didn't reach out to take the wine glass. The surname Zhao wanted to force her to pour it, "Don't toast and eat the fine wine."

The hard wine glass hit Ling Nuanqing's lips, she was about to struggle, and her mouth smelled of blood.

The one surnamed Zhao would not be sympathetic to the fragrance and cherish the jade. The wine glass broke her lips, and the white wine that came out stained Ling Nuanqing's wound, causing her to tremble in pain.

Mingyue was eating, so he put down his chopsticks. "Mr. Ling actually doesn't want to see her. Whether she is doing well or not has nothing to do with Mr. Ling. The best thing is to keep out of sight."

Even though he said that, the person surnamed Zhao realized another meaning. Did he think he was too light?