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Ling Yan carried Lin Zhihan directly back to the Ling family villa area on Nanyang Road.
Ling Yan lives in villa number 7, a four-story white townhouse. From a bird's-eye view, one can see that it is located in the center, surrounded by several other villas.
Such a layout naturally has a deeper meaning.
Ling Qi parked the car in the garage, and Ling Yan picked up the sleeping Lin Zhihan and carried her to the bedroom on the second floor of the villa.
Passing through the large, horizontal hall on the first floor, and looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was already completely dark.
Ling Yan easily carried the person past the long dining table in the living room and up the stairs.
Ling Yan's villa boasts the best security and performance.
There's a bedroom on the second floor that Ling Yan specially decorated for Lin Zhihan. It's twice the size of the bedroom her scumbag father prepared for her.
The combination of light blue and pastel colors with a cartoon style that girls love makes Ling Yan seem more like he's raising a daughter than a girlfriend.
The interior design style that her scumbag father, Lin Xuyao, did for Lin Zhihan was just as extravagant.
Perhaps every boy harbors a dream of raising a little princess.
Of course, the villa that her scumbag father gave to Lin Zhihan also went through Ling Yan's hands first.
The intricacies of the matter need not be elaborated upon.
Lin Zhihan was awakened by the sound of Ling Yan putting her on the bed. She opened her sleepy almond-shaped eyes and stared at him intently.
It seems like I might be dreaming.
Ling Yan was amused by Lin Zhihan's adorable dazed expression, and playfully poked her cheek with his finger, saying mischievously:
"I'm real, this isn't a dream."
Lin Zhihan felt embarrassed by his words, dodged his finger, turned her face away, and smiled secretly.
As a result, Ling Yan swiftly turned the tables, saying in a hoarse voice:
I'm not sleepy anymore.
Then, should we...?
"No!" Lin Zhihan stood up and refused outright.
The refusal was too abrupt.
Ling Yan raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing as he looked at the shimmering dress she was wearing:
"Do you want to sleep?"
Perhaps you'd like to take a bath first.
Ling Yan was very gentle, her voice carrying a soft trailing tone.
Lin Zhihan grabbed Ling Yan's neck and pulled him close, then glanced around at their surroundings with a mocking look in her eyes.
This is your home.
Ling Yan pressed down on Lin Zhihan, thus displacing most of her weight. He supported himself with his elbows.
"Yes, this is my home."
I've carried you back to my den.
"Hehehe~" Lin Zhihan chuckled, pinching Ling Yan's flawless face from every angle.
Are you a wolf?
There's also a nest.
"Are you tired today?" Ling Yan asked, propping his head up with one hand and turning to look at her.
Lin Zhihan nodded and then yawned.
Recalling the family reunion banquet tonight, Lin Zhihan said with some distress, "Although I was, well, recognized as a member of the Lin family, I don't want to live in his house."
"Okay, if the baby doesn't want to stay, then they don't have to. I'll handle this. Hmm, who will go and talk to them?"
Ling Yan cleverly used the term Lin Zhihan used to refer to her scumbag father.
Lin Zhihan giggled again.
She lightly punched Ling Yan: "Why are you copying me?"
The girl's face was flushed, and her tired eyes held a unique kind of languor.
Thinking..., Ling Yan swallowed hard.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he moved, leaving Lin Zhihan completely stunned.
She unconsciously offered her lips, and by the time Lin Zhihan realized what a foolish thing she had done, it was too late.
Such blatant seduction—if Ling Yan hadn't hesitated because of her social engagements today, he probably would have pounced on her the moment she woke up.
Lin Zhihan experienced firsthand what it means to reap what you sow.
Ling Yan was unusually passionate that night, perhaps because the dress Lin Zhihan was wearing stimulated him.
Lin Zhihan fainted on the second occasion.
Ling Yan propped himself up, glanced at his girlfriend who showed no reaction, sighed softly, and then rested as well.
My girlfriend needs to improve her physical fitness; her stamina simply can't keep up with his.
Ling Yan put his arm around Lin Zhihan's waist, placed her head in the crook of his arm, and fell asleep peacefully.
At that moment, Yan Zheng from the Yan family made a phone call to Shen Qing.
The moon is high in the sky.
Many people have trouble sleeping at night
"Aunt Chen, this is Yan Zheng. I have some news that I don't know if you'd be interested in."
Shen Qing seems to have aged ten years in the past few years, and he no longer has the same arrogance and domineering attitude he had when Ling Xiaofeng was still in China.
Her eldest son betrayed her, and her younger son doesn't seem to be truly on her side either.
Her influence in the Ling family council has diminished considerably, and even the Ming and Ye families, who have always been on her side, are showing signs of turning against her.
Shen Qing was sitting in the empty living room of the Ling family home, looking worried.
At that moment, he received a call from Yan Zheng and sneered:
"You're a member of the Yan family"—the person who has opposed her the most in recent years is Jerry Yan.
"Yes, Aunt Chen, I saw you when you went to the base to see Young Master Kun before. I was still young then, so you probably don't remember me."
Shen Qing naturally couldn't have any impression of anyone other than her two sons.
However, since the Yan family behind Ling Yan is currently in a powerful position, Shen Qing is happy to listen when they call her.
"Yan Zheng, you are Yan Chengpeng's eldest son?" Shen Qing found it somewhat ridiculous.
Back then, Ling Changqing, Ling Yan's right-hand man, betrayed Ling Yan and followed Kun'er. Now, he is the eldest son of the Yan family, Ling Yan's main backer, and he took the initiative to call her.
This revived Shen Qing's spirits, which had been low.
Tell me about it.
As Ling Yan's main rival and the only surviving fighting force of the second branch of the Ling family, Shen Qing is now almost on the verge of collapse.
If she hadn't refused to let Ling Xiaofeng, Ling Yan's second uncle, sign the divorce papers, she probably would have been kicked out by Ling Yan by now.
In two years, her advantages disappeared, and Ling Yan almost won over most of the members of the Ling family's board of directors.
He was even able to reverse-engineer the assassination orders she placed on the dark web.
In a short period of time.
Ling Yan has now grown into an unshakeable pillar for her, but just when she was disheartened and wanted to give up, Yan Zheng extended an olive branch of hope to her.
"Aunt Chen, let's cooperate. I'll help you capture Ling Xiaofeng and support Ling Kun to rise to power. In return, you'll cooperate with me to divide up the Ling family's business empire. What do you think?" Yan Zheng offered up a tempting offer.
Haha~
"You?" Shen Qing wasn't looking down on Yan Zheng, but for a junior not even 20 years old to open such a gluttonous mouth, if he didn't have the corresponding strength to match it, it would be nothing short of a pipe dream.
"What bargaining chips do you have?" Shen Qing sneered. The once elegant and noble second wife of the Ling family now had a tired and ferocious expression on her face.
"As far as I know, Yan Chengpeng, that old stubborn man, is wholeheartedly devoted to the Ling family."
"As his son, and Ling Yan's main backer, you might be deliberately trying to frame me." Shen Qing wasn't so easily convinced by Yan Zheng.
“However,” Shen Qing’s tone shifted, and he said with a sly grin, “the conditions you’ve offered are quite good, how can I trust you?”
Shen Qing didn't want to hand over the fruits of her labor, built up over many years, to that woman, Ai Qing.
She raised her daughter for so many years, and then her husband was taken away by her; he hasn't returned to China for two years.
It is said that the two are now living a happy family life as a family in country Y.
Shen Qing felt like his lungs were about to explode.
"What do you think of these two conditions: the Chinese representative of the Andrew family of Country M, and the eldest son of the Yan family?" Yan Zheng asked, his expression indifferent as he held the platinum ring in his hand.
"Aunt Chen, he's just a man. Ling Xiaofeng betrayed you, what use is he to you?"
"Aunt Chen is still so beautiful, and our Yan's Bar has many..." Yan Zheng chuckled, stopping himself from saying anything that was inappropriate for a junior to advise an elder.
But he believed that Shen Qing could understand completely.
really
"Don't try to sweet-talk me. I want that bitch Ai Qing. If you can get her to me, I'll agree to cooperate with you."
As for Kun'er..." A hint of helplessness appeared on Shen Qing's face.
Yan Zheng easily picked up the conversation.
"Even your own son was easily turned, Aunt Shen, you were too careless." A cold smile curled at the corner of Yan Zheng's lips, making his already serious face appear even more sinister.
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Shen Qing had already lost interest in continuing to argue with a junior.
“You know I’m a member of the Yan family, so I can’t openly oppose Ling Yan. There are some things that are inconvenient for me to do myself, so why don’t you ask Aunt Shen to do it for me?” Yan Zheng was taking advantage of Shen Qing’s reckless personality.
A man who even dared to hire his brother to assassinate Ling Yan.
It must be said that she does have some courage.
"Oh, right, and Ling Changqing too. I need him to come help me." Yan Zheng continued to press the issue.
"No problem, just send that bitch Ai Qing over here first, and we'll talk about the rest later." Shen Qing slammed down the phone.
Yan Zheng's grip on the phone tightened slightly.
A double-edged, sharp knife.
But they don't distinguish between friend and foe; anyone can stab you.
Yan Zheng thought of the mistress Ling Xiaofeng was keeping in Y country.
Is it love?
The name sounds quite nice.
It just so happens that the Andrew family has a business deal to do with Blackie.
Blackie is an agent for LAN, the largest transnational smuggling group in Country Y.
It only requires one person.
Yan Zheng dialed another number outside the mirror.
Yan Zheng's phone call lasted quite a while, and by the time he hung up, it was getting darker.
The clock struck 2 a.m.
Yan Zheng gently twirled the platinum ring on his pinky finger.
Is it Lin Zhihan?
What is that interesting girl doing now?
Lin Zhihan suddenly shivered in her dream.
Ling Yan, who was holding her tightly, quietly pulled the beauty closer to him.
Three days later.
Ai Qing, who was unconscious, appeared at Shen Qing's current home.
A woman in her forties is gentle and delicate, instantly arousing a strong protective instinct in men.
Shen Qing picked up the phone and called Yan Zheng back.
Shen Qing was so excited that her hand holding the phone was trembling slightly, and her face was twitching.
Staring intently into Ai Qing's eyes, which were bloodshot and bulging, his gaze was twisted and crazed, and his fiery red lips looked so bloodthirsty, like a sign of a demon's arrival.
Even while on the phone with Yan Zheng, Shen Qing couldn't help but stare at Ai Qing with eyes that seemed to pierce through a venomous snake.
Upon answering Shen Qing's call, Yan Zheng greeted her first:
"Aunt Chen, do you think I can become your partner now?" Yan Zheng was now confident of victory.
"Sure, what do you need me to do for you?" Shen Qing stared at the pitiful woman who was bound hand and foot and sitting on the stool with bloodshot eyes, a cruel smile curling at his lips.
"Oh, it's nothing. I just want a woman too."
I hope Aunt Shen can deliver her to me unharmed. I've sent you the address.
It also lasted three days.
I hope Aunt Shen is as sincere as I am.
Then Yan Zheng sent Shen Qing a picture of Ming Anya.
Shen Qing frowned slightly as he looked at the girl in the picture:
"Isn't this Kun'er's woman?"
What do you need her for?
"Oh, Aunt Shen, you don't need to worry about that. I'll teach your son. We can't let Kun Shao be like his father, so easily manipulated by a woman."
"If whoever controls Ming Anya can control him, isn't that terrifying?" Yan Zheng's words were highly inflammatory.
Wasn't Shen Qing's break with his eldest son, Ling Kun, simply because Ling Yan gave him a woman he had lost and then regained?
Then the eldest son stopped listening to his mother.
Shen Qing certainly wouldn't like a woman who was trying to take her son away from her.
"Okay, I'll bring it to you in three days."
Yan Zheng curled his lips into a smile.
She sighed softly again, but unfortunately, Ling Yan had no leverage over her.
They say twins are telepathic; if he brings Ling Kun to his side, will his younger brother follow suit?
In fact, the person Yan Zheng really wanted to win over was Ling Yan.
Ling Kun was a brainless brute when he was at the base.
Ling Kun, known as a brute, sneezed at this moment at home.
Ming Anya rushed over with concern, handed him a tissue, and asked with care:
Do you have a cold?
"The weather's getting colder lately, you should take care to keep warm." The girl was gentle and docile, her gaze fixed on him as if he were her whole world.
Ling Kun looked up at Ming Anya. This woman looked so ordinary, so why was he so easily controlled by her?
He actually willingly chose to live with her.
He clearly admired a radiant beauty like Qin Zixian more.
Damn it, ever since Ming Anya got engaged to that Ye 2 and went abroad together, it feels like there's a piece missing from his heart.
When the person finally returned, he quickly pulled him to his side.
Although he was still conflicted, he didn't seem to love her that much. Why bother with so much? Ling Kun always did things according to his own will.
She's a timid, clingy girl who's afraid of the dark. Look how nervous she got just from his sneezing.
Isn't it just that he forcibly kissed her when he was 17 and then slept with her?
This person has become attached to him.
So women just can't forget their first man. Even if they left him for two years with that annoying Ye 2, they still can't forget him.
Ling Kun felt a little irritated, and he grabbed a handful of his hair haphazardly:
"You're such a nag! Don't think that just because you're showing me this much concern, I'll forgive your betrayal two years ago. Humph!"
Ling Kun himself started acting arrogantly first.
This seemingly frail woman, however, abandoned him and ran away with Ye 2 after he was controlled by Ling Yan.
Now that she's back by his side, he still...
Okay, Ling Kun admits that he has a primal desire for her body, but that's about it.
Ling Kun got up, feeling annoyed, grabbed his coat, and prepared to leave.
"I have things to do at the company, you go to sleep first." Ling Kun felt he should call his younger brother out for a few drinks to relieve his anxiety.
He had no respect for anything romantic or sentimental.
"Okay, then be careful on the road." Ming Anya adopted a humble attitude befitting a virtuous wife and loving mother, showing no doubt whatsoever that her man was deceiving her.
This trust.
Ling Kun let out a soft hum.
It was difficult to evoke even the slightest sense of guilt in him.
Yes, why should he feel guilty?
Women are never as important as one's own brothers.
Look, he's even become gentler towards women now. He's becoming more and more unlike himself. Ling Kun reasonably suspects that if he stays with Ming Anya a little longer...
He'll automatically transform into a family-oriented and ambitious good man, but damn it, is he really?
Ling Kun grabbed his coat from the sofa in a huff and deliberately stormed out the door.
The door slammed shut with a deafening bang.
That's definitely the hot-tempered Kunben.
Ming Anya blinked her big eyes and sighed softly.
They're so hard to coax!
Didn't she just set up a scheme with Ye Yunran to divert his attention from Qin Zixian and his wavering feelings to her?
Why is he throwing a tantrum?
Like a big kid.
How naive.
Ming Anya chuckled softly.
Unfortunately, not long after, her future mother-in-law, Shen Qing, suddenly barged in and pulled her away, taking her smile away.
Under the guise of introducing her to Ling Kun's future business partners.
Ming Anya was stunned. Why did she want to meet Ling Kun's partner?
She doesn't understand and isn't qualified.
But in an underground bar, she was stunned to see Qin Zixian, who was just as bewildered as her, had just been jilted by Ling Yan, looked even worse than her, and seemed somewhat defeated and dejected.
Two girls, similar in temperament but vastly different in appearance, gazed at each other. It was unclear what kind of "choose one of two" situation Shen Qing had prepared for Ling Kun this time.
There was another young man in the room, sitting in an office chair by the window with his back to the two of them. At first glance, he looked a bit like Ling Yan.
But Lingyan wouldn't see both of them at the same time.
Moreover, Ming Anya is now clearly on Ling Yan's side.
"Does Aunt Shen want to stay and watch the fun?" Yan Zheng asked politely but coldly, his back to Shen Qing.
Shen Qing snorted lightly: "No need, my wife at home is waiting for me." Torturing Ai Qing has become Shen Qing's daily routine.
"Aunt Chen, please go ahead," Yan Zheng commanded, his back to them.
Shen Qing didn't linger; she closed the door and left.
This is the 7th basement level of the Yan Family Bar. After Ling Yan's forces withdrew, it is now the Yan family's territory.
The two girls left behind, Ming Anya and Qin Zixian, stared at each other, neither daring to speak first.
"I heard you're all Lin Zhihan's classmates. How much do you know about her?"
Yan Zheng's tone was flat, as if he had just asked the question on a whim.
"Who are you, and why did you bring us here?" Ming Anya was the first to stand up and ask.
The room contained only a large desk and a swivel chair behind it. Yan Zheng was currently sitting there.
Then there were the two hard, round stools in front of Qin Zixian and Ming Anya, which looked like they were interrogating annoyed people.
Ming Anya was a little angry. Who was this person? She was the eldest daughter of the Ming family, and he had actually forced her to come here so late at night.
Oh, no, my future mother-in-law said he's Ling Kun's business partner or something.
Ming Anya's attitude softened slightly, and she added in a low voice:
“I’m just a junior high and high school classmate of Lin Zhihan, and I don’t know her very well. I only know that she used to be Yan Shao’s girlfriend. Oh, and it seems that they are together again now. I don’t know much else. But if you ask me about Lin Zhihan’s childhood sweetheart, Ye Yunran, I do know a little more.” Ming Anya continued to add to her story without making a sound.
If her status as the eldest daughter of the Ming family isn't enough, and she also brings along the second young master of the Ye family, he probably won't do anything to her, right?
"oh
Lin Zhihan also has a childhood sweetheart. Why do you know more about her childhood sweetheart?
Did you steal her guardian angel?
Yan Zheng's attitude was unclear, and his voice remained flat, leaving Ming Anya unable to guess what he meant.
“Me,” Ming Anya bit her lip:
"You could say that. Lin Zhihan's childhood sweetheart went abroad with me. During the two years she was separated from Yan Shao, I was the one who stole him from her."
"You're asleep."
"Of course not!" Ming Anya belatedly realized that Ling Kun's partner was being somewhat impolite.
But she still needed to clarify something important.
This is Ling Kun's friend; his future mother-in-law specifically asked her to come and meet him.
If Ling Kun misunderstands anything, that man will be in an awkward position.
"Whoosh!" Yan Zheng whistled with his back to them.
"I didn't realize you had such skill; you even outshone Miss Qin." Yan Zheng's words were ambiguous.
Yan Zheng continued:
"As far as I know, Ling Kun seems to prefer Miss Qin 2, but now he's living with Miss Ming. To be fair, Miss Ming is quite shrewd."
He not only stole Lin Zhihan's childhood sweetheart, but also Qin 2's suitor.
"You're so capable, it makes me want to set things right and do something fair and impartial." Yan Zheng positioned himself as a just judge.
"What do you mean?" Ming Anya now felt she had said too much.
This man might not necessarily be on her side.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” Yan Zheng then played a recording that completely changed Ming Anya’s expression.
I don't know how he handled the recording; he somehow managed to capture their conversation.
It can be done at key points.
For example, he admitted to stealing Lin Zhihan's childhood sweetheart and of course they slept together!
These two sentences completely stunned Ming Anya.
"You, you~~~"
How could you tamper with the recording like this?
Qin Zixian was listening attentively.
"She's my witness, you're just trying to sow discord between me and Ling Kun!" Ming Anya said anxiously.
But she was a refined girl, and her upbringing meant that even when she was anxious, she couldn't come up with any strong rebuttals.
"Oh, is that right?" Yan Zheng actually admitted it.
His patience was wearing thin.
But the two of them were part of his plan.
Yan Zheng patiently began to ask Qin Zixian questions:
"I heard Miss Qin is one of Lin Zhihan's best friends, so you should know more about her, right?" Yan Zheng's tone was gentle, not like he was interrogating someone, which led to...
"I know, but why should I tell you! What are you planning to do, kidnapping me here in the middle of the night?"
I am no longer Ling Yan's fiancée, and his affairs have nothing to do with our Qin family. Your arrest of me poses no threat to him whatsoever.
The person he has always loved is Lin Zhihan!
I-------"Qin Zixian is truly terrified by Shen Qing's targeting over the past two years."
He was the first to lose his temper and push Lin Zhihan forward.
"Yes, I know all of that. Miss Qin, could you tell me something I don't know?" Yan Zheng didn't mean to scare her, but he was really using Qin Zixian to set up his scheme.
Yan Zheng's words didn't seem to be coercing, but the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.
The sudden stillness in the air was chilling.
This man exudes immense power and intimidation.
Qin Zixian chickened out and answered in a trembling voice:
"I don't know much either. Lin Zhihan and Ming Xiaoxiao are best friends. In fact, Ming Anya is Ming Xiaoxiao's cousin. If you want to know about Lin Zhihan, you might as well just grab Ming Xiaoxiao and ask her. That would be more efficient than grabbing us."
Qin Zixian was terrified. Killer 10 had left her with a deep psychological scar; she had almost died in that kidnapping. So she told the 'kidnapper' in front of her everything he wanted to know.
"You—" Ming Anya was a little angry. Qin Zixian had actually dragged Ming Xiaoxiao, an unrelated person, into the situation again.
When did she become so selfish?
Faced with Ming Anya's anger, Qin Zixian responded with justifiable reasons.
What do you know?
Shen Qing has kidnapped me three times in the past two years, and the last time he almost cost me my life.
I'm so tired of taking the fall for Lin Zhihan.
"Why should Ling Yan protect her and push me out like this? I just like him. But that can't be a reason for me to sacrifice myself for the woman he loves!" Qin Zixian was on the verge of a breakdown, her voice becoming much sharper as she shrieked at Yan Zheng, who was sitting in front of her.
Why don't you just ask Lin Zhihan what's wrong!
She's only just been recognized and returned to the Lin family. What's the point of you trying to catch me indirectly? I don't know anything about this.
I hate Ling Yan, that liar.
He said I would be safe once I broke off the engagement, but why is Shen Qing still trying to capture me? Qin Zixian's emotions were momentarily out of control.
Yan Zheng was also surprised that Miss Qin was so afraid of him.
Yan Zheng swiveled his chair back to face the two girls. His face was completely non-threatening; he looked like a gentle older brother.
"Miss Qin, please don't get agitated. I'm Ling Yan's friend, and I won't hurt you."
I invited you here just to ask for your opinion. Do you want to be with Ling Kun?
"After all, he likes you so much." The topic was quickly changed, but it still didn't ease Qin Zixian's tension.
"I don't want to!"
"I hate his mother! Shen Qing will torture me to death!" Qin Zixian squatted on the ground, holding her head.
Where is even a trace of the dignified elegance of the second young lady of the Qin family?
She was brought here from her own room in the Qin family home.
This was another blow to Qin Zixian, who had already been kidnapped three times.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Qin. I meant you no harm. I will remind Aunt Chen how to treat you in the future."
But I still hope you can choose Ling Kun.
After all, I wanted to get revenge on Miss Ming for Lin Zhihan. Why did she have to steal the girl I liked's childhood sweetheart instead of someone else's protector?
Without her, how could our Zhihan have endured two years of loneliness without friends?
"She's so outstanding, she's more suitable for me, don't you think?" Yan Zheng coaxed gently.
Qin Zixian stared in shock, her eyes wide.
"You... like Lin Zhihan!" Qin Zixian looked at Yan Zheng in disbelief, at this man who was both somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar.
Does he know what he's saying?
"Hello, let me formally introduce myself. I am Yan Zheng, and Ms. Qin. We will have more collaborations in the future."
I will guarantee your personal safety.
The condition is that you return to Ling Kun's side.
Of course, just give him a chance.
"After all, he's been wavering between you and Miss Ming for so long; he needs to try both to know which one suits him better." Yan Zheng's smile became even more approachable.
"Of course, I wouldn't mind if Ling Kun followed his father's example and made you his wife, with Miss Ming as his mistress."
In short, if Miss Qin is willing, I will help her become the legitimate wife, regardless of whose it is.”
Yan Zheng's friendly attitude calmed Qin Zixian down considerably. Such a guarantee might not seem like much to her now, but who knows if she'd need it later?
Qin Zixian looked up blankly at Yan Zheng and asked, her eyes filled with confusion.
“But Ling Kun likes Ming Anya now, and they live together…” Qin Zixian blushed slightly.
The Ling brothers are all good-looking.
She knew Ling Kun had feelings for her; she had indeed been Ling Kun's rumored girlfriend for a while.
But that happened when I was in junior high school.
She was Ling Yan's fiancée for two years, and Ling Kun didn't seem to show any jealousy or affection for her.
She thought...
"Miss Qin can consider Ling Kun as an option now, after all, I am now Miss Qin's ally."
I also want to use Miss Qin to win over Ling Kun.
I'll say it again: you can consider him, pretend, deceive him or whatever.
Or you could take revenge on Shen Qing by manipulating Ling Kun.”
"I don't want to, I can't beat her..." Qin Zixian still resisted at the mention of Shen Qing.
"Alright, Miss Qin, please don't get so agitated."
Then you can do me a favor and act out a scene where you choose Ling Kun for me.
"Once I get Lin Zhihan, whether you want Ling Yan, Ling Kun, or anyone else, I can help you." Yan Zheng was also somewhat helpless. Women are really difficult to deal with; they need to be coaxed and lied to, which is not his forte.
How do I know you have the ability to snatch Lin Zhihan from Ling Yan?
"I don't want to offend Ling Yan." Qin Zixian pouted, feeling completely bewildered by Yan Zheng.
Ming Anya listened quietly the whole time, not understanding what this man named Yan Zheng was up to.
Yan Zheng wanted to end this failed conversation.
"Fine, I won't force you. Anyway, I want to be friends with Miss Qin. Since you hate Ling Yan, why don't you stand on my side and watch the show?"
"We're friends, trust me, okay?" What kind of charm does Yan Zheng possess?
It can be said that it is in no way inferior to Ling Yan's.
Yan Zheng hesitated for a moment, then pursed his thin lips.
"Oh, I still have to remind Miss Qin, although it may be presumptuous, but please don't fall in love with me." Yan Zheng tilted his head kindly.
"I only want to be friends with Miss Qin, but the incident where Miss Qin hurt Lin Zhihan at school last time also made me unhappy."
"Yes, Miss Qin was frightened today. I'll have Ling Kun personally take you home later."
Yan Zheng spoke with certainty.
It was as if he were the spokesperson for the second branch of the Ling family, able to completely control the movements of the Ling twin brothers.
Qin Zixian looked up and glanced at Ming Anya, who was silent beside her.
She frowned, as if Yan Zheng were some kind of monster.
Just then, Ling Kun received the news and burst through the door.
Enraged, Ling Kun entered the room and, seeing Ming Anya unharmed, pulled her behind him. He then pushed her next to his twin brother, Ling Yan, by the door.
The two were drinking at Yanyin Bar when they suddenly received news that Ming Anya had been taken away by Shen Qing.
It was Ling Yan who helped him get the information from Shen Qing, and she then led him to the 7th basement level of Yan Yin Bar.
The two of them rushed over from the first floor.
In the past two years, Yan Yin Bar has developed very well under Ling Yan's management. It has a great reputation, and its programs are novel, attracting many upper-class young men to come here for drinks.
The Ling twin brothers love coming here.
Ling Kun angrily yanked his tie and punched Yan Zheng, who was sitting upright in the swivel chair in front of him.
Before his fist could land, Yan Zheng pressed the recording button he had just prepared.
Ming Anya's admission that she stole Ye Yunran from Lin Zhihan and slept with him hit Ling Kun like a bang.
If we were to ask who Ling Kun hates most in this world, it would probably be Ye Yunran, who caused him to lose his love for two years.
They actually fell asleep.
Ling Kun's grip loosened. He turned and glared hatefully at the panicked Ming Anya.
Ming Anya frantically shook her head at Ling Yan beside him: "Ling Kun, don't believe him!"
He's deliberately trying to drive a wedge between us.
I don't,
I didn't talk to Ye------
"Shut up!" Ling Kun lost his mind in the heat of jealousy.
Then he turned to look at Yan Zheng, who was sitting upright in the high chair, and asked:
"what you up to"
Ling Yan leaned against the door and chuckled softly.
"Brother, you can't possibly miss such a simple divisive tactic, can you?"
"I can guarantee your sister-in-law, you're the only man she has." Ling Yan's voice was incredibly irritating.
"Shut up too!" Ling Kun glared at his younger brother, annoyed.
He turned to look at Yan Zheng again, calmed down, and took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
Before I even had a chance to take a breath
"Smoking is harmful to your health," Ming Anya said quietly beside Ling Yan.
Ling Kun paused in his cigarette, then turned and glared at her fiercely: "I told you to shut up, didn't you hear me?"
The hot-tempered Kun started to get angry.
Ming Anya pouted, clearly unconvinced.
Enraged, Ling Kun threw away his cigarette on the spot and angrily ground it on the ground.
Yan Zheng raised an eyebrow at the comical scene.
"Young Master Kun, are you completely planning to become a stay-at-home husband again?"
This woman is probably a pawn that Ling Yan deliberately placed beside you to wear down your fighting spirit.
It seems Aunt Shen was right; you've given up on competing with Ling Yan for power and are willing to be a vice president in the Ling family.
"Just like your father, eating the leftovers of their eldest son's family." Yan Zheng was adept at stirring up trouble; he was incredibly cunning.
"Is that so? But what does this have to do with you, an outsider?" Geng Cha couldn't help but speak softly. Ling Yan changed her stance at the door and looked at Yan Zheng with a deep gaze.
A chilling wind rose around her, and Ming Anya shivered involuntarily, touching her arm.
Ling Kun, being henpecked, immediately took off his coat and draped it over his woman, causing Ling Yan and Yan Zheng's eyes to twitch simultaneously.
"Brother, you really are something!"
"Completely lacking fighting spirit," Yan Zheng added.
"Say what you will, I'm taking her with me first. Yan Zheng, I'll remember this time you used my mother against An Ya." Then, without saying a word, he put his arm around Ming An Ya's shoulder and walked out the door.
He glanced one last time at Qin Zixian, who was still trembling inside the door:
The way she huffed and puffed, "Are you leaving or not?" made it unclear who she was angry with.
"Let's go!" Qin Zixian quickly ran over and stood close to Ling Kun on the other side.
The harmonious trio left Yan Zheng speechless.
Ling Yan, standing at the door, sneered:
"So what? My brother was already having girlfriends on both sides in junior high. Look at you, acting like you've never seen the world."
Didn't you just come back from the US?
Ling Yan wasn't in a hurry to leave.
Instead, he stepped inside and sat down in front of Yan Zheng.
They didn't find the hard bench prepared for him too desolate.
He looked at Yan Zheng with a sinister smile and said:
"Tell me, how do you want to play?" This is a young master of the underworld who thrives on chaos.
"Don't mess with my brother, I'll play with you." Ling Yan was fighting on behalf of her brother.
"I also have a younger brother just like you." Yan Zheng smiled gently.
"Twins? I understand you."
"But your brother doesn't seem very bright." Ling Yan curled her lip in disdain.
"Same to you."
Conversations between intelligent people are much simpler.
Ling Yan: "I heard you want to steal Ling Yan's woman."
Yan Zheng frankly admitted, "Oh, that was just incidental."
"What makes you think you can do this?" wasn't Ling Yan looking down on him.
He didn't want to delay, but his father and elder brother had both reconnected with the main branch of the family.
His young shadow naturally had to obediently follow his main body.
“We all suffered in the base since we were kids. Do you want your descendants to follow in our footsteps?” Yan Zheng adopted a savior-like stance.
"Oh, then let's just shut down the base." Ling Yan shrugged, unconcerned.
Yan Zheng: ……
"Do you really think outsiders can trust a family like the Ling family?"
Ling Yan glanced at Yan Zheng: "You're talking about yourself."
Yan Zheng: ……
Well, this guy's a negotiation killer.
"Alright, I'll be frank. I want to take Ling Yan's place, and I hope you can help me."
Ling Yan rolled his eyes, as if to say, "Why didn't you just speak like a human being? Why waste my precious time?"
Ling Yan: "I'm thinking about it too."
Yan Zheng shrugged: "So we're cooperating."
Ling Yan sneered, "And after we succeed, I'll be your deputy."
"So what if I eat someone else's leftovers? Is my cousin not a close relative?"
Yan Zheng: ……
"Should we cooperate or not?" Yan Zheng also felt that the Ling brothers were acting strangely.
Especially the one in front of me.
They were completely unyielding.
"Try it," Ling Yan raised an eyebrow, then touched the corner of his lips and said with a sinister tone:
"I'm also interested in Lin Zhihan. How about this: after we succeed, you can have the empire, and I'll take the beauty," Ling Yan said provocatively to Yan Zheng.
This time, Yan Zheng's eyebrows twitched in surprise.
This is a power struggle that hasn't even begun, and they're already turning against each other over the unequal distribution of spoils.
Seeing his expression, Ling Yan quickly changed her mind: "Then I want the empire, and you get the beauty!"
Ling Yan's eyes lit up.
This is so interesting.
He had no interest in anything, neither power nor beauty.
What he enjoys is the process of forcing people to make choices.
Yan Zheng didn't want to talk; it had been a long time since he had been led astray by others.
"Then why not let the beauty choose for herself?" Ling Yan retreated again and again, forcing Yan Zheng to look at him seriously.
"make a deal."
Yan Zheng just breathed a sigh of relief.
But Ling Yan immediately followed up with:
"But if the beauty doesn't choose anyone, we still have to choose one."
"Brother Yan, you can't keep all this to yourself!" Ling Yan was calling him "brother" now, so he was getting ready to trick his brother!
The air itself seemed to become excited.
"Okay, I promise you." Unlike Ling Yan's excitement, Yan Zheng was exhausted, both physically and mentally.
"Well then, it'll be a pleasure working with you~" Ling Yan stood up from the hard bench.
In the instant he turned around, his smiling eyes turned ruthless.
So what kind of heartless bastards did the old man raise?
Yan Jia, Ling Teng'an's most obedient dog.
The loyal servant who was saved from the brink of death by the old man when he was young.
He claims to be the least likely person to betray the Ling family.
So now
Are all servants going to devour their masters?
ridiculous.
Ling Yan's aura became even more gloomy.
He walked with a sinister smile.
I wonder if my cousin knows that he has such a vicious dog hiding by his side.
Oh, he probably knows.
Ling Yan chuckled again, which was anything but cute.
If even a servant can steal the mistress of the house, then Ling Yan might as well not bother in the world.
That despicable Yan family.
How could they raise such a dog that bites its owner?
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