Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The call was connected immediately. Ling Che suddenly stood up from the leather chair and asked in a frighteningly cold voice, "What do you mean?"

Ling Xiu De's cold laughter came from the other end of the phone, "Have you seen the photos?"

Just a minute ago, he sent a photo to Ling Che's phone.

In the photo, a thin woman was hanging in the air by the bridge port with her hands tied. Even with her head down, one could see that her face was extremely pale. She was like a kite flying in the air, precariously. As long as the rope above her broke, she would fly away with the wind.

Ling Che's face was filled with a terrifying coldness, his eyes cold and intimidating, "What do you want?"

Ling Xiu De continued to smile nonchalantly on the phone, "Ling Che, you forced me to do this. You know exactly what I want!"

"We can negotiate the conditions. Let her go."

Ling Che said this in a cold voice as he strode out.

"As expected, I still need to have leverage before I can negotiate with you. I was so humble in front of you before!" Ling Xiu De sneered, "I'll send you the address. Come over and we can have a good chat. If you bring one more person, I won't be able to control the remote control in my hand. If she falls into the lake and feeds the fish, don't blame me, her cousin."

"You dare to touch her!"

Ling Che threw out a warning and strode out of the office, phone in hand.

Xu Zhaozhao stood there and felt a gust of cold wind blowing in her face. Before she could find out what was going on, she was the only one left in the huge office.

She vaguely heard a familiar voice from Ling Che's phone as he passed by. It seemed to be Ling Xiu De!

She stood there with a frown on her face. What the hell was Ling Xiu De up to? If he wanted to die, he must not drag her down with him!

......

The bridge port was empty and lonely in the afternoon. The evening breeze suddenly rose and the lake surface was sparkling.

A few dozen meters above the bridge tower, a shaky figure swayed in the air as the cold wind blew.

The speeding sports car sped along the road. When it reached its destination, a sharp sound of tires rubbing against the ground suddenly rang out, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The man with a cold expression got out of the driver's seat and slammed the car door.

As he looked at the figure in the air, his eyes were filled with surging anger.

The middle-aged man standing in front of the bridge tower looked at the man and the car not far away and laughed loudly, "Ling Che, you really are just like your father, you have guts!"

He was asked to come by himself, and he really kept his promise!

Ling Xiu De pointed at the woman hanging in the air, then looked at the young man not far away and laughed, "Tell me, if your father knew that the woman he had protected for so many years was now in my hands, would he be so angry that he would come back to life?"

Ling Che looked at Zhuang Yuwei in mid-air. He was too far away to see her face clearly, but just by looking at her lowered head and her figure no longer struggling, he knew that she couldn't hold on for much longer.

"What do you want?" Ling Che looked at Ling Xiu De coldly, "Hua Rui? I can give it to you."

"Hahahahahaha!" Ling Xiu De laughed loudly, holding the remote control that controlled the rope in his hand. "At this point, do you think I still care about Hua Rui? When I wanted Hua Rui, you didn't give it to me, and instead you went all out to kill me and set up a trap for my son, sending him to jail!"

"Ling Che!" He suddenly glared at Ling Che with a cold face, "When you pushed me to the brink of death, did you ever consider that you also have someone you care about? Your father has hidden your mother in Jingxin Garden for so many years. If you die in my hands today because of you, even if your father becomes a ghost, he will never let you go!"

"The person you hate is me. I'm the one who pushed you to this point." Ling Che looked at Ling Xiu De, whose face was filled with anger, and took a step forward with a smile. "How about you let my mother go, and I'll let you do whatever you want with me?"

Seeing him approach, Ling Xiu De quickly raised the remote control in his hand, "If you come any closer, I'll press it!"

He didn't believe a single word of Ling Che's nonsense!

He was on the verge of collapse, and Ling Che quickly stopped.

Ling Xiu De pointed at him and shouted, "I want you to release my son, now, immediately! Get him out of the police station!"

"can!"

Ling Che agreed readily. He picked up his phone and made a call right in front of him. He gave him a few simple instructions, then pointed the phone at Ling Xiu De and said, "Ling Zishi will be acquitted soon. Shouldn't you let him go?"

Ling Xiu De sneered, "I don't believe you, I only believe my son."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

He looked at Ling Che warily, holding the remote control tightly in one hand. When he picked up the phone with the other hand and saw the caller ID, his fingers suddenly trembled and he quickly answered the call.

As soon as I pressed the answer button, Ling Zishi's excited voice came from the phone.

"Dad! I don't have to go to jail anymore! I'm out of the police station!"

When Ling Xiude heard Ling Zishi's voice, he asked in disbelief, "Are you really being released?"

"Really!" Ling Zishi said excitedly on the phone, "Dad, did you pay that woman to change her mind? They just said I can go home!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiu De finally felt relieved, "Just go home, your mother is still waiting for you at home."

"What about you, Dad?" Ling Zishi asked again, "Where are you now?"

"Me?" Ling Xiude raised his eyes to look at Ling Che who was not far away. "I have something else to do. Zishi, remember this: when you get out, take your mother and your sister away from Beijing. The money in your mother's account is enough for you to spend, so spend it frugally and don't be so extravagant."

"Also," he continued with a kind look, "Dad has been mediocre all his life, and that's why you've become so unsuccessful. But remember, no matter how unsuccessful you are, you're still my son, Ling Xiu De, and a descendant of the old Ling family."

After saying this, he hung up the phone in a hurry without waiting for the person on the other end to speak, and threw the phone away with force.

The phone fell in a parabola in mid-air and directly to the bottom of the lake.

He looked at the young man in front of him again, "Ling Che, for the sake of our uncle-nephew relationship, if you release Zi Shi, I promise to release your mother."

"But," he changed the subject, "you have to think about it carefully. Do you want to save your mother? Or do you want to save her?"

After he finished speaking, he smiled grimly and pressed the remote control in his hand.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the bridge tower, and then a figure also hung by ropes suddenly rose from the bottom of the bridge tower, getting higher and higher.

Ling Che suddenly looked over, his fists clenched, his eyes bloodshot.

"Qiao Ruyi!"

Her feet were suspended in the air, and all her weight was on the rope tightly tied around her wrists. As the rope rose, Qiao Ruyi's fair wrists were rubbed red by the rough rope.

When the rope was halfway up, Qiao Ruyi suddenly caught sight of the tall figure standing by the bridge port. She was too far away to make out his expression. She only saw him standing facing her in black pants and a white shirt.

Even though she couldn't see his expression, she could clearly feel his mood at the moment.

"Ling Che!"

She struggled hard, but the more she struggled, the more painful her wrists became, and it felt like the skin and flesh were about to be worn off.