Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

1Wang Qing was so angry that his face turned blue and his nose was swollen.    

    

He was a dignified Wang Family young master, and was very handsome. He was the Prince Charming in the hearts of countless Heaven City girls.    

    

Even compared to today's red, purplish little meat star, he knew he wasn't that bad.    

    

But in brat's mouth, how did he become a toad?    

    

Lin Yumeng was not bad. She was a beauty with a country's beauty. She was a famous beauty in the rich world, but Wang Qing knew that he was not bad either!    

    

Besides, both parents had already agreed to the marriage between the two of them.    

    

"Get out of the way, you good dog! If you don't get in my way, I'll beat you up!"    

    

Ning Xiaolei twitched his mouth. Looking at Wang Qing's defeated appearance, he could not help but want to laugh.    

    

Fighting with your brother, you are still a little too tender!    

    

Campus Belle Lin who dares to rob Big Brother, if this wasn't Lin Family, I would have already beat you up a long time ago.    

    

"You are rude!"    

    

Wang Qing was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He was really one of the uncultured people in the lower class. He was about to attack at any moment.    

    

Ning Xiaolei sneered and teased, "If you don't leave now, brother will really beat me up. I can't control my fists these days, what if …"    

    

Without waiting for Ning Xiaolei to finish, Wang Qing quickly dodged to the side.    

    

A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him.    

    

brat could ignore the person in front of him, but he, the dignified young master of Wang Family, could not ignore him.    

    

Without the dog blocking their way, Ning Xiaolei and Lin Yumeng continued their journey.    

    

Passing by Wang Qing, Ning Xiaolei purposefully said, "Not only are you a toad, but you're also as timid as a mouse. You can't be considered a man!"    

    

Puff!    

    

Your sister!    

    

You're not a man!    

    

Wang Qing almost exploded. This brat was too infuriating. He really wanted to go up and beat him up.    

    

"Pfft, Xiaolei, you're so bad, how can you make the Wang Family young master angry?"    

    

Lin Yumeng, who had been holding back her laughter, couldn't hold it in any longer and chuckled softly.    

    

Two faint red clouds immediately flew up on her pure white face. The joy on her face made Ning Xiaolei's heart beat inexplicably.    

    

Wang Qing was already humiliated and infuriated by Ning Xiaolei. Hearing Lin Yumeng's laughter, he felt as if he had been humiliated to the extreme. His face was burning with pain.    

    

"brat, I'm not done with you." A trace of malice flashed in Wang Qing's eyes as he watched the two of them leave.    

    

Following Lin Yumeng, the two of them walked into the hall and stopped in front of a middle-aged man and woman.    

    

The man looked to be in his forties and had a resolute expression on his face. Between his brows, there was a hint of majesty.    

    

The woman, on the other hand, was a beautiful woman in her thirties. She looked extremely charming. Her face had a faint warm smile on it from beginning to end, and she looked somewhat similar to Lin Yumeng.    

    

Without Lin Yumeng saying anything, Ning Xiaolei immediately guessed that this could be her parents.    

    

"Xiaolei, I'll give it to you …"    

    

Lin Yumeng opened her mouth and was just about to introduce her to Ning Xiaolei when she was interrupted.    

    

The one who interrupted Lin Yumeng was none other than her father, the middle-aged man standing in front of her.    

    

"Young man, you are very willful and impulsive. The daughter of I, Lin Zhanxiong, will absolutely not marry someone who has no strategy in his heart."    

    

The middle-aged man said calmly as his dignified gaze landed on Ning Xiaolei.    

    

Ning Xiaolei and Lin Yumeng froze at the same time. Lin Yumeng suddenly said anxiously, "Dad, what do you mean, Xiaolei he …"    

    

"Shut up, this is a conversation between us men." Lin Zhanxiong's strict gaze fell on Lin Yumeng and his tone was unquestionable.    

    

Lin Yumeng was too anxious to control herself and was ready to speak again.    

    

When Ning Xiaolei saw this, he quickly grabbed Lin Yumeng's hand and threw her a look of affirmation. "It's fine. Let me have a good talk with uncle."    

    

Finished speaking, Ning Xiaolei turned around and looked Lin Zhanxiong in the eye without fear. He said lightly: "Uncle Lin, if what you said was what happened just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't agree."