"Why? Are you afraid of him?"
Wen Qiao chuckled: "Why would I be afraid of him? I know what he wants. If his dream is shattered, it would be the biggest blow to him."
"So, what does he want?"
"He wants me to be his successor."
Fu Nanli's jaw muscles were tense, and his back teeth were slightly grinding: "He really dares to dream."
He Xihuai, who really dares to dream, is in his own mansion, holding a cigar in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other.
Theresa said: "Miss Ling Ning will arrive in Haicheng tomorrow."
He Xihuai sat on the leather sofa, changed his posture, and crossed his long legs: "Who asked her to come here?"
"Miss Ling Ning saw that you haven't been home for a long time, so she came here on her own."
He Xihuai pressed his temple: "Don't let her see Wen Qiao."
"Yes, sir."
Ling Ning, the second in command at the core of the Pentagram's power, was once recognized within the Pentagram as the successor to He Xihuai.
He is top in terms of fighting power, cruelty, and jealousy.
The next day, at Haicheng Dongpu Airport, a plane from Los Angeles slowly landed.
Ling Ning went down the gangway carrying a backpack.
She had short hair, and wore a short jacket, tight jeans, Martin boots, and sunglasses. She looked extremely cool.
At the airport, Wen Qiao was free today, and Fu Nanli was on a business trip to Dubai, so she came to see him off and accompanied him to the boarding gate.
When I turned around, someone bumped into me and my phone fell to the ground.
Wen Qiao looked at the girl who bumped into her. She was quite tall, even taller than her, with short hair, and looked very cold. Two tall foreigners followed behind her.
She looked at the phone on the ground and then looked at the girl.
Ling Ning chewed gum unrestrainedly, snorted softly, seemed not to intend to pay attention to her, and turned to leave.
Wen Qiao grabbed her wrist and said, "Miss, you bumped into me and your phone is probably broken. Shouldn't you say sorry?"
The two foreigners behind Ling Ning were about to step forward, but were stopped by her.
She tilted her glasses and looked at Wen Qiao. Seeing that she was a beautiful and charming girl, she chuckled.
She can beat ten of these pampered girls at a time.
"I'm sorry? Heh..."
Ling Ning glanced at Wen Qiao coldly, not intending to waste any more words with this spoiled girl, and just left.
Wen Qiao grabbed her again and said, "I asked you to apologize. You are so young, and your hearing is not very good?"
Ling Ning was furious. He raised his hand and was about to grab Wen Qiao's shoulders, intending to throw him over his shoulder.
She was probably going to break her elbow.
It's just that this girl is asking for trouble.
However, she didn't expect that the girl was so fast that she dodged her attack before she even saw her clearly.
Ling Ning began to take it seriously and reached out to firmly grasp Wen Qiao's arm, but she did not expect that the girl's strength was beyond her expectations.
She twisted hard, and Wen Qiao flew 180 degrees in the air, did a somersault, and landed steadily under her attack.
"You bumped into me, broke my phone, and even hit me. Miss, isn't that a bit too unreasonable?"
Ling Ning threw away the backpack that was in the way, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
This girl actually has something, she underestimated her enemy.
She raised her leg and did a high split. If that kick landed on Wen Qiao's shoulder, the bone would at least be cracked if not broken.
Wen Qiao used all his strength to move Ling Ning aside slightly, then kicked him in the chest with lightning speed.
Since the other party is being unreasonable, she is not a saint.
Then just fight.
Who is afraid of whom
(End of this chapter)