Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

At nine o'clock in the evening, the moon is dark and the stars are sparse.

Ling Che came out of the gate of the house. Qi Jin, who was sitting in the car, turned around and saw him, then got out and opened the door.

The jet-black Rolls-Royce drove out of the Ling family manor and drove into the winding tree-lined avenue.

The person in the back seat leaned back in his chair, twirling a cell phone with his clean, slender fingertips and dialing a number.

The phone rang for quite a while, and it took more than ten seconds before someone picked up.

Ling Che frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

"What have you been doing?"

On the other end of the phone, Qiao Ruyi had just come out of the bathroom, her snow-white skin wrapped in a nightgown, and her hair had not been dried yet.

She put her phone on the table and wiped her hair with a towel.

"I just finished taking a shower." She said in a pleasant voice, "When will you be back?"

During dinner, he said he wanted to go back to the Ling family manor to have dinner with the old man, and asked Qiao Ruyi if she wanted to go with him.

Qiao Ruyi thought that the old man didn't like her very much and it wasn't an important dinner, so she refused.

Ling Che didn't insist on her going, and told her to stay home and have a good meal, and he would be back later.

When he heard that she had finished taking a shower, the man's thin lips curled up and he automatically ignored the rest of the sentence.

"Why don't you wait for me to take a shower together?"

His voice was hoarse and seductive, and he didn't care whether there was anyone else in the car.

Qi Jin was driving quietly in front. As long as Ling Shao didn't look for him, he would act as if he was invisible.

Qiao Ruyi found it funny to hear him say such shameless things over the phone, and teased him on purpose, "Then I'll wait for you to come back and give birth to the baby."

Hearing her words, the smile in the man's eyes deepened, and his fingertips on the seat tapped rhythmically and comfortably.

"Qiao Ruyi." There was a hint of teasing in his eyes. "I'm still having dinner with Grandpa. There are quite a few people around. Oh, and I even turned on the hands-free mode."

As expected, as soon as these words were spoken, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

Ling Che couldn't stop smiling. It went without saying that Qiao Ruyi's face must be red right now.

Even though she usually looks fierce, she is still quite thin-skinned at times like this.

"You and I......"

Qiao Ruyi was so embarrassed that she just wanted to hang up the phone immediately.

"Stop it, I was just teasing you." Ling Che spoke in time to prevent her from hanging up.

Qiao Ruyi finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked out with her phone in hand. "Ling Che, you're so childish!"

Ling Che smiled gently, "I miss you, wait for me at home."

Qiao Ruyi pursed her lips and smiled secretly. Why didn't she realize before that Ling Che was so good at saying sweet words?

"Mr. Ling."

Qi Jin called out to him.

At this moment, the Rolls-Royce made a sharp turn. Ling Che turned his head to look at the rearview mirror and met Qi Jin's serious expression.

"A car is following us."

And followed all the way.

On the other end of the phone, Qiao Ruyi heard Qi Jin's voice, but couldn't hear what he said clearly.

"Ling Che, why am I following you?" she asked.

The man glanced at the rearview mirror, then smiled while holding the phone, "There's a stray dog ​​following us all the way. It must be looking for something to eat."

Stray dog?

How could there be stray dogs following cars all the way?

Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, he heard Ling Che say, "Hang up first. I'll go buy him two sausages."

After hanging up the phone, the man leaned back in the back seat leisurely. "I guessed they'd been waiting for me for a long time, so I'll just play with them."

Qi Jin understood and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

On the wide road, a jet-black Rolls-Royce was speeding.

Three small cars of the same black color followed behind.

Lightly lift the accelerator to slow down the vehicle.

The car behind also slowed down.

"Young Master Ling, there is an unnamed path ahead."

Qi Jin reported the road conditions.

Ling Che turned the wedding ring on his ring finger, excitement rising in his eyes.

"Drive in and bypass the surveillance."

The inky black Rolls-Royce instantly drove from the wide asphalt road into a winding dark road.

The three cars immediately adjusted their speed and caught up.

The sound of several vehicles speeding could be heard on the originally dark and quiet road.

The paths seemed endless, one after another, and the inky black car bodies kept circling around the winding and narrow paths.

Finally, the taillights of the car went out and the car body disappeared into the darkness.

Then there was a sharp sound of tires scraping across the road, and three black cars stopped suddenly.

In the darkness a few meters away, a spark flickered.

Suddenly, the vehicle's white headlights turned on, instantly illuminating the road.

The man was tall and had long legs. He stood in front of the Rolls-Royce with his legs crossed and a lit cigarette in his hand.

He was wearing a white shirt with a few buttons undone and a pair of well-tailored black trousers.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing an arm with bulging veins, and a string of Buddhist beads was worn on his wrist.

No matter how you look at it, this noble attire and lazy temperament are incompatible with the current scene.

Ling Che held a cigarette in his mouth, smoking it casually, with a smile on his lips, staring at the three black cars parked in front of him with interest.

The door of the black car opened, and more than a dozen people came out one after another, all of them looked ferocious and holding sticks.

The leading man came out from the passenger seat, wearing a black Zhongshan suit.

"Hello, Mr. Ling." The man standing in the distance greeted him politely, "I am Mr. Cheng's housekeeper, Chang Hong."

Ling Che leaned against the car body, puffing out a cigarette, "I haven't heard of it."

He has a bad memory, and there is no need to remember such an unimportant person.

"Boss Ling, Boss Cheng was arrested because of you. We have to eat and survive."

Chang Hong said politely, "You lost our jobs, so don't blame us for being rude."

Ling Che sighed, frowned slightly, and said with regret, "So that's how it is. What should we do then?"

"Boss Chang!"

A man holding a stick pointed at Ling Che viciously, "He's just one man. There are more than a dozen of us brothers. If we beat him to death, we'll make a lot of money. Don't treat us brothers unfairly!"

Chang Hong stared at Ling Che, "Of course."

He took a step back. Seeing this, the leading man directed the dozen or so people to raise sticks and swing them towards Ling Che!

At this moment, a figure appeared out of nowhere and shuttled among those people at an extremely fast speed.

The speed was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, and the force was even greater. The leading man had his stick snatched away from him before he could even see the other party clearly. Then he heard the sound of bones being broken. Before he could even howl, he was kicked to the ground and couldn't even get up.

In less than a minute, the situation was reversed.

More than a dozen people holding sticks had their wrists broken by a tall man in the same position and lay on the ground, howling in pain.

A hint of disbelief flashed in Chang Hong's eyes, and he looked up at the man who was still standing in front of the car, smoking calmly.

The man met his gaze provocatively, curled his lips slightly, and smiled beautifully.

Chang Hong immediately turned around and prepared to run towards the car.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a bullet being loaded behind him. He stood still as if his feet were filled with lead, his face full of fear.

"Boss Chang, right?"

The man's cold and teasing voice sounded behind him, "How about trying to see which is faster, you running faster, or my bullet?"