Qiao Mu's voice fell, and he heard the man's incomparably cold tone: "Dismantle her lifelong trust fund, pay for the engagement banquet, and transfer the rest to Ling Zihuan's name."

Since she is with the Tang family, she will be a woman of the Tang family in the future, and she will no longer have to enjoy the trust of the Ling family. ”

Hearing this, Qiao Mule was happy.

Probably too happy, he laughed.

Yan Shiqi looked at Qiao Muwu and smirked to himself, and he couldn't help laughing.

Second Brother Qiao, I'm afraid I'm not a fool.

And the man beside her glanced at him indescribably, with undisguised disgust in his cold eyes.

At this time, Qiao Mu also noticed that he was slightly out of shape, patted his thigh with his palm, leaned back on the sofa, and gave a thumbs up to the man, "Fourth, well done!"

Yes, that's great!

His little girl's happiness is guaranteed by another layer.

The fourth is excellent, too good!

......

That night, at half past ten, Yan Shiqi and the man returned to Linhu Bay again.

Although Han Yunting is not awake, the doctor said that his condition has stabilized, and there are nurses in the senior ward to take care of him, so there is no need to keep a vigil.

Besides, Qiao Mu's ward was not far from him, and the two of them didn't stay long.

That night, Yan Shiqi slept very deeply, probably a whole day of anxiety and busyness, she almost fell asleep in bed.

After she fell asleep, the man gently kissed her on the forehead, looked at her deeply for a moment, and then turned and went to the study.

He sat down in front of the dark walnut-colored boss's desk, lit a cigarette, and took a heavy puff.

Behind the dark night, there is a depressing haze.

Half a cigarette passed, the man picked up his phone and dialed it.

His tone was cold, and he blurted out a cold command: "Tomorrow, release the news of Tang Xinsheng and Ling Mi's engagement." Send someone to send a message to the second elder of the Tang family, if you can't marry Ling Mi into the door, the Qin family will buy all the properties of the Tang family. ”

The man hung up the phone and placed it casually on the table.

His pupils fell on the hot light of the cigarette butt that flickered and flickered, but there was no temperature at all.

He gave Ling Mi a chance, and now letting her marry into the Tang family is the last mercy.

In just a few years of growth experience, it can never be compared with Xiaoqi.

What's more, her ruthless use of Xiao Yu and her accidental injury to Yun Ting were enough for her to never turn over.

The man puffed out his cigarette, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and slowly got up and stood in front of the open window.

His sharp silhouette was reflected in the night, and his dark and cold pupils melted into the dark cold.

Ling Mi, it's time to end!

......

The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, the inkstone woke up slowly.

Her eyes were still hazy after waking up, looking at the carved ceiling above, slightly stunned.

Today is the day they go back to their old house.

Everything last night was still vivid, and without saying more, she could feel the obvious change in the attitude of her eldest brother after learning her identity.

She was a little dazed, not knowing what kind of unique reunion it would be today.

She and the fourth brother have never told the truth of the year, and they really don't want to use this matter as a bargaining chip to make the Qin family change their opinion of her.

"Hey—"

Yan Shiqi's thoughts were surging uncontrollably, and a light sigh overflowed the corners of her lips, she pulled the quilt and turned her head and crashed into the eyes of the man who was holding his head sideways and smiling, "So much sentimentality early in the morning, what did you think of?"

She was stunned, pinched the quilt to block the tip of her nose, only revealing a pair of clear eyes, bent her eyebrows and shook her head, "I didn't think about anything, I didn't want to go back to Qin's house today, when will I leave?"