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Chapter 0075: Give you one hundred million, leave my daughter

Zhao Qitian felt that the man in white Tang suit in front of him had a strong aura, especially his eyes, which were calm but gave people an inexplicable fear. Maybe this was the aura!

But even if his aura is strong, we can't just give in in front of him, right? So Zhao Qitian looked at him without any dodge in his eyes, nor did he show any fear or restraint.

Seeing that he should be Ling Yue's elder, Zhao Qitian still smiled politely and said straight to the point: "Yes, I am Zhao Qitian. Who are you? Why did you invite me here today?"

Zhao Qitian didn't think he would simply invite him over for a cup of tea, breakfast or something.

The man in a white Tang suit was obviously surprised by Zhao Qitian's neither humble nor arrogant expression. But soon, he smiled again, nodded and said: "He is indeed a promising young man. It seems that my daughter is quite discerning."

Okay, Zhao Qitian heard that this guy is really Ling Yue's father. But Zhao Qitian still agrees with his daughter's discernment.

"Then I'll call you Uncle Ling?"

Zhao Qitian laughed and said politely.

"No! You don't have to be so polite. My name is Ling Changyuan. You can call me by my name directly. We are all martial arts practitioners and we are all from different walks of life, so there is no need to talk about seniority."

Ling Changyuan directly and decisively rejected Zhao Qitian's polite remarks.

Uh...this is rather embarrassing.

Zhao Qitian smiled awkwardly, and even a fool could tell that he was decisively shutting himself out thousands of miles away and drawing some kind of boundary with himself.

"Mr. Zhao, I heard from Yueyue that you are also a master of Neijiaquan. Can you tell me where you come from? In my impression, there is no one with the surname Zhao in the side sect of Neijiaquan."

Ling Changyuan looked at Zhao Qitian with an appraising look and asked.

"Where do you come from?" Zhao Qitian raised his eyebrows. Is this trying to find out about his family background for his daughter? Zhao Qitian said that it was understandable. They, the rich and powerful, seemed to pay attention to what kind of match they were.

"If I tell him directly that I redeemed it with charm points from the system's exchange mall, will he suspect that there is something wrong with his brain?" Zhao Qitian smiled, made up a random one and said: "Well, I am actually an orphan. This

I bought the Neijiaquan at a bookstore for ten yuan, and then I slowly figured it out and practiced it casually."

Spend ten yuan to buy it in a bookstore, and then practice it casually by yourself? Isn't this a bit pretentious?

"Bought it in a bookstore? Did you think about it yourself?"

Obviously, when Ling Changyuan heard such an answer and his face was calm, he couldn't help showing a bit of surprise, and then he was very suspicious. There are indeed some martial arts secret books in the bookstore, but most of them are made up and can be practiced casually.

To be able to beat Duan Tiankun, who is very talented, does sound a bit exaggerated and is unbelievable.

"Are you really an orphan?" Ling Changyuan asked again.

"Of course, this can't be faked," Zhao Qitian shrugged and said with a smile.

Ling Changyuan nodded and then said with a serious face: "Mr. Zhao, I don't know how far you and our family have developed now, but you have also seen that we are not an ordinary family. I am not looking down on your life experience.

, but it is impossible for me to let my daughter be with you, so I invited you here today just to make it clear to you, please take the initiative to leave my daughter."

Ling Changyuan's tone was very flat when he said this, but Zhao Qitian could clearly hear some firmness in his flat words.

Well, all this was within Zhao Qitian's expectation. He really didn't expect that just being a temporary boyfriend for Ling Yue would actually alarm his father. But his father, Ling Changyuan, is quite well-educated. If it were anyone else.

, I'm afraid it's a threat when I come up.

Seeing how polite and cultivated Ling Changyuan was, Zhao Qitian also wanted to tell him directly that he was actually acting as Ling Yue's boyfriend.

But Zhao Qitian did not say it directly, because Zhao Qitian felt that it was necessary to correct his current mentality of being a father and meddling in arranging his daughter's relationship and marriage affairs without caring about his daughter's feelings.

Now that we are in a new and open society, there is no such thing as a fixed marriage or forced arranged marriage.

"Uncle Ling, I feel that the way you invited me here today is a bit abrupt. Have you ever been in love? Love is not something that can be decided by just one person. Even if I agree to leave Yueyue, Yueyue can't be alone."

If Yue doesn’t want to leave me, then there’s nothing I can do!”

"You said so much, but you still don't want to leave Yueyue?"

A hint of anger suddenly flashed in Ling Changyuan's eyes.

Zhao Qitian spread his hands helplessly, and then pretended to be serious and said: "If you tell me that you will end this relationship with me after Tong Yueyue, then I will never contact him again."

"If I tell him directly, then I don't need to come to you!"

When this matter was mentioned, Ling Changyuan was obviously a little angry. It seemed that he had talked to Ling Yue.

"I will give you 10 million. If you leave my daughter, you will disappear from him and she will not look for you. I believe 10 million is enough for you to stay in any city or go abroad."

Ling Changyuan looked at Zhao Qitian again, looking rich and powerful, feeling that money could settle everything.

"Uncle Ling, this is not about money..." Zhao Qitian clicked his tongue.

"Fifty million!" Ling Changyuan said with a serious look on his face again.

"Uncle Ling, there are some problems that money really can't solve." Zhao Qitian was a little helpless.

"One hundred million! That's the most! I believe one hundred million is enough to change your life." Ling Changyuan seemed to have released the final bottom line, saying with a solemn face.

Zhao Qitian laughed.

"Why are you laughing? Did you agree? Do you want a check or cash?" Ling Changyuan asked.

"No check or cash, have you ever thought about it, if I really accept your 100 million and give up this relationship with your daughter, your daughter will be emotionally betrayed, which will cause a lot of harm to her.

If the blow is serious, it will make her no longer believe in love. If she no longer believes in love these days..."

Zhao Qitian felt that it was really necessary to teach Ling Changyuan a good lesson.

But before Zhao Qitian could finish his words, Ling Changyuan got angry and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhao, I don't want to speak so harshly. I hope you won't eat the soft stuff, but insist on eating the hard stuff! Do you believe that I can take it easy?"

I will make you disappear forever in Longgang City, and you will not be able to get a dime!"

Uh... Looking at Ling Changyuan's somewhat angry expression at this time, Zhao Qitian raised his eyebrows.

To be honest, Zhao Qitian still doesn't want to have a grudge with Ling Changyuan or the entire Ling family. It's not that Zhao Qitian is afraid of their Ling family, but that Zhao Qitian feels that Ling Changyuan is quite a good person. He feels that this is for the good of his daughter. With this mentality, Zhao Qitian can still

Understood.

But if you are so soft? Wouldn’t it be too shameful?

"Uncle Ling," Zhao Qitian still called him politely, and then said with a gentle smile: "If you let me leave your daughter Yueyue, I feel that it is really necessary to get Yueyue's consent. As long as Yueyue agrees,

I will never have any contact with her again!"

"As for what you said about letting me disappear forever in Longgang City, I really don't believe it!"

Zhao Qitian is so arrogant. In Longgang City, Zhao Qitian has never been afraid of anyone.

"I don't believe it! Such an arrogant young man, he really doesn't know how high the sky is and how high it is!"

Ling Changyuan's patience seemed to be completely exhausted! His thick eyebrows stood up in anger!

"Don't say I'm bullying this junior. I'll give you a hand and teach you a lesson today! Then I'll give you three days to think about it!"

Chen Changyuan said angrily, then he put one hand on his back and stretched out the other hand to face Zhao Qitian.

"Give me a hand? Are you going to hit me?" Looking at Chen Changyuan's posture, Zhao Qitian frowned.

"Okay, let me see the authentic internal martial arts first, and then I can go home and think about my relationship with your daughter."

Zhao Qitian did not flinch, and directly assumed the authentic posture of Neijiaquan in front of Chen Changyuan, with one hand as a fist and the other as a palm.

It just so happened that Zhao Qitian wanted to see the power of authentic internal martial arts and get more practical experience, especially against masters, so that he could increase his practical experience.

"Humph, you are so young and frivolous! But I still quite like your character!"

Seeing that Zhao Qitian accepted the challenge without hesitation, Chen Changyuan expressed his praise for Zhao Qitian without reservation.
Chapter completed!
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