After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

After returning to the bedroom, Su Qianman was carried into the bathroom by Leng Xiaochen.

Two blurry figures entangled to the extreme were reflected on the frosted glass door.

The sounds in the bathroom rose and fell, stretching endlessly.

The night is getting darker.

When Su Qianman was carried back to bed by the man, she was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep.

This bath made her very tired.

......

The next day.

Qingfeng Hall.

On the edge of City A, a mansion stands majestically.

The tall bluestone wall is studded with spikes and shines with cold light.

The vermilion gate has shining copper nails and a domineering and ferocious tiger-head door knocker.

Above the door, there is a plaque that reads "Qingfengtang".

The gold edges shine and the font is powerful.

The pair of stone lions in front of the door are majestic and intimidating.

The entire mansion seemed quiet, but an invisible aura of dominance permeated the air.

A Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the mansion.

The car door slowly opened, and a couple with outstanding temperament got out hand in hand.

The man was tall and strong, wearing a hand-sewn black suit. He had a handsome and cold face. In the sun, he gave off a cold and imposing aura that kept strangers away.

The woman next to him was wearing a cool suit and her hair was meticulously groomed and neatly draped behind her head.

She held the man's arm, her bright and charming face looking at the majestic mansion in front of her, her expression a little shocked.

So this is Qingfengtang.

It really lives up to its reputation.

"Xiao Chen, didn't you say someone would pick up Tingting?"

Su Qianman looked around and didn't see Fang Tingting.

The voice just fell.

A Maybach came speeding in and quickly stopped next to the Rolls-Royce.

The car door opened, and Mo Beiting's tall and straight figure came into view first.

Mo Beiting walked quickly to the passenger side and opened the door.

I saw Fang Tingting slowly walking out of the car.

She was wearing a pure white dress, with her black hair falling on her shoulders, and her hair fluttering in the breeze.

Seeing Mo Beiting appear, Su Qianman frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Why is Mo Beiting here?

Just to accompany Tingting?

"Tingting, you're here."

Su Qianman hurriedly walked forward, took Tingting's hand, and a friendly smile appeared on her face.

Fang Tingting nodded slightly, with a little nervousness on her face.

Su Qianman patted Fang Tingting's hand soothingly.

Then the four of them walked towards the gate of Qingfeng Hall together.

Once inside, there were two rows of guards in black suits standing inside.

They had serious expressions and their hands were behind their backs.

The outline of the weapon is vaguely visible at the waist, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Everyone, please come with me."

A tall subordinate walked over quickly.

He bowed slightly, his tone respectful yet a little firm.

Leng Xiaochen said nothing, his face stern and expressionless, as he walked forward holding Su Qianman's hand.

The four of them walked along the bluestone path.

Leng Xiaochen and Su Qianman walked in front, followed closely by Mo Beiting and Fang Tingting.

The two girls couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling a little nervous.

When you walk into the lobby, you will see that it is decorated magnificently.

In the center of the lobby stands a huge mahogany table, surrounded by a circle of carved chairs.

The door curtain of the inner room moved, and Huo Zhuozhen, the head of Qingfeng Hall, walked out.

He was wearing a black brocade gown and a mutton-fat jade pendant tied around his belt.

His resolute face reveals the dignity and steadiness of someone who has been in power for a long time.

"Master Leng, Master Mo, you are a rare guest. It's rare for you to come to Qingfeng Hall."

Huo Zhuozhen glanced at everyone and said with a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

Mo Beiting had a cold expression and looked at him calmly.

"I have something to talk to you about." Leng Xiaochen uttered a few words indifferently, his voice was cold and without a trace of warmth.

Huo Zhuozhen raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Oh? What's the matter that requires so much effort?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Su Qianman and Fang Tingting and asked, "Who are these two ladies?"

Su Qianman let go of Leng Xiaochen's hand and greeted him generously: "Mr. Huo, my name is Su Qianman."

Hearing this name, Huo Zhuozhen's eyes changed color and whispered: "Your last name is Su too?"

Su Qianman felt a little strange and didn't know why he asked that, but she nodded anyway.

Leng Xiaochen frowned slightly, a little confused, and stared at Huo Zhuozhen.

Huo Zhuozhen then came to his senses and looked at Fang Tingting again.

Fang Tingting smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Fang Tingting."

"It's a rare occasion to have these two beauties come to Qingfeng Hall today. They are such a beautiful sight."

Huo Zhuozhen waved his hand and sighed, but there was not much appreciation in his eyes.

"We want to find two of your men. One is called Fang Tianming and the other is called Wang Liang."

Leng Xiaochen looked directly at Huo Zhuozhen with his deep eyes and said bluntly.

"So you're here to look for someone."

Huo Zhuozhen turned around and sat back in his seat. "I have so many people under my command. It's quite difficult to find two people. And if I want to ask for something, it has conditions."

After saying that, he smiled with interest and then picked up the teacup calmly.

He blew gently to remove the hot steam from the cup and took a sip slowly.

"What conditions?" Su Qianman asked curiously.

Leng Xiaochen and Mo Beiting looked at each other, and their expressions became more solemn.

"As for these conditions, I'm sure Young Master Leng and Young Master Mo are very clear about them."

After saying this, Huo Zhuozhen smiled smugly.

Leng Xiaochen and Mo Beiting's faces darkened, and the light in their eyes dimmed a lot.

Su Qianman and Fang Tingting both looked at the men beside them with confusion.

What did Huo Zhuozhen mean?

Did they know Huo Zhuozhen before?

"Huo Zhuozhen, is it the same as before?"

Mo Beiting crossed his arms over his chest, took a step forward, and said in a muffled voice.

Huo Zhuozhen raised his eyebrows and answered slowly, "Of course."

As he spoke, he smiled and a hint of provocation flashed in his eyes: "However, this time I will not fight with you. Let someone else fight with you."

beat?

fight?

Why is there suddenly a fight?

Su Qianman and Fang Tingting were both stunned.

"Master Leng, Master Mo, I want to fight you."

At this time, a strong muscular man came over.

There was a ferocious smile on his face and his eyes were full of provocation and disdain.

Seeing the muscular man's figure, Su Qianman and Fang Tingting frowned and their eyes widened instantly.

Leng Xiaochen and Mo Beiting want to fight with him?

this......

They can't beat them.

How to do this?

Why are we going to fight for no reason?

Both girls were very confused.

Leng Xiaochen's eyes flashed, and he secretly clenched his fists, staring at the muscular man with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Mo Beiting moved his wrists and gently twisted his neck, making a "cracking" sound.

It was like she was warming up for the upcoming battle, while also demonstrating to the muscular man.

Su Qianman looked at the two men with a frown on her face.

What are they doing?

Are they really going to fight?

Fang Tingting nervously pulled the corner of Su Qianman's clothes gently.

Do they have any grudges or disputes with Qingfengtang?

Why is the situation so tense?

She didn't dare to stop him rashly and could only look for help to Su Qianman who was also panicked.