Chapter 1374 [Contradictory Wang Ma]

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Yang Chen didn't immediately agree to Li Jingjing, this kind of thing needs careful consideration, so let Li Jingjing take a few days off first. m

When Lao Li and his wife saw their daughter returning safely, they wept with joy. The new year was not comfortable, but fortunately nothing major happened, and the son-in-law was very reliable.

Yang Chen thoughtfully bought another Mercedes-Benz ML350 for Li Jingjing. Although the price is a bit cheaper than before, the key is that it is also practical for the old Li and his wife.

Old Li and his wife enthusiastically persuaded them to stay for dinner, but Yang Chen politely refused. Mo Qianni was still waiting for her to go back, and there must be someone who came first, so as not to hurt the heart of the hard-working woman.

After driving back to the other courtyard in the western suburbs, Yang Chen didn't go directly to Mo Qianni's house, but went to his original home, trying to find out if Lin Ruoxi was there.

Yang Chen knew that at this stage, calling to find a woman was simply a dream, or knocking on the door directly to find someone was a reality.

Wang Ma was also depressed because of Yang Chen and his wife's affairs. It stands to reason that her own daughter has also become Yang Chen's confidante. If Yang Chen is really going to divorce, it will only benefit Xiao Zhiqing.

However, after all, Wang Ma watched Lin Ruoxi grow up, she almost regarded her as her own daughter, so she couldn't accept this reality no matter what.

Wang Ma, who was busy in the kitchen, saw Yang Chen come in suddenly, she was startled at first, then she was a little teary, and asked sadly: "Uncle, how are you and Miss, I heard Miss say, Lanlan was born with other women before, is it true?"

Yang Chen didn't expect Lin Ruoxi to tell Wang Ma everything, so he naturally wouldn't deny it, "That's right, Wang Ma is sorry to make you worry. Ruoxi isn't at home?"

"Leaving early in the morning! They said they wanted to look at several pieces of land, and took a few major shareholders of the company to other provinces for investigation. I don't know how many days to go out to look at." Wang Ma lamented: "This is obviously hiding Can't see anyone."

Yang Chen didn't expect a woman to be so cruel, she wouldn't even let him see her.

Although I can still find her if I want to, but it's no fun to forcefully drag her like this.

Yang Chen didn't feel that he needed to humbly beg her for forgiveness in public, unless he was crazy, clinging to a woman in private didn't mean he was really afraid. ankanshu

What I am fighting on my shoulders is not my own dignity, there are tens of thousands of people who follow me and look up to me, and I am responsible for the beliefs of those people.

"Grandpa, why don't you go find her and apologize to her. She loves Lan Lan very much. This shouldn't be a reason to separate. How can a good marriage be broken?" Wang Ma persuaded.

Yang Chen shook his head and said: "It's not caused by one or two things, it's a matter of attitude and principle, if you can't accept it, then everything will be in vain."

Wang Ma felt dejected and didn't know what to say.

Yang Chen forced a smile, and asked: "Wang Ma, you don't know how to cook those dishes alone, right? Why, Qing'er will come to eat with you at night?"

Speaking of her daughter, Wang Ma smiled, "Yes, although this child had a hard time before, she is kind-hearted and filial in nature. She will come to accompany me as long as she is not busy in college."

"Why don't you bring the food to Qianni's house, Mama Wang, and ask Qing'er to come with her. I haven't seen her for a while, and I have something to talk to her about."

Yang Chen reckoned that Jane would arrive in Zhong Hai tomorrow, Xiao Zhiqing still didn't know her situation, so she had to know in advance.

After Wang Ma heard this, she only thought that Yang Chen wanted to be intimate with Xiao Zhiqing, so she couldn't help but feel joy and hatred in her heart, the conflict was extremely high.

The joy is that Yang Chen still thinks about his daughter in this situation, and he doesn't have any worries at all. What he hates is that this man is too sentimental, and even in this way, he still has the mind to take care of other women.

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In the evening, Hanzhong City, Hu Province, at the edge of the confluence of rivers and rivers, in a mountain forest next to the Taotao River, a majestic villa with a history of more than 100 years was built.

The avenue paved with bluestone slabs slowly climbs up from the foot of the mountain, and the Republican-style foreign-style houses covering an area of ​​more than 30 acres are decorated with lights and festoons everywhere in a festive atmosphere.

But even at such a moment, there are quite a few men in black suits on the side of every road, patrolling around, and they are obviously wearing dicks around their bulging waists.

Outside the tallest five-story building, the spacious parking lot is full of all kinds of world-class luxury cars, many of which even have military and agency license plates, which is very eye-catching.

In the central living room of this building, crystal chandeliers illuminate people, and the air is filled with the fragrance of wine.

People were drinking and drinking, and a large number of well-dressed men and women toasted and talked, or laughed hypocritically or unrestrainedly, just like a lively Spring Festival party.

Among them, Zhang Ling, a beautiful woman in a fiery red round-neck semi-open-breasted dress with long hair coiled and jeweled, is obviously a coquettish flower among women.

The middle-aged man on Zhang Ling's arm looked about 40 or 50 years old, he was tall, burly, gentle and elegant, and had the charm of a mature middle-aged man. It was his husband Mengqin.

Holding a glass of red wine, Mengqin touched a potbellied bald man in a suit, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Brother Liu, long time no see. I heard that in the second half of the year, the Tibetan handicraft manufacturer under your business will be in Central Asia with They are very popular in North America, so you can make a lot of money.”

The businessman surnamed Liu laughed and said: "Director Meng made fun of me again. Thanks to the Meng family's generosity, he settled a CPPCC seat for me. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to go abroad. No, once Mr. Meng sent an invitation card, my first I flew back from New York in a short time, and I also want to attend the gathering of the South China Gang."

"It should be. Brother Liu is an entrepreneur who has made outstanding contributions to the development of the Northwest. We have always supported a doer like you," Mengqin said with a smile.

"Where... hey, by the way, I heard that Director Meng is going to be on the Standing Committee of Jiangxi Province this year? Which position will he be in? Someone Liu will be the first to congratulate him," Boss Liu asked with a meaningful smile.

Meng Qin said implicitly: "It hasn't been decided yet, the responsibility assigned by the old man is very heavy, and I also have more energy than I want."

"Chairman Meng is humble. Chief Meng is far-sighted. Brother Ling is now the indispensable second leader of the South China Gang. You are about to be sold to the ministerial ranks at a young age. In a few years, I am afraid that you will have to go to Yanjing to see you." Already!" Boss Liu laughed.

A trace of undetectable disdain flashed in Meng Qin's eyes, but soon he smiled and chatted with Boss Liu about other things.

Zhang Ling, who was listening to these words, kept smiling coquettishly, but her eyes were full of boredom.

Only by living beside these corrupt men since she was a child, can she, a woman, understand how ugly and dirty transactions are behind these glamorous things.

At this time, Zhang Ling heard the phone in the dinner bag rang, and smiled apologetically at Boss Liu, nodded to Meng Qin, and went to the corner to answer the phone.

She didn't bother to see who made the call, even if it was a wrong call, at least she didn't have to listen to those calloused people flirting with each other.

After checking the phone, Zhang Ling found out that it was Zhong Hai calling, she frowned slightly, and picked it up.

On the other end of the phone, it was Jiang Xiaobai who had a headache for a long time before he made up his mind to prepare "Mixed Mud".

"Ms. Zhang Ling, I'm Jiang Xiaobai, the deputy director of the Xicheng District Police Department of Zhonghai. I want to tell you about Miss Li..."

When Zhang Ling heard this, she sneered calmly and said, "Deputy Director? Wasn't that Director Zhao Baoguo contacted me? You mean that bitch? Why, he couldn't be sent to a forced labor camp to be disabled?"

"Director Zhao is ill, and I am currently in charge of this matter." Jiang Xiaobai did not mention that Zhao Baoguo was too scared to call, "Ms. Zhang, I hope you can be mentally prepared for this matter. Maybe you should talk to your husband about it." Director Meng, and even other people in the Meng family will report."

Zhang Ling felt extremely ridiculous, "What are you kidding, I want to kill a bedbug, and I need to let the Meng family know? Are you the deputy director and don't want to do it?!"

Jiang Xiaobai's expression was not good on the phone, but he still said calmly: "Ms. Zhang, it's like this. Ms. Li Jingjing has been taken away by her boyfriend, and her boyfriend, Mr. Yang Chen, is..."

Slowly, Jiang Xiaobai briefly explained Yang Chen's background and his relationship with Li Jingjing.

"What are you talking about!? That bitch is the woman of that lunatic from the Yang family!?" Even if Zhang Ling didn't care about those family and country affairs anymore, she still knew about the protagonist who killed the Liang family.

In the corner of the conference hall, Zhang Ling's face also turned pale, cold sweat dripped from her forehead, and the hand holding the mobile phone trembled a little.