Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

But Leng Boyan's abacus was not ready, and then Leng Shaoxuan opened his mouth with a smile, with a strong sarcasm and ridicule in his tone.

"Then I want to ask my second uncle what he means by sending me these photos. Do these synthetic photos provoke the feelings between me and Haitang, or between my uncle and nephew?"

Hearing this sentence, Leng Boyan's expression was slightly cracked, but he soon repaired it perfectly. The doubt on his face seemed to have no sense of conflict.

"I haven't even seen these photos. Why did I send them to you? Although there are some contradictions between us, we can't hurt our friendship because of these photos of unknown origin, or those people just sent them to you deliberately to provoke our friendship and your feelings with Mu Haitang 。”

Leng Shaoxuan looked at him with a real look. He raised his thick eyebrows as if he were joking. Then the corners of his mouth slightly lifted up and took out the prepared tablet from behind. It was the code saved by the programmer that day

I had long guessed that Leng Boyan would pretend to be stupid, so I had already left a backhand.

"What is this!"

Although old man Leng is old and can't understand these things, he has clearly pointed out Leng Boyan in detail. At present, he is very angry, and then his eyes stare at Leng Boyan who still refuses to repent in front of him.

Grandma Leng left long ago. There were only three of them left in the hall.

"What else do you have to say? The evidence has been pointed out. I don't usually restrain you. I don't want to take care of you tightly. How did I develop such a bastard character in the end?"

"How dare you reach out to your niece!"

Suddenly a tea cup was thrown at Leng Boyan's feet. The hot tea splashed his trouser legs and scalded his exposed ankles.

Leng Boyan did not dodge, but clenched his lips and looked at his father sitting on it.

"Dad! Why do you just listen to one side of his words, why don't you listen to me!"

Old man Leng was even more angry when he saw that he still didn't repent.

"I don't want to hear your excuse. From today on, you don't want to return home! Just stay in France and don't provoke Leng Shaoxuan!"

"Dad!"

Leng Boyan looked at the old man with obvious anger in his eyes. He didn't understand that even if Leng Shaoxuan was excellent, Leng Shaoxuan was only his grandson, but he was his son!

"Why, you are not convinced!"

Old man Leng stepped down from his seat and held a very powerful crutch in his hand. Leng Boyan could see that it was the crutch that old man Leng had been using to teach people a lesson. When the crutch was knocked down, there was a large dark bruise mark on the light person. If it was serious, the place would be broken.

"Dad! Why can't you listen to me and trust him so much? I'm your son! Even if he's excellent, he's just your grandson!"

Old man Leng didn't stop because of his words. Instead, he still walked up to him with a crutch and stared at him with a gloomy face, as if he wanted to see what he wanted to say.

"Dad! Do you think it's my fault? Leng Shaoxuan said that he didn't know how to treat me, but he had already bought my company secretly. I was lucky to have worked hard for more than ten years. He bought it mercilessly, leaving only a little bit in my hand, which can't play any role at all!"

Leng Boyan yelled at old man Leng, but he was not talking to Leng Shaoxuan.