"What's wrong? You're afraid of him?"
Wen Qiao chuckled,"why would I be afraid of him?" I know what he's after. If his dreams come to nothing, wouldn't that be the biggest blow to him?"
"So, what is he after?"
"He wants me to be his successor."
Fu Nanli's jawline was tensed up, and he gritted his molars slightly. "He really dares to dream."
He xihuai, who dared to dream, was in his own mansion, holding a cigar in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other.
"Miss Ling ning will arrive in Haicheng tomorrow," said Teresa.
He xihuai sat on the leather sofa and changed his position, his long legs crossed. "Who asked her to come over?"
"Miss Ling ning saw that you haven't been home for a long time, so she came over on her own."
He xihuai massaged his temples. don't let her see Wen Qiao.
"Yes, sir,"
Ling ning, the second-in-command of the Pentagram's core power, had once been recognized as he xihuai's heir.
Her strength was top, her ruthlessness was top, and naturally, her jealousy was top as well.
The next day, at Dongpu airport in Haicheng, the plane from Los Angeles slowly landed.
Ling ning carried a backpack and went down the ramp.
She had short hair and was wearing a short jacket, tight-fitting jeans, Martin Boots, and sunglasses. She looked extremely cold.
At the airport, Wen Qiao happened to be free today. Since Fu Nanli was on duty today and was about to fly to Dubai, she came to send him off all the way to the boarding gate.
When she turned around, someone bumped into her, and her phone fell to the ground.
Wen Qiao looked at the girl who bumped into her. She was quite tall, even taller than her by a little. She had short hair and looked very cold. Two tall foreigners were following behind her.
She looked at the phone on the ground and then at the girl.
Ling ning chewed on her gum unrestraint and snorted. She seemed to have no intention of paying attention to her and turned to leave.
Wen Qiao grabbed her wrist. miss, you bumped into me. Your phone is probably broken. Shouldn't you say sorry? "
The two foreigners behind Ling ning immediately wanted to step forward, but she stopped them.
She adjusted her glasses and sized Wen Qiao up. Seeing that the other party was an extremely beautiful girl, she snorted.
She could take on ten of such delicate women at once.
"I'm sorry? Hehe hehe."
Ling ning coldly glanced at Wen Qiao, not intending to waste his breath on this spoiled woman, and directly wanted to leave.
Wen Qiao grabbed her again. I want you to apologize. You're so young. Are your ears not so good? "
Ling ning was furious. He raised his hand and was about to grab Wen Qiao's shoulder, planning to do a shoulder throw.
He was probably going to break her elbow.
However, this chick was just asking for it.
However, she didn't expect the girl to be so fast that she didn't even see her clearly and dodged her attack.
Ling ning began to treat her seriously, reaching out to grab Wen Qiao's arm. However, she didn't expect this chick's strength to be beyond her expectations.
She twisted with force, and Wen Qiao followed her attack and made a 180-degree flip in the air, then landed steadily.
"You bumped into me, broke my phone, and even wanted to hit me. Miss, aren't you being a little too unreasonable?"
Ling ning threw away the backpack that was in the way, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
This little girl actually had something up her sleeves. She had underestimated her opponent.
She lifted her leg and did a high split. If that kick had landed on Wen Qiao's shoulder, her bones would have at least cracked, if not broken.
Wen Qiao easily dodged, and then with lightning speed, she kicked Ling ning in the chest.
Since the other party was pestering her endlessly, she was not a Saint.
Then let's fight.
Who was afraid of who?