The deadlock arose. Neither Kong Ximing nor Leng Zhaoyu expected that such a result would be.

Especially Leng Zhaoyu, in his opinion, if the intermediary cannot be said to him, it will not have much impact. At most, Xiang Wan's polite rejection is Xiang Wan.

However, who could have expected that there would be a rejection, but how could that attitude be related to tactfulness? This is simply a war with yourself head-on!

Leng Zhaoyu encountered such a state for the first time. Although he was experienced, he was still confused for a moment.

How should he solve the problem if the other party doesn’t play according to the routine?

Xiangwan knew that his words had met his expectations, and Leng Zhaoyu was afraid that he would be incompatible with them from now on. But so what! She is not alone, she also has Leng Changlin, her elder sister, second brother, Lin Yan, and Ke Wenjun who have always supported her.

No matter how powerful the power is, she will never be afraid!

Leng Changlin Duan would not let himself compromise on his own initiative, and he had an expression from beginning to end. Xiang Wan never thought about breaking this deadlock. Why should he wait until the end of the matter sooner or later?

So, in the end, Leng Zhaoyu was still the first to speak.

"Haha, Miss Xiang has a good temper!" Leng Zhaoyu's smile had changed. He looked at Xiang Wan and snorted silently, but turned his head to Leng Changlin, "Chang Lin, you really spoil your little girlfriend!"

"What, envy?" Leng Changlin answered, "Since he is envious, then hurry up and find one."

Leng Zhaoyu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I think it's a pity that I dare not slackew on the heavy responsibility. Besides, if I find that person and that person has the same temper as Miss Xiang, then I can't stand it!"

This is considered sour or not, but it is also like a joke. When it comes to outsiders, they will only extract one meaning in the end. That is, Leng Changlin is too doting too late, so that this woman has begun to indulge in her spoiledness and what she does is no longer optimistic about.

How could Xiangwan not hear the meaning and sourness of this, but she didn't care and didn't want to argue. As long as Leng Changlin stood by his side, she would be happy no matter when.

Leng Changlin is the same, but he will not let his women suffer easily, especially in the duel with Leng Zhaoyu.

If you can't even protect your own women, then how can you fight with these people!

Leng Changlin glanced at Leng Zhaoyu, stretched out his hand and hugged Xiangwan tightly in his arms, and said in a very domineering manner: "I spoil her temper, so Brother Zhaoyu should not be too sour when talking about Xiangwan in the future. If you really can't help but want to spray it, then please go find a woman yourself!"

"You!" Even if Leng Zhaoyu could tolerate it, it would be enough to be told by Leng Changlin.

The muscles on the cheeks began to tremble, and the palms closed unconsciously. Leng Zhaoyu's self-control that even he admired was almost collapsed at this moment.

And just as he was about to be unable to help but speak coldly, Uncle Jiang walked over at the right time.

"Ah, both of Mr. Leng are here, haha, just happened to be, Mr. Zhaoyu, Miss Bai just came out of the old man's study, and she was about to find you!" Uncle Jiang said to Leng Zhaoyu, and after that, he turned his head to Xiang Wan and said, "Miss Xiangwan, I'm sorry to ask you to wait for so long. You can come with me now! The old man is waiting for you!"
Chapter completed!