Chapter 130

Old man?

Cang Ling looked at the old man in front of her and quickly went over it in her mind.

The only person who can use this posture to inform her of going to the meeting is her prospective father-in-law Mou Zhengting.

"I'm alone?" Cangling asked him.

Zhou Fu replied with a smile, "the old man didn't say he could take other people."

"Does Mu Yu know?" Cang Ling continued to ask.

"It doesn't matter whether the second young master knows." Zhou Fu raised his eyes, and there was a warning in his smiling eyes. "It's just tea. Miss Cang doesn't have to be nervous."

That means Mu Yu doesn't know, and they don't want her to know.

“OK。” Cang Ling shrugged, "the first time we meet, I always want to prepare some gifts for the old man. After I get off work, please come to pick me up."

"It should be." Zhou Fu smiles and bends over to Cangling. Then, a group of people get on the car orderly. As soon as the door is closed, they leave quickly.

The smile on Cangling's face gradually faded away. She stared at the far back of the car and raised her left hand.

Under her sleeve, the red scar still existed all the time, and the sense of dying that she was about to lose too much blood spread to her mind again. Cang Ling took out her mobile phone with a slight hook on the corner of her mouth.

"Little orange, you should not be in the company by now..."

……

It's afternoon. It's time to get off work.

Cang Ling was sitting in the design room. The pliers in her hand were wringing a delicate ring. The gems on it were shining under the light.

"Xiaoling." Su Xiaocheng looked at her anxiously, "do you really want to see Mu Yu's father?"

Su Xiaocheng watched Cangling finish all this with a mask and gloves, and did not dare to get close.

"What are you afraid of?" Cang Ling smiles. She puts the ring on her finger and reaches out to appreciate it.

"Well, my craft is getting better and better." In her spare time, she always likes to stir up some strange things, making rings and jewelry by herself.

"The old man doesn't like you very much. Last time I almost..." Su Xiaocheng wants to talk but stops.

"Don't worry." Cang Ling got up and said, "I will come back safely."

Su Xiaocheng gives her the tea and gifts she has already prepared. Cangling goes out of the flourishing age. Sure enough, the lengthened Lincoln has arrived at the door.

Cang Ling takes out her mobile phone. There is no movement there. She takes a deep breath and gets on the bus.

"Miss Cang really prepared a present." Zhou Fu looked at the gift box in Cangling's hand, with some disdain in his eyes.

Sure enough, she is a girl from a small family. How can Mou Zhengting get into her eyes?

Cang Ling laughs cleverly, "the old man thinks highly of me so much, still send you to come to pick up personally, I always have to show a little bit."

Zhou Fu didn't reply. The car drove smoothly and soon arrived at Mo's manor.

Cang Ling followed Zhou Fu and made a detour all the way. Finally, she arrived at the door of the teahouse.

Several security guards and servants stood at the door, and Zhou Fu stopped.

"Miss Cang, you may have to check your belongings before you go in. Do you mind?" Zhou Fu said, making a look at the women.

"If I say I don't mind, can you not check it?" Cang Ling didn't refuse. She raised her arms and let several women touch her whole body. At last, she searched out the black clip and key on her head.

"Offended." Zhou Fu was staring at the things on the plate with no expression on his face.

"The old man is afraid of death." Cang Ling suddenly spoke.

Zhou Fu's face changed a little. "Even if you see such a weak woman as me, you have to search so clearly. Did you do something bad? There are too many enemies, so you are afraid of being assassinated?"

"Miss Cang." Zhou Fu's tone was a little higher, "be careful."

Cang Ling smiles and doesn't speak any more.

Into the tea room, inside the seat, Mou Zhengting and Mo Mo father and daughter have been sitting in the position.

Seeing her, the three people's eyes had their own characteristics. Cang Ling lowered her head, turned her eyes, and when she raised her eyes again, her calm look had been replaced by a kind of fear.

"Good chairman, good uncle Mo, good Miss Mo." Cang Ling bowed to the three of them very politely.

Mo Yuanping's eyes flashed a trace of contempt, "I thought it was a brilliant woman, now it seems, but so."

Cang Ling did not reply, but bent lower.

"Don't be stiff, that is, if you are invited to tea, don't treat us as outsiders." Mou Zhengting didn't show up. He looked at Cangling's face carefully.

Cang Ling followed orders, approached them and handed them the prepared gifts. "This is a gift for the two elders. I think you like tea. This is the new Longjing this year."

Mo Mo couldn't get used to Cang Ling's low brow and sneered."What to wear? Where's the Kung Fu you usually do in front of me? "

Cang Ling raised her head and found that Mo Mo's neck was wrapped with gauze, and there were some blood stains on it.

Is she really hurt?

"I don't dare to accept your gift either. I asked you to come today just to ask you if you caused my daughter's injury?" Mo Yuanping asked her.

Cang Ling stepped forward. She stared at Mo Mo's face for a few seconds and looked into Mo Mo's evil eyes.

"No. "Cang Ling replied.

"No?" Mo Mo sneered, "so many people see you holding me, do you still want to sophistry? Do you want to bring out the witness? "

Cang Ling, a little white rabbit, was startled. He quickly stepped back, "Miss Mo, I know it's wrong for me to hold you, but I was just trying to save my friend for a moment."

Her tears suddenly gushed out. She glanced at Mou Zhengting and looked into Mo Mo's eyes, with some cowardice. "And you also said that there were witnesses, security guards and your assistants around you at that time. With my physique, how could I hurt you? If it was really hurt, how could you let me go safely?"

"You Mo Mo didn't think of this. "You are sophistry."

What the hell is Cang Ling doing? If she is a little tough, she can still follow her words and put all the responsibility on her. Now, she looks like a soft bunny, but it's like she bullied her.

"Chairman, uncle Mo, it's urgent to be in power. At that time, director Taylor's violence in front of everyone was unreasonable, no matter what the reason was. I know that Miss Mo has a good personal relationship with director Taylor, and it's not easy to make a move. So I took some extreme measures. This is also for the sake of Miss Mo's reputation, which is a reputation of indulging in crime and lax governance. "

"So you hurt me, or are you right?" Mo Mo is short of breath.

She deliberately hurt herself and cried in front of Mou Zhengting, in exchange for the result that he was so angry that he wanted to punish Cangling. But when she said this, she wanted to stay out of the trouble?

"Uncle Mou." Mo Mo saw Mou Zhengting's face even more and more calm, and quickly threw the topic to him, "I told you earlier that this glib, confused black and white, where am I her opponent?"

"Brother Zhengting." Mo Yuanping also said, "Mo Mo grew up with you. She and Mu Yu have been married since childhood. Now, Mu Yu has made such a trouble, and she is bullied by an outsider. Look..."

Mou Zhengting's eyes were sharp. He took up the tea cup and stared at Cangling.

Cang Ling swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously.

Although she hinted to herself many times not to be afraid, she was still a little afraid in the face of the high wall pressure.

This is the person who almost killed her. No matter how high the psychological quality Rao has, he can't stand the look that he wants to cut her to pieces.

"In that case, thank you for your death." Mou Zhengting spoke faintly.