My Gorgeous Wife

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Yang Ling went to see Xiao Bingqing for the first time the next morning. In the past mornings, he got into Xiao Bingqing's attic early and could always see some springtime, or he could find a chance to be intimate with Xiao Bingqing for a while. This is Yang Ling's most enjoyable moment.

But today is different. After he came in, he found that the attic was empty.

"Auntie?" For an instant, Yang Ling felt an unprecedented panic in her heart. He subconsciously felt that Xiao Bingqing was not getting up to wash. He hurried to the makeup, and immediately saw a note on the makeup.

On the note is Xiao Bing's graceful handwriting.

"Xiao Ling, the teacher called, the auntie needs to go back. She will come back immediately after finishing the work, don't hang up!"

Yang Ling's face turned green, even though she knew that the aunt was fine. Although I know that my aunt will come back, but I won't see my aunt for a while. How can he endure this lovesickness.

Auntie is mysterious and kind in Yang Ling's memory. When he was young, the family was extremely strict with him. Auntie only appears occasionally, her teacher is very mysterious. My aunt hurts herself every time, and she takes a bath with herself at night.

At that time, he saw a female body for the first time, and he was full of curiosity and yearning. She also fumbled for the big white rabbit of Auntie. Auntie slapped his hand with a smile, saying that the little guy, this can't be touched.

Later, he fell in love with his aunt. My aunt will always treat him best.

He ignores those worldly taboos, everything is bullshit, he only needs to be with his aunt.

Over the years, he has cleansed himself up, and has never scorned other women, just for the aunt.

Not to mention these, Yang Ling carefully packed the note. His mood this morning was extremely bad.

Subsequently, Yang Ling left the attic. He asked the housekeeper of the Yang family's residence to clean up the attic and not to damage the layout of the facade.

After doing all this, Yang Ling began to care about Chen Yang's affairs. In his heart, Chen Yang is a nasty fly. The aunt is his most important existence.

Yang Ling was eating breakfast in the study, and he learned that Chen Yang was still being held in the detention room of the Southern District Police Station. Later, he asked his subordinates to pay close attention to and manage all relationships in Binhai, so that Chen Yang must be sent to jail.

It was also at this time that an unexpected phone call came in.

When Yang Ling saw the phone number, he was slightly startled, and then he became serious. Because the call was made by the retired director of the Municipal Public Security Department Hua Tianlong.

Although the old man Hua Tianlong has retired, there are many students in the city and he is very respected and respected. What's more, Mr. Hua himself is an upright person who has a reputation in the city and even in the province.

Yang Ling naturally didn't dare to offend Mr. Hua.

He pondered for a moment and then connected the phone.

"Is it Mr. Yang?" Father Hua said with a hearty smile.

Yang Ling immediately said respectfully: "Master Hua, you are too polite, you just call me Xiao Yang."

Father Hua naturally wouldn't call Xiao Yang carelessly. He chuckled and said, "Mr. Yang, take the liberty to call you today, I hope you don't blame it!"

Yang Ling said: "Where is it. The younger generation should go to visit you early. It is the honor of the younger generation to call the younger generation."

Mr. Hua said, "Mr. Yang, you are too humble." He paused, and then said: "I set up a table in the Watson Hotel at noon. I want to invite Mr. Yang to dinner. I don’t know Mr. Yang. Can't show a face."

Yang Ling suddenly stunned, and he immediately understood what was going on.

It must have been Foshan Wu Wanghuo Tianzong who found Father Hua and came to see himself through his relationship.

At this moment, Yang Ling certainly couldn't refuse Mr. Hua. He pondered for a moment, and said, "Master, I will definitely be at Watson Hotel at noon. But the premise is that I must pay for this table. Otherwise I dare not come!"

Father Hua laughed and said, "Well, I will listen to Mr. Yang."

Yang Ling said again: "Also, old man, just call me Xiao Yang, and then call me Manager Yang, I don't think I dare to breathe."

"Hahaha..." Father Hua laughed.

Then the two hung up the phone.

The humble color on Yang Ling's face immediately disappeared, and a gloomy color and anger flashed in his eyes.

At noon, in the private room on the second floor of Watson Hotel.

Old man Hua, Huo Tianzong, and two martial arts veterans are all there.

The two seniors are both master-level figures in Foshan, one is Ye Tianye, the other is Zhao Dagang and Zhao.

Together, these four people are more than two hundred years old.

Old man Hua is dressed in a Tang suit. Although he does not know martial arts, he has an elegant temperament. There is also a kind of official power.

Huo Tianzong seems to be in his fifties, but in fact he is already in his seventies. He was wearing a white training suit, his hair was short, and his roots stood in anger.

Huo Tianzong's eyes were introverted and restrained, and his every move was so elegant that he was an absolute master.

As for Ye Tian and Zhao Dagang, they are both extremely masters of Neijiaquan.

The four of them were drinking tea in front of the coffee table, and Huo Tianzong said sincerely to Father Hua: "Brother Hua, thanks to you this time."

Father Hua took a sip of the teacup. He smiled slightly and said, "You are polite, it's just a matter of effort. But today, Mr. Yang will not agree to reveal it, and I can't guarantee it."

Huo Tianzong said: "If you can meet Mr. Yang, the old man is already a great help to us. As for the other things, naturally I don't dare to bother him anymore."

He and Mr. Hua are just general friends. This time I was able to get in touch with Father Hua, and it was also a great relationship.

Father Hua smiled slightly, and said no more.

Not long after, footsteps came outside.

Huo Tianzong's eyes dazzled, and he immediately knew that Yang Ling was here. The moment the door opened, Huo Tianzong and the others stood up, including Mr. Hua.

Although Yang Ling is a junior, but his reputation is not small, and his skill is also extraordinary. So naturally everyone can't underestimate him.

At the gate, Yang Ling in white came in. He came alone, with a delicate gift box in his hand.

This guy, with his picturesque clothes, was so delicate that he was unreal. Even a man would feel a little flustered when he saw him. This is also the reason why Xiao Bingqing's arrogant woman fell for him.

As soon as Yang Ling came in, the old man Chaohua strode to the meteor. He said with enthusiasm and enthusiasm: "Old man, the younger generation is late." After he finished speaking, he said deeply, this guy is really too polite.

Mr. Hua who was doing it was a bit embarrassed. Father Hua said hurriedly: "No, no, no. Xiao Yang, you are too polite." Yang Ling smiled slightly, and he looked at Huo Tianzong and the others, holding his fist and saying, "Master Huo, Master Zhao, Master Ye, how are you? ."

This is an authentic fist holding ceremony.

Yang Ling gave a big gift to Old Man Hua, which was a gift for the younger generation. Holding a fist to Huo Tianzong and others is the etiquette met by people in the martial arts circle. He did everything very thoughtfully, and he didn't leak.

Huo Tianzong and others also clasped their fists and said, "Master Yang!"

In martial arts, Yang Ling is absolutely qualified to be on an equal footing with Huo Tianzong.

So there is no such thing as a junior. After exchanging greetings with each other, Mr. Hua said, "Everyone, sit down."

Yang Ling handed over the gift box and said, "Master, I know you like tea. This tea is the top Dahongpao planted on the top of Lingyun Peak. The so-called top of rock tea is the most lonely. It is this kind of tea. The younger generation does not understand the tea ceremony, and drinking it is a waste. It would be better to give you a person who understands tea."

Father Hua couldn't help being stunned. He had no other hobbies in his life, but he was very paranoid about tea.

At this time, Yang Ling was really ganged up.

Old man Hua couldn't help trembling slightly. He smiled reluctantly after a long while and said: "I am ashamed of such a precious gift, the old man, I cannot ask for it, I cannot ask for it."

Yang Ling immediately said: "Those who understand tea, this thing is valuable. The younger generation doesn't understand tea, this thing is ordinary in my eyes, if you insist on not, then I will take it apart here, everyone. Just drink it."

"This can't be soaked." Old man Hua said anxiously, "That's a violent thing! This kind of tea should be bathed in incense, and after you concentrate on it, you can taste it again. Only then can you taste it."

Yang Ling smiled slightly, and said, "Then it seems that this tea can only be valued in your hands, the master. Then please accept it."

The old man Hua struggled for a moment, but finally did not resist the temptation of this tea, and said: "Mr. Yang, you have a heart, but I am disrespectful of that old man."

Yang Ling smiled slightly.

Huo Tianzong and the three people on the side saw all this in their eyes, and their hearts had sunk to the bottom.

Huo Tianzong couldn't help but admire Yang Ling's young age, but he acted scorchingly. He sent this bag of tea to his best, so Father Hua would naturally not be able to say more about this matter.

After all, this group of myself and Old Man Hua are just general friends. Father Hua was able to introduce it, which was quite interesting.

From this point of view, Yang Ling also didn't want to reconcile. If he wanted to reconcile, he didn't have to do these homework at all.

"Master, let's take a seat." Yang Ling said again.

Father Hua said repeatedly: "Good, good, good!"

A crowd of people took part in the banquet, and the food and drinks came quickly.

Naturally, it was inevitable that there would be a staggering arrangement. Yang Ling speaks and does things, and toasts, all of which are not leaking, leaving people speechless.

But Huo Tianzong had to mention it. He stood up and said, "Master Yang, I respect you for this glass of wine."

Yang Ling also stood up and said, "I should be the one who respects Master Huo."

Huo Tianzong smiled faintly, then drank it. After he finished drinking, his face flushed.

Yang Ling also drank it.

These wines are all high-ranking Jian Nanchun, and a few people can be regarded as drinking.

Huo Tianzong said: "Master Yang, what I mean by coming today must be clear to you. I hope that the matter between you and Chen Yang can be reduced to major issues and minor issues. Everyone is a member of the martial arts world. Not suitable for knots. Master Yang, are you right?"