MTL - The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden-Chapter 112 to collect debts together

   Chapter 112 Let's go to collect debts together

  There is a park on the outskirts of Beicheng, which is an art village, and a little further north is a group of villas, which are not too big, and are designed for some well-known artists to work and live there.

  Lingfeng has attracted many people to flatter him since he has the title of president. There are many things about sending cars, mansions and women, so he has nothing to lose now.

   Naturally, it is also possible to afford a villa here.

   He is painting inside at the moment, and there are three other models, all in swimsuits, in the three-point style, and you can make yourself clear with a little movement.

  Lingfeng asked one of the women to go to the front and make a pose, while the other two waited on him to eat fruit and helped him hold the paint plate, which was simply too comfortable.

   One of the women was saying: "President, you are all about to get married. If the prospective wife finds out, we will all suffer."

   "Stop talking nonsense, we are doing art." Ling Feng said while kissing her face.

   The woman immediately noticed the giggling.

  The other said: "Hey, we won't be so lucky. Who doesn't want to marry a person like President Ling? I want to marry in my dreams."

   "What's so strange about getting married? Marrying a woman back home may not be true love." Ling Feng smiled and touched her arm, and added, "We're just like this, we're free, and we don't have so many burdens."

   "Women, just want to be burdened." The woman sighed.

   At this moment, the doorbell rang from outside.

  Ling Feng was a little surprised. He didn't know who would come. He said to the woman beside him, "Go open the door and see who it is."

  The woman obediently stood up and went to open the door. When she saw two strangers, a man and a woman, she turned around and said to Ling Feng, "I don't know who they are, I don't know them anyway."

   "Knocked on the wrong door on purpose, just let them go." Ling Feng didn't even look back, just eating the fruit from the woman's hand.

   "It's so pleasant, President Ling." An Yan's tone was full of sarcasm, and she quickly pressed the camera button on her phone to capture all the rotten smells inside.

  Ling Feng's body seemed to be frozen, and then he started to yell at the three women, saying, "You put all your clothes on for me, get away."

  The three women were terrified, thinking that something must be going on here, so they hurriedly escaped together.

   Li Rongsen kicked the door with his foot.

  Ling Feng turned to look at them and said, "What are you looking for me for?"

   "Good things won't come to you, and I don't have a good relationship with you. We have a deep hatred now." An Yan said to him coldly.

   "I don't know what happened that day at all." Ling Feng absolutely refused to admit it. Anyway, he didn't find any clues, and Rong Qian and the others didn't sue him, so naturally they didn't need to admit anything.

   Li Rongsen said, "You deserve to be a man too."

  Ling Feng sneered and said, "Should I ask your sister if I am a man, she knows best."

An Yan was annoyed when she heard such words, kicked him in the face, knocked him to the ground, and said, "You talk to me well, but don't forget, you are a soft eater, if not Rong Qian, do you think you will be who you are today?"

   "I didn't ask you to help me, you did it voluntarily, and my painting art is indeed well-deserved." Ling Feng is still stubborn, and he slowly stood up from the ground.

   Li Rongsen also kicked him, so that he fell to the ground again, making a sound of pain.

  An Yan looked down at him and said, "You sent the key to the dance studio."

  Ling Feng did not speak.

"I heard that you are getting married. I should also prepare some gifts for you. I wonder if your new wife will marry you when she sees you like this." An Yan said and sent the photo to Shan Shuluo, let her come over now.

   "You are nosy." Ling Feng roared.

   "You're still not a man, you always rely on women to get the upper hand, make a face, can't you rely on your own ability?" An Yan sneered at him coldly.

   "Am I not relying on my ability?" Ling Feng asked her back.

   Li Rongsen really wanted to kick him to death, but he had no choice but to promise Rong Qian that the revenge must be done by her, so he endured it.

  An Yan said, "I healed your hand back then."

   "So what?" Ling Feng said while hiding his hands behind him. He was extremely frightened, especially frightened.

   "I want to get it back now." An Yan stepped forward and grabbed Ling Feng's right hand.

Ling Feng was so flustered that he desperately wanted to break free, so he simply waved his fist at An Yan's face, but Li Rongsen grabbed his left hand, folded him behind him, and said to An Yan, "Go back quickly. , lest he become lawless."

  An Yan just squeezed his wrist lightly, when he heard him screaming "Ah!~"

   "A big man, you're not afraid of being embarrassed to call so loudly?" Li Rongsen sneered at him in disdain.

And An Yan picked up a fruit knife on the ground, slashed the spot where Ling Feng had a scar with the tip of the knife, and said, "This is what you deserve, you can do whatever you want, just treat it as a Have a dream."

"No, no, no, I was wrong. Please let me go. I'll do whatever you say. I'll treat Rong Qian well. I'll marry her immediately, and marry her. I'll never change my mind in this life." Ling Feng is already afraid, he doesn't want to lose everything, he has just started to have a good life, he doesn't want to lose it so soon.

   No matter how long the original scar is, the current wound is as long. An Yan won't want an inch more. She finally shook off his hand and said, "Just do it yourself, and slowly return to the original position to wake up."

   At this moment, the doorbell rang again.

When Li Rongsen went to open the door, it was Shan Shuluo who stepped in. She rushed to Ling Feng's side immediately and was shocked to see him covering his wrist with blood dripping from it. She looked at An Yan again and said, "You guys What does that mean and why do you want to hurt him?"

"His right hand has been lost, and he is still hooking up with other women behind your back. Do you still want to marry him?" An Yan asked the woman, and added, "I think when he was dating you, he was still around him. He has a girlfriend who has lived with him for many years, you know?"

"I know that it was the woman who was stalking him and had to be with him. I deeply sympathize with that. They don't love each other anymore. Why are they stalking and refusing to let him go? We really love each other." Shan Shuluo was plausible.

  An Yan originally thought that this woman was ignorant, but she knew everything, so she could just do it herself.

  Li Rongsen said: "His hand has been abolished, and the position of president may not last long."

"It can be cured if you lose your hand. I don't believe that it can't be cured, and I will sue you. It won't make your life easier." Shan Shuluo helped Lingfeng get up, went to the door, and said to him, "We will find the best doctor to treat the hand, and it will definitely recover."

  Lingfeng didn't say anything, just went to the car with her.

  Li Rongsen looked at the backs of them leaving, and said to An Yan, "This man is indeed capable, and any woman can be coaxed around."

   "We're not in a hurry. Next is Rong Qian's business. We'll get everything we can ask for back first." An Yan sneered, thinking that he would never recover.

   (end of this chapter)