Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss



She had arrived a little earlier, so she naturally saw everyone's fear of Jing Ziyu. In her opinion, this was also the fear of the weak against the strong. She didn't know that there were other elements in this, such as the arrogance of a villain.

"Hehe, I was delayed on the road. Who is this?" Jing Ziyu glanced at Ling Zhongxiao, who was standing next to ou Yulu. He looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, so he asked ou Yulu.

"He is Ling Zhongxiao, second older Biao brother, didn't you see him before?" Ou Yulu introduced.

"Oh, it's Ling Zhongxiao." Jing Ziyu finally remembered who Ling Zhongxiao was, but he didn't even look him in the eye. With a look of disdain, he said,"I heard that your family wanted to break off the engagement with the Ling family. Why are you still with him?"

Although Ling Zhongxiao had a good temper, when he saw Jing Ziyu's contemptuous and disdainful face, his expression still turned ugly.

"It's uncle and the rest who want to break off the engagement, not me. Why can't I be with him?" Ou Yulu's face turned slightly red. She could tell that Ling Zhongxiao was in a bad mood. She held his hand and pouted as she spoke to Jing Ziyu.

"But the Ling family's current status is not worthy of your ou family. You've helped the Ling family quite a lot over the years, so why are you still hanging on this tree? What's more, if it wasn't for the Ling family, your ou family wouldn't be any lower than our Jing family. Even if you break off the engagement, you don't owe them anything. In my opinion, you should just follow your uncle's wishes and break off this marriage. At that time, our two families will join hands and our family status will definitely rise to a higher level. What kind of woman wouldn't be better than him?" Jing Ziyu naturally saw Ling Zhongxiao's dissatisfaction, but he still said it without any scruples.

Ling Zhongxiao bit his lips tightly, and his face turned white with anger. He only managed to hold back his anger because ou Yulu was holding his hand tightly.

Ou Yulu's expression was also very ugly. Although she was usually rude and unreasonable in front of Ling Zhongxiao, she was herself, and others were others. She could scold Ling Zhongxiao, but others couldn 't! If it wasn't for the fact that the person standing in front of her was her second cousin, Jing Ziyu, who had recently been in the limelight, and if it wasn't for the fact that she still had a favor to ask of him, she would have long been terrified.

"Where did this person come from? who does he think he is? what right does he have to point fingers at other people's family affairs? He looks like he needs a beating!" Ling Chuxi and the rest had just arrived at the tower of proving holiness when they saw the infuriating scene in front of them. LAN Xinyu said this with righteous indignation.

"What second young master of the ancient Jing clan? Jing Ziyu?" Ling Chuxi said. She also did not expect to meet an acquaintance here. It turned out that ou Yulu wanted to ask him for help. The person who would help Ling Zhongxiao increase his strength was actually Jing Ziyu.

"Oh right, I remember now. You've told me about this guy." LAN Xinyu suddenly came to a realization. She said excitedly,"I'll go and teach him a lesson to help your cousin vent his anger."

Now that her strength had increased by one level, miss LAN was itching for a fight. Of course, she could also see that Jing Ziyu's strength was not low. In terms of true strength, she was most likely not his opponent. However, don't forget that she had Dongfang Yunhui's token in her hand. That was her greatest trump card. When it came to bullying people, miss LAN had always enjoyed it, especially when it came to bullying people who were stronger than her.

"Wait, let's see." Ling Chuxi really wanted to see how Ling Zhongxiao would deal with such a situation. Would he continue to bear the humiliation and compromise for the sake of the whole, or would he defend the last dignity of a Ling family disciple to the death?