"Of course not! Uncle Yang, Xin'er is the woman I love most in my life. I will never let her be wronged even a little bit." Seeing that good things are going to happen, Mr. Ling comes out to cause trouble at this juncture. Is Shaping okay? Annoyed, he hurriedly assured Yang Shangfei.
"Hmph! Your life has just begun, why do you make such a guarantee? I know you are not sincere as soon as I hear it!" Mr. Ling glared at Shaping with contempt and curled his lips.
"You... why do you always have trouble with my Wind Chasers?" Sha Ping was furious at Mr. Ling. Thinking back to the previous time, Mr. Ling repeatedly advocated that Yang Shangfei attack the Wind Chasers, and the eyes he looked at Mr. Ling became more and more hostile.
Mr. Ling didn't take it seriously, his expression was cold and disdainful, and he didn't bother to talk to Shaping at all.
"Ahem~~~Mr. Qin, I think this matter should be discussed in the long term. After all, we still need to listen to Xin'er's own opinion." Although Yang Shangfei said it politely, he was actually refusing. Although Mr. Ling's influence was involved, it was mostly due to the grievances between the Zhuyue and Zhuifeng clans over the years. [
Sha Ping's face clearly showed deep disappointment and frustration, while Qin Dong sighed, knowing that he had to take care of this matter slowly, I'm afraid he couldn't rush it. Looking up at Mr. Ling, Qin Dong blinked thoughtfully.
"Mr. Qin, you must be tired too. Let me arrange for you to rest. I will host a banquet in the evening to thank you."
Qin Dong didn't say much, nodded gently, turned around and left with Zhuang Hu and Mi Fen. Shaping did not go with them, but stayed to take care of Yang Xin, and Yang Shangfei did not stop him.
"Brother, that Mr. Ling is really annoying. You should find a way to teach him a lesson. If he hadn't been so talkative, maybe Patriarch Yang would have agreed to the marriage between Sha Ping and Yang Xin." Back in the room, Miffin said with an annoyed look.
Zhuang Hu obviously felt the same way, with the same indignant expression, "I think that Mr. Ling has no intention of treating Miss Yang sincerely."
Qin Dong looked at Zhuang Hu with admiration and said with a smile, "Huzi, it's not easy. You can see all this."
When Qin Dong said this, Zhuang Hu became confused and asked in astonishment, "Does the man named Ling really have no intention of treating Miss Yang? Or is that Mr. Ling just a charlatan who doesn't understand anything?"
Qin Dong smiled and said, "That Mr. Ling is not simple. He is definitely not a charlatan who doesn't understand anything. On the contrary, he is very capable."
"What ability can he have?" Zhuang Hu and Mi Fen looked at each other and asked in unison.
Qin Dong said, "Isn't it a great ability to control a person's heart with spiritual power without being noticed?"
"Ah? Brother, you...what do you mean?" Mifen looked confused.
Qin Dong's face darkened and he whispered, "Actually, Miss Yang has never been sick at all. The reason why she is like this is because someone injected a spiritual power into her body, which suppressed her heart." The pulse caused Miss Yang to look like she is dying today."
"Ah! Someone wants to harm Miss Yang?" Mi Fen couldn't help but exclaimed when she heard this.
Qin Dong shook his head, "I'm afraid it's not that he wants to harm Miss Yang, but that he wants to use Miss Yang as a tool to harm others. The spiritual power that invaded Miss Yang's body suppressed her heart, but it would not kill her. Mr. Ling's sense of proportion is extremely accurate, so I say that he is very capable!"