TO MY DEAR MR. HUO(Book 2)

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Chapter 823:that woman might get angry

The place Ling Jing went to was not the Ling family’s residence. It was a villa under his name.

The tall living room was spacious and beautiful. The stifling feeling of staying in that small apartment for the past few days was gone.

That Damn Woman, why didn’t he go back and see what would happen to her? She might get angry if she couldn’t find him?

Thinking of this, he felt much better. But this comfort didn’t last long.

Gu Xiu and a few of his men brought Shen Jing into the room. The moment he saw Shen Jing, Ling Jing’s expression changed.

Shen Jing had played a big part in him getting injured that day. Shen Jing had been with him for three years. He had been doing some unimportant work.

Later, when he found out about Shen Jing’s ability, Ling Jing made an exception and promoted him. Shen Jing had means and schemes. When he did things, he had a ruthlessness and drive that did not lose out to him.

Ling Jing was very satisfied with him. He even joked that his name was Jing, and his name was Jing. It sounded very similar.

But this subordinate, whom he thought highly of, actually gave him a knife when he was attacked.

When the knife was swung at him, Ling Jing didn’t have time to react. Facing the betrayal of someone he trusted, this kind of feeling wasn’t very good.

Shen Jing looked quite miserable at this moment. He hurt Ling Jing, so how could ling Jing’s subordinates let him have a good time?

Everyone giving him a punch was enough to make him suffer. During this period of time, Shen Jing didn’t have a good time.

At this moment, his face was covered with injuries and blood stains. His hair was messy, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was tied up and brought over, kneeling in front of Ling Jing.

Ling Jing sat on the sofa, his posture relaxed. However, the moment Shen Jing knelt down, he raised his foot and kicked him without thinking.

That kick hit Shen Jing’s chest, and Shen Jing’s body flew out. His lower back hit the coffee table behind him, and he fell to the side.

Ling Jing stood up. With his face full of ruthlessness, how could he still look like a scoundrel in front of Su Peizhen?

He raised his foot and stepped on Shen Jing’s chest. His eyes were malicious. “Tell me, who ordered you?”

Shen Jing was almost kicked by Ling Jing until he vomited blood. Now he had some difficulty breathing and couldn’t breathe.

He raised his head and looked at Ling Jing. He suddenly smiled. “I won’t say it. You should give up.”

Ling Jing was not surprised. He exerted more strength with the tip of his foot, and his expression changed when he saw Shen Jing. His voice was very cold.

“When you came to my side, you once told me that you were an orphan, so you were not afraid of death.”

Shen Jing did not speak, but he looked at Ling Jing with his facial features almost twisted.

“In the past three years, I knew that you were indeed not afraid of death. So there were many things that I trusted you to do.”

Shen Jing’s face turned pale, and he was in so much pain that his eyes were about to close.

But at this moment, Ling Jing raised his foot and exerted force. Shen Jing clearly heard the sound of his ribs breaking.

“You are indeed not afraid of death, and I believe that you will not say it. However, tell me, if I bring Shen lefu in front of me, is she afraid of Death?”