Ling Che smiled. "Whether he is the real murderer or not, what does it have to do with me? I am not the official who supports the people."

He smiled coldly, without any warmth.

Good or bad, killing or not killing, what does it have to do with him?

Yun Jiao looked at him in astonishment. "Mr. Ling, you have a high reputation and prestige in Lanzhou City. I think you are an upright person..."

"Then you are wrong. I have never been a good person." He sneered.

"Besides, what I said just now has been very clear. It is you who is bargaining with me." He looked at her with a faint smile in his eyes, but it was cold and without any warmth.

Yun Jiao met his gaze and her breathing became slightly tense.

He just said...

Why?

They could be said to be strangers, having only met each other a few times. They were not even friends. Why did he have to have her?

She wanted to say something else, but her face turned pale when she thought of the scene yesterday when he fed someone to a Tibetan mastiff and was torn to pieces by the mastiff.

yes.

He is indeed not a good person.

How could she think of asking him for help?

But if he didn't ask him, Yang Wei would really die. He didn't do this and shouldn't die in vain.

Yun Jiao slowly clenched her hands, with a grim expression, as she looked at the dying Yang Wei and the noble and superior Master Ling.

In order to save him, she had to lower her eyes, lift her feet that felt like they were filled with lead, and walk slowly to him.

I lowered my head, not knowing what to say for a moment...

Ling Che threw the lid off the cup and asked with a smile, "Why did you leave last night?"

Yun Jiao pursed her lips, "Didn't you say you would defend Yang Wei?"

He seemed not to hear and asked again: "Why did you leave last night?"

Yun Jiao bit her lower lip. She saw that the patience in his eyes had gradually disappeared. Moreover, he was an irritable and extreme person. If she didn't give in to him, it would be easy to make him angry.

Somewhat humiliating.

"Mr. Ling and I are strangers, so it is inconvenient for me to stay overnight at the Ling Mansion." She whispered.

"Oh, I see what you mean." After he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his arm, grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"What are you going to do?"

"I will hug you more, kiss you more, and sleep with you for a few more nights in the future, then we will become familiar with each other and you will have the nerve to stay in the Ling Mansion." He grinned.

"you!"

Yun Jiao wanted to get up, but he grabbed her waist and she couldn't get up after struggling for a few times.

On the contrary, he laughed out loud with great satisfaction, and pinched her as if she were a lively fish, and no matter how she moved, he held her tightly.

When everyone saw this, they were all shocked.

This Miss Yun has an unclear relationship with the young master, and now, she is in the arms of Master Ling.

When the head of the Yang family saw this, he was also shocked.

Madam Yang frowned. Yun Jiao was Yang Wei's friend. If she could get close to Master Ling, it would only be disadvantageous to her.

He immediately said, "Mr. Ling, you don't know that this little girl named Yun Jiao is young and looks innocent, but she is very playful. Yesterday at midnight, she had a private conversation with Yang Wei. I'm afraid she has already become a rotten shoe."

The implication is, Mr. Ling, don't be fooled.

"Bad shoes?"

The curve of Ling Che's lips suddenly deepened a bit, and his pair of obscure eyes opened up and looked at Madam Yang.

He sneered, "Then how did Miss Yang die? Was she bitten to death by a male dog? Tsk, could it be that she seduced even the dog? Then wouldn't she be even worse?"

Madam Yang's expression suddenly changed: "You!"