The master goes down the mountain: the beautiful president falls in love with me

"The boss is here? Great, I want to discuss with the boss about organizing your wedding!" Mr. Leng was about to get out of bed when he was held down by Gao Yuan and shook his head at him.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better keep pretending to be dead!"

Gao Yuan reminded in a low voice.

"Why?" Mr. Leng's eyes widened.

"You will understand later!"

Gao Yuan made a silent gesture to Mr. Leng, and then pulled Sakura to hide behind the screen.

boom--

Leng Yaodong pushed the door violently and entered.

After listening to Gao Yuan's words, Mr. Leng lay on the bed and crashed to death.

"Master, have you seen it all? You are hallucinating. This old man will die soon. How can he still laugh?"

"Yeah, sir, this old man won't survive tonight, don't joke, he's almost out of breath!"

"..."

Leng Yaodong's subordinates were talking all over the place.

Leng Changshan, the old man who was lying on the bed, was not in a dazed state, but could hear everything. At this moment, he was so angry that he was about to explode.

But thinking that this room is full of Leng Yaodong's people, once the other party knows that he is not dead, they will definitely kill him.

Good Leng Yaodong!

I treat you so well on weekdays!

How dare you treat Lao Tzu like this?

Seeing this, Leng Yaodong breathed a sigh of relief.

"You all listen to me!"

"From now on, no one is allowed to change the old man's medicine, let alone give the old man oxygen, and let the old man leave this world peacefully!"

The corner of Leng Yaodong's mouth curled up with a hint of complacency.

"Yes!"

"uncle!"

The crowd replied in unison.

"Ok?"

Leng Yaodong narrowed his eyes.

Everyone quickly changed their words: "Patriarch!"

Leng Yaodong laughed out loud when he heard this.

Laughter penetrated the roof and went straight to the sky!

Bed.

Mr. Leng was going crazy.

Good Leng Yaodong!

I'm not dead yet!

You just want to be in the top position?

Damn!

Fortunately, he listened to what Mr. Gao Yuan said just now, otherwise, he would have been killed by this bastard son right now.

"Patriarch, I have to say that this old thing's vitality is quite tenacious. You added so many condiments to the medicine, and he didn't even go west. He survived until now!"

"That's right, Patriarch, it's not too late for this matter, if it drags on, it will be a big trouble when that damn girl Leng Wu comes back!"

"Patriarch, why don't you do nothing..."

Leng Yaodong glared at that subordinate: "You mean you want me to kill my father with my own hands?"

The man quickly lowered his head.

The mood of the old man Leng on the bed eased a little, this bastard son still has a bit of conscience.

however.

next second.

Leng Yaodong suddenly grinned: "That's a good idea, anyway, this old thing will die sooner or later, it's better to let him reach bliss sooner!"

"The master is wise!"

Leng Yaodong's subordinates all heaved a sigh of relief.

They are most afraid of Leng Yaodong's wife's benevolence.

Drag back.

When Leng Wu came back, with her appeal in the family and the old man's will, it would not be so easy for Leng Yaodong to occupy the magpie's nest.

Why not kill old master Leng silently before Leng Wu comes back, and inherit the position of Patriarch logically.

In this way, even if Leng Wu came back, it would not help the matter.

When Mr. Leng heard this, his lungs almost exploded.

Leng Yaodong coldly ordered: "My family will mainly go to your young master, Leng Feng, to discuss matters related to the succession ceremony, and I will leave it to you to handle the matter of immortality!"

"As ordered!"

"Patriarch, don't worry, we guarantee that this old thing won't survive a quarter of an hour!"

Leng Yaodong's subordinates scrambled to show their loyalty.

Leng Yaodong nodded in satisfaction, then walked away without looking back.

Subsequently.

Leng Yaodong's subordinates discussed it, and two of them were left behind, and the others left with them, ready to inherit the grand ceremony.

It's also ironic!

The old man is going to die soon.

There are no funerals at home.

He even made a big fuss about the succession ceremony.

It's really against the rules!

Leng Yaodong's two subordinates took a pillow, walked slowly to the window of Mr. Leng, and pressed it firmly...