Listening to Qian Yikun's words, Father Huang's eyes flashed with light.
Qian Yikun knew clearly about the glint in his eyes.
"My daughter is already like this, and I don't want to make things too ugly. Originally, I knew that my daughter was too willful, but now it seems that my daughter is like this because of that woman just now."
What he said was reasonable and well-founded. Qian Yikun quietly waited for him to finish what he said next.
"My nephew, if people don't tell secret stories, you are mainly responsible for my daughter becoming crazy." Huang's father became more and more excited as he spoke. It was obvious that he was sure that his daughter's madness was directly related to it.
Qian Yikun's expression finally changed, "Why did Ling Qianjin become crazy? I think Mr. Huang should ask Ling Qianjin if he has done anything shameful. If there is evidence, Mr. Huang can bring it out, but he said that he and I should I think for the sake of your face, you'd better not say anything about Ling Qianjin's marriage." Qian Yikun, with an expression on his face, directly blocked what Huang's father wanted to say next.
Father Huang is not a fool. What he said is just that he wants to continue to marry the Qian family. He had no face to mention it to the Qian family when his daughter did that kind of thing before, but now, just now, he finally found a reason .
One can not only get his daughter married, but also connect himself with the Qian family, killing two birds with one stone.
This plan is quite loud, but it still depends on whether he is happy or not.
Huang's father was slapped in the face by Qian Yikun, and he instantly felt like he had been slapped in the face.
And it was still loud.
"you you-"
"If that's what Mr. Huang wants to say, then there's no need to say anything about Mr. Huang. You, the Huang family, are all good at stirring up trouble." Qian Yikun said without mercy. This kind of person doesn't deserve mercy anyway. .
Father Huang's face turned red as he watched Qian Yikun leave, but he was helpless.
There were still burnt ashes where the game was roasted in the morning. I looked back carefully all the way and didn't find anyone following me.
Maybe after blowing the whistle, a man came out from behind the big tree after waiting for a while.
The man was sitting in a wheelchair, with a thick blanket covering his knees. Behind him was a little girl about seventeen or eighteen years old pushing the wheelchair for him.
Huge sunglasses obscured his face, but the gentle smile on his face made people think that this man would be a gentle person.
Mo Fei went over and slowly squatted down and leaned on the man's legs. At this moment, she was like a child, with no anger in her body at all.
The man's slender, white fingers landed on the back of her head, stroking it gently.
"Qian Yikun has been suspecting me, and Ye Cong is also checking Mo Tian." Mo Fei said in a low voice: "And they plan to take action on the 5th. I feel like Slippers doesn't know what Tigger's business is?"
"Of course he doesn't know." The man said, looking at Mo Fei who raised his head, "And he doesn't need to know."
"That bastard." Mo Fei yelled through gritted teeth.
The corners of the man's lips curled up again, "I thought you would give up on marrying him."
"Since he doubts me, let's let his doubts become reality." Mo Fei's face was filled with indignation and he was obviously angry.
The girl behind the man pursed her lips and smiled secretly. Maybe she raised her head and looked at her dissatisfied, so the girl tried hard not to laugh.