The old man raised his hand and wanted to slap him directly.

It would be useless to say more. His arm was frozen in the air. Ling Shaocheng did not compromise, so he certainly wouldn't.

If he is really in a hurry, he plans to let Ling Nuanqing disappear.

"Don't worry, I'll send her a coffin to you and send it back to you at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

The old man left this sentence and left with his sleeves.

Uncle Feng did not catch up immediately. When he bent down, he looked urgent and hurriedly advised, "Mr. Ling, you agree first. It is important to save her life."

His lips were pursed tightly, and his face turned paler in the dark and strong night. Uncle Feng followed quickly, lowering his voice and trying to persuade him.

Ming Yue picked up the umbrella and returned to Ling Shaocheng and squatted down, "Mr. Ling..."

"Do you think I should agree?"

"I'm asking someone to look for it, maybe I'll find the lady right away."

Ling Shaocheng stared at a place blankly, "What if I marry someone else, what will she do?"

"It really doesn't work. You agree first. Can you still get divorced after getting married, right?"

Ling Shaocheng's lips trembled. I don't know if it was because of the cold or something, but the threads on each of his facial features were so tight.

"I don't want to."

"I know you don't want to."

Ling Shaocheng was stubborn and got into a dead end. "She has been running away for five years. You know how I got through these five years."

"I know."

"I want to marry her, I thought about it a long time ago, I don't want to marry anyone else."

Ming Yue took out the phone and asked someone to send thick clothes and blankets over. He took off his coat first and put it on Ling Shaocheng's shoulder. "This is just a delaying strategy. When the lady comes back, don't tell her, force the lady Xi to get the divorce certificate."

They have some means, and they are not afraid that the Xi family will not agree.

"Since grandpa has thought of this method, he will definitely let Nuannuan know."

Mingyue paused, "Then let me speak to the lady and explain it clearly, she will understand."

"No." Ling Shaocheng looked at others and felt disgusted. He thought that he would sit with Xi Yu tomorrow to take photos, and he couldn't stand it if he wanted to get a certificate.

"You have seen what I married Ni Lei and hurt Nuannuan too."

"But this time is different from that time. Besides... it's all over."

"I can't get over it," Ling Shaocheng murmured to himself, "She refuses to forgive me, and has never refused."

The old man is so kind and never knows his mercy.

He was standing in front of the window on the second floor at this time, looking at the kneeling figure below the building, "Who do you think of these ones?"

When he was promiscuous, he couldn't even control himself, but when he was dedicated and affectionate, he didn't even have room to intervene.

"It's better not to fall in love with others. I'll save myself a little more of my worries."

"But Mr. Ling is different from others. That girl has been with him for so long, and he is half his life. You force him like this..."

"He treats her as half a life, where is her?"

The old man raised his hand and knocked heavily on the window, "You are all scolding me now, right? You said I am unkind and want to force him to death, right?"

"No one said that to you."

"Think about it again when he was lying on the operating bed and almost came to rescue him." The old man said the pain, his chest was tugging. He patted heavily in front of him with his hands, "That's the child I have worked hard to pull, and I have never been beaten or scolded by outsiders since I was a child, but he had a knife in his chest at that time. I'm afraid of it now. Why do you feel sorry for Ling Nuanqing? Do you really have to die if the boss is dead?"

Uncle Feng didn't dare to say anything again when he heard this.

The winter in Songcheng is so cold that it makes people feel cold. When the rain falls on your body, it seems that it will immediately turn into ice.

The old man got up in the middle of the night, didn't turn on the lights, and came to the window in the dark to take a look.

Ling Shaocheng didn't leave, so he was so mean to torture him, the old man.

He sat on the edge of the bed in his coat, thinking of his son who died in vain.

What should he do if his grandson can't get through this level?

Ling Shaocheng has been calling Ling Nuanqing but it cannot be reached.

His lips were so cold that his fingers were shaking, and his phone was trembling several times and he was about to fall down.

Mingyue held the umbrella and couldn't hold on anymore.

If anyone is consuming, he will be more ruthless than who is more willing to sacrifice himself and can win this battle.

In the second half of the night, the rain stopped. Ling Shaocheng asked Ming Yue beside him, "What should I do?"

Ming Yue was fighting, "What did you... say?"

"I still can't compete with my grandfather."

There is no good answer to this question, so Ming Yue dared not speak casually.

"Can I just marry someone else?"

If he actually received a coffin, he would die.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but his Nuannuan suffers so much, why don't she let her live well?

There are also Yanyan and Lingling, a beautiful and cute person who will pester him and call him dad, asking him to buy this and that, saying that this is what his dad owes her, and she wants to buy all the toys before she is five years old.

Another one is a little arrogant, but when encountering danger, he will curl his lips and say, Ling Shaocheng is my father.

Ling Shaocheng was reluctant to let them go, and he was even more reluctant to let them not have a mother.

In the early morning, the old man came down from the upper floor.

He looked tired and did not rest all night.

"How are you thinking?"

Ling Shaocheng had his last strength and did not compromise easily.

The old man reminded him of the time. "It's six in the morning now, and you still have the last three hours to consider."

Ling Shaocheng was already so cold that he was covered in blankets and thick clothes, but it was useless. His clothes were soaked.

His breathing was hot and seeing the shadows appear, the old man returned to the house and continued to leave him outside.

Ling Nuanqing woke up early and couldn't sleep after changing to a strange environment.

She wanted to call Fan Xiaozhu, but she couldn't get through.

She got up to wash and there was a buffet breakfast under the bed and breakfast, which was more convenient and simple. She picked up some and passed by the service desk and saw a landline on it.

Ling Nuanqing walked over a few steps. "Can I make a call?"

"Yes, you can fight."

Ling Nuanqing picked up the microphone and wanted to report to Fan Xiaozhu that he was safe, but before he knew it, he dialed Ling Shaocheng's mobile phone number.

When he heard the ringtone, his hands were already frozen, and the sound repeatedly reached Ling Shaocheng's ears. He saw that it was a strange number.

Ling Shaocheng doesn't want to let go of any phone call now, even if it is a harassing call.

His fingers slid down the screen, but he didn't respond. There might be some problem with water.

Ling Nuanqing waited for a while, and Ling Shaocheng urgently scratched the keys with his fingers, but the phone could not be received and he hung up quickly.

Ling Nuanqing thought that he might have not gotten up yet, so she hung up the microphone.

"Thanks."

She turned around and walked out for two steps, but the landline rang. Ling Nuanqing turned her head and picked up the microphone and put it in her ear.

"Hey." Ling Shaocheng's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Chapter completed!