Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The man's voice was cold, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

The deep pupils looked even deeper and bottomless in the dim light.

Ling Che looked at the person who had stopped searching in the house and chuckled, "Do you want my help?"

"Oh, Ling Che!"

Ling Xiu De straightened up, dusted off his hands, and said with a smile, "Find that photo!"

"Group photo?" Ling Che stepped inside and looked at him amusedly. "What group photo?"

Ling Xiu De was afraid that he would pull out another gun if he got upset, so he said with a wry smile, "You might not know this, but it's a family photo we took with your father and your grandfather several years ago. You hadn't returned to China at the time, and your aunt suddenly wanted to see the photo, so she asked me to come and look for it."

Ling Che said "Oh" thoughtfully, "Well, I've already burned it."

"Burned?" Ling Xiu De looked at him in shock, thinking he had misheard.

"It's a family photo. I burned it with my dad." Ling Che smiled. "You don't mind, do you, uncle?"

What could Ling Xiu De care about? He quickly said, "I don't mind, I don't mind. It's fine if it's burned. It's fine if it's burned."

He said with a smile, and walked outside, "I'm going to go see my uncle."

Ling Che stared at his back, glanced at the drawer he had flipped through, smiled gently, and his eyes were full of deep meaning.

......

In the lobby, Ling Che looked at Ling Xiu De, who was sitting across from him, with great interest. "I was wondering why Grandpa suddenly asked me to come over. Turns out my cousin wants Hua Rui."

Ling Gu was sitting at the upper seat drinking tea. Ling Xiu De came to see him specially, so he would definitely not return empty-handed. He had no choice but to call Ling Che over and let Ling Xiu De talk to Ling Che in person.

As for whether they can reach an agreement or not, that is a matter between them.

"Ling Che, your LS Group has countless subsidiaries. One more or one less Huarui doesn't matter to you, but it's very important to my uncle."

Ling Xiu De was afraid that he would refuse outright, so he played the emotional card with him. "I've worked hard to run Hua Rui for more than ten years. I was heartbroken when your father took Hua Rui away. Now Zi Shi is older and more sensible. I want to take Hua Rui back and give it to him. Your aunt also told me that if I can't get Hua Rui back, she will divorce me."

As he spoke, he looked at Ling Gu with a worried look on his face. "Uncle, tell me, I'm already so old. If I get a divorce at this time, wouldn't that be a disgrace to our Ling family?"

Ling Che played with the lighter in his hand, lighting it, turning it off, lighting it, and turning it off again, with a faint smile on his lips all the time, making Ling Xiu De unsure of what he was thinking.

Ling Xiu De spoke as if Ling Zhengqing had deliberately snatched Huarui from him. He did not mention the fact that Huarui, which was almost bankrupt, had come back to life.

"Okay." Ling Che raised his eyes and smiled, "Since my uncle wants it, then take it back. It's just a Hua Rui, it's nothing to me."

Ling Xiu De didn't expect him to be so straightforward. His eyes lit up immediately. "Really? Are you really willing to return Hua Rui to me?"

With a "click", the lighter lit up and then was closed and extinguished.

Ling Che looked at him with a smile and said slowly, "I'm not returning it to you, I'm selling it to you."

"Sell?" Ling Xiu De's face changed when he heard it.

"What else?" Ling Che put away his lighter, rested his hand on the back of the chair, and glared at him. "Uncle, you don't think I'm doing charity, do you? If I donate Huarui's annual turnover to the foundation, I can still leave a reputation for doing good deeds. If I give it to you, what can I leave?"

His question was so blunt that Ling Xiu De was embarrassed. "Ling Che, you're going too far."

Ling Che scoffed, "I certainly don't need Huarui's money, but I can't bear to part with this piece of meat that I've already bitten into."

He smiled and extended two slender fingers to Ling Xiu De, "Two billion, and I'll give you all of Huarui's shares. Otherwise, no deal."

......

"Okay, I'll be there soon and get you a cupcake."

In the dessert shop, Qiao Ruyi was answering the phone while choosing the cake that Song Xilan liked.

It was a rare weekend today when everyone was free, so she, Song Xilan and Fang Ran made an appointment to have afternoon tea together.

The three of them hadn't had a proper reunion since returning from London, so when they spoke on the phone, their tone couldn't help but become much lighter.

On the other end of the phone, Fang Ran picked up Song Xilan's phone and said, "Ruyi baby, the coffee is on order. I'm waiting for you."

"Okay, it's just one intersection away, we'll be there soon." Qiao Ruyi hung up the phone, took the beautifully packaged cake, paid the money and walked out of the dessert shop.

As soon as she sat back in the sports car, she suddenly thought of something, picked up her phone and sent a text message with a smile on her face.

Guess where I am.

A few seconds later, the text message came.

【Dessert shop, greedy cat. 】

Qiao Ruyi couldn't help laughing and replied: [Peeking at the locator, cheating.]

Then, the text message came again.

[Guess without cheating, you made an appointment with Song Xilan and Fang Ran.]

Qiao Ruyi held her phone and laughed, muttering to herself, "I only have two good friends like these. There's no need to guess at all, okay?"

Just when I was about to reply a message, the other party sent another message.

【I want to discuss something with the old man. 】

Qiao Ruyi: [I haven't asked you yet.]

Ling Che: [No need to ask, no need to guess, I'll report it.]

Qiao Ruyi raised the corners of her mouth, sent two "kiss" emojis, turned off her phone, and prepared to start the car to go to the appointment.

The car parked at the intersection had just started its engine when suddenly three or five people ran over from the side of the street, surrounded her car and cursed at her.

"It's her! This woman is the one who did this good deed!"

"She dressed herself up like a decent person, drove a luxury car, and was determined to cut off our lives. How could there be such a vicious person in this world?"

"Bah!" He spat on the car window, "Bitch!"