Chapter 332 Accidental Design Book

After watching the memories, Le Tian saw that Liu Wen, Zhang He, Mo Qiong and others were as close as a family.

He sat there very stiffly, but he had to keep a smile and wish.

In his heart, he cursed the three-surnamed servile.

It was obviously him who reserved the place to squeeze Zhang He out, but now he had to pay for the family to have dinner...

The situation changed too quickly, making him a little autistic at the table.

Half an hour later, Liu Wen went to visit the company and laboratory with Zhang He, talking and laughing, but he had no way to do anything.

What else could he do? Zhang He directly stated that he would take care of Liu Wen in his old age. Although Liu Wen did not need him to take care of him in his old age, he directly raised it to the level of family affection, which was unexplainable.

Watching the family leave, Le Tian held the phone in his hand and rubbed it repeatedly.

He was hesitating whether to start using abnormal means.

"Huh? Didn't she go with him?"

Le Tian suddenly saw Mo Qiong go out, and Shelley did not leave with him, but entered the elevator.

He suddenly had an idea, so he put away his phone and followed.

Even Mo Qiong could win her over, so he believed that he was much better than Mo Qiong, and he might be able to poach her, so he wouldn't need to use abnormal means at that time.

After entering the elevator together, Letian smiled at Shelley.

Shelley smiled back, and Letian praised her. He was good at speaking, and soon he and Shelley were chatting back and forth.

When they reached the floor, he walked out side by side with Shelley and said: "Miss Shelley speaks Chinese very well. Are you going back to the room?"

"Yes." Shelley said.

"The weather is so good, it's so boring to stay in the room after finally coming to Xiagang. Mo Qiong is really something, he only knows how to accompany the elders. Why don't I take you out for a walk?" Letian said with a smile.

Shelley turned around after hearing this and smiled very brightly.

Letian's eyes lit up, and he was dazzled by the smile and thought there was a chance.

Unexpectedly, Shelley smiled and said, "Uncle, my husband is still waiting for me outside. I just came up to get my phone."

"..." Letian froze, as if struck by lightning.

What did she call me? Uncle?

Letian stared at Shelley in a daze, so stiff that he almost couldn't breathe.

He is much older than Shelley, but he is only 35 years old this year, at most a few years older. He looks so clear and handsome that he shouldn't look so old.

This uncle made Letian unable to open his mouth for all the subsequent remarks.

A few minutes later, Letian watched Shelley walk out of the hotel, and Mo Qiong stopped the car outside to wait for her.

Mo Qiong frowned when he saw Letian send his wife out, and Shelley quickly told him what happened in the elevator just now.

"What? You want to fight?" Mo Qiong heard it, rushed over and grabbed Letian's collar.

Letian's face was purple, he was wearing a suit, and was grabbed by the collar, and his tie was so tight that he couldn't breathe.

He never expected Mo Qiong to be so tough and hit him without saying a word.

He wanted to struggle, but Mo Qiong held him tightly, and the gentle man couldn't get away. He kicked twice, trying to kick Mo Qiong away.

But Mo Qiong was tall and strong, and his kicks were useless. Instead, Mo Qiong slapped him and stunned him.

"You should have said so earlier if you wanted to fight!"

"Pah!" Le Tian's mouth twitched, and he couldn't argue, so he could only say it was a misunderstanding.

"No, don't misunderstand, just chatting casually, there's nothing between me and her."

A group of rich people didn't expect Mo Qiong to be so impulsive, and hurried up to persuade him to stop fighting.

Everyone is a well-known person, so if you have something to say, just talk it over, don't use your fists.

After much persuasion, Mo Qiong let go of his hand and pushed Le Tian to the ground.

"Practice more! Sissy!" Mo Qiong hugged Shelley and left, and Shelley smiled and glanced at him when she turned around.

Le Tian stood up angrily, but could only watch Mo Qiong leave. After all, it was unreasonable for him to hook up with a married woman. He couldn't win by brute force, and he would only suffer in a fight.

"This country bumpkin!" He said a word, and without saying goodbye to the rich men, he straightened his shirt with a cold face, got into his car with his secretary and left directly. His hands were shaking with anger when he left.

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"Rough man! Rude! Country bumpkin!"

Back in his office, Le Tian was very angry.

What's the point of being able to fight? Just like a barbarian. Such people will never enter the upper class in their lives!

Although he thought so, he became more and more angry.

"Calm down! Calm down!" The secretary hurriedly said, "Smart Mouse has heard that Liu Wen has clearly stated that he will join Zhang's Medical Care and Elderly Care. Shelley also said on behalf of his father that he will officially join tomorrow."

"Zhang's has become a force to be reckoned with. We don't have much time left."

Letian sat on the chair and said after a while, "I was thinking wrong... I don't know what attracted Mo Qiong to her. She was more loyal than I thought when I approached her. I don't think that woman is a fickle person. She is clearly very disciplined."

"Ahem... this..." The secretary lowered his head.

"What's wrong? What else did she say?" Letian glared.

"Nothing." The secretary hurriedly said.

"Say it!"

The secretary said helplessly, "That woman also said... She also said that you are too ugly, and you dare to date her..."

"..."Letian paused, took a breath and didn't spit it out for a long time.

His teeth were clattering, and his mind kept echoing: too ugly, too ugly, too ugly...

So it's not that they can't date, but that they think he is ugly?

Le Tian felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

What's so ugly about him? Is there something wrong with this foreign woman's aesthetic? She just likes a reckless man like Mo Qiong?

"Call a group of smart rats and find a way to pass syphilis to Mo Qiong."

The secretary was stunned: "Mo Qiong? Are you going to start with him? He is just a small figure, and he just came up with some bad ideas. You want revenge, we can just find someone to beat him up."

"Revenge? Do you think I just want revenge? Without this small figure, Zhang He can't even come up with a bad idea! Mo Qiong is getting married soon, and if he gets syphilis, he can't explain it clearly. By then, Shelley will definitely stay away from him, so there is no way to talk about joining. Without this person to make decisions, Zhang He is not a concern at all." Letian said.

"Syphilis is not so easy to spread, unless he does that thing, which is difficult for smart rats to handle, and it is more troublesome than killing him directly." The secretary said.

Letian opened his eyes and said: "Then kill him!"

The secretary sighed, thinking that this is still revenge.

"This... Now everyone knows that we are competing with Zhang's... Zhang He's father is dead. If the best brother dies again, it will be too noticeable." The secretary said.

Letian secretly thought it was troublesome. Killing the richest man Lin was to spread a lot of diseases with the smart rats.

So when killing Zhang He's father, they changed to creating a wind on the horse, relying on a supernatural item.

Unexpectedly, Zhang He was not suppressed and bankrupted, but became prosperous again. Now they have to repeat the same move against the same family.

The same trick cannot be used twice, and a different method must be used.

"Go to the Rabbit King's laboratory to borrow the 'Accidental Design Book'. I want him to die as it should be!" Letian said in a deep voice.

"Ah? This... Who... Who will use it?" The secretary's face changed.

"That thing does not need people to use it. Some smart rats that can create culture have been recognized as a truly intelligent race." Letian said.

"So that's it. The smart rats can finally be used to pay the price!" The secretary said clearly.

"But to use supernatural items, we need the consent of the Rat King, right?"

Letian frowned and said, "I will tell my father that without money, they can do nothing with their research!"

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