Zhan Wuque's eyes were clear from beginning to end.

Linglong could feel that Zhan Wuque had never had any bad thoughts about her.

Therefore, following Zhan Wuque is definitely a great opportunity for her in her life.

But soon, Linglong's eyes began to turn red.

"President Qian, you may have misunderstood. I don't have any ideas about Miss Linglong, so let's just forget it."

Zhan Wuque shook his head and refused.

He still has important things, so he has no energy to distract himself from taking care of someone else.

He didn't know how to arrange the three inns yet, but he actually wanted another one.

Zhan Wuque didn't even think about it and flatly refused.

"Young Master, please be fine and accept Linglong. Linglong can do any job," Linglong knelt on the ground with a "thump" sound, tears flowing down the corners of her eyes.

"If you refuse, Linglong will be given to others and be humiliated. The only thing waiting for Linglong is to die!"

Linglong's face was sad and full of sadness.

Zhan Wuque looked at Qian Pengfei, frowned slightly and asked, "President Qian, what Linglong said is true?"

Qian Pengfei looked a little embarrassed, "Ah...this..."

After hesitating for a while, he sighed, "Brother Dugu, I don't hide it from you. This is the rule set by my father. I have adopted orphans from all over the place, men are trained to become dead soldiers, and women are carefully trained and used as bargaining chips to win people's hearts. I have no choice."

"Yes, young master, President Qian has also worked hard for this over the years. He has mentioned it to the head of the family at least dozens of times, but every time he died without any illness." The middle-aged appraiser next to him said.

"Indeed," Old Bai sighed, "The head of the family is used to being strong, and it's useless to say it, no one can persuade him."

"Please save me!"

Linglong kept kowtowing.

After a few strokes, her smooth forehead was already purple.

"Forget it, you can follow me in the future."

Zhan Wuque finally accepted Linglong.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Linglong is in her prime. It would be a pity if she died like this.

After leaving here, let her leave on her own.

Zhan Wuque thought so.

At this moment, a cold voice came over.

"Boy, grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time. Is it comfortable to be a turtle with his head tucked?"

Zhan Wuque looked up and saw the man making a sound at a glance.
Chapter completed!