Chapter 7 The Beginning of Revenge

Ling Jue gave him a sinister smile, as if to say, "You want to touch me too."

"Xiao Jue, tell auntie, why is this house on fire?" Mu Xueling, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked at Ling Jue tenderly and asked.

Ling Jue's eyes were light, and he said leisurely, "How do I know, I just came back."

When Ling Zhensheng heard this, his face turned cold, "Where did you go?! The high school entrance examination is going to be next week, and you're still running around!"

"I went to a reunion with my classmates, let alone, if I was at home, I might have been burned to ashes." When Ling Jue said this, he looked at Ling Xiao's brother, Ling Sheng.

Her memory showed that she was going to the party tonight because Ling Sheng asked him to go, saying it was to communicate with her classmates.

Ling Jue's Ling family was already being bullied, so they dared not speak out, so they had to go.

She still doesn't believe that the three big guys today have nothing to do with Ling Sheng.

Ling Sheng looked indifferent, as if he didn't see Ling Jue's gaze.

The corner of Ling Jue's mouth twitched, this Ling Sheng is a formidable character.

"Okay! Stop making noise! ​​You'll know what's going on once the fire is extinguished." Mu Xueling took a deep look at Ling Jue, feeling that he was different.

That weak boy dares to speak like this now.

Looking at the burned house, Ling Zhensheng felt a little angry, "Many of my plans and documents are still in the study."

Especially the antiques he has collected for so many years must be destroyed now.

His famous paintings were all reduced to ashes.

Ling Jue stood leisurely, watching the house that had her humiliation burned to the ground, feeling secretly refreshed.

The flames were printed on the faces of several people, and everyone had different expressions.

Both Mu Xueling and Ling Zhensheng held back their anger, while Ling Ying and Ling Xiao both gritted their teeth.

Ling Sheng, the whole person is gloomy, looks a little perverted.

Ling Jue had a faint smile on his face, looking at all this cynically, as if he was an outsider.

The fire raged for more than two hours, but fortunately there were no forests or residents around, otherwise innocent people would have been harmed.

Walking into this dilapidated villa, Ling Zhensheng quickly ran into the study without caring about anything else.

The cabinet containing the antique collection has fallen to the ground at this moment, and many blue and white porcelain bottles are broken on the ground.

There was still unburned paper on his desk, but it was soaked with water, and the writing on it was blurred.

Mu Xueling walked in, saw him in a state of despair, felt a little distressed, "Zhensheng, it's good that people are fine, don't care about these external things, let's go out, this place may collapse—"

"What do you know?!" Ling Zhensheng yelled at her, looking at the incomplete things on the ground, he hurried over and moved the burnt dark cabinet away, his precious Jade Buddha was still inside!
"Zhensheng, we don't want them anymore, okay? As long as people are still there, these things will still be there."

Seeing his eyes getting scarlet red, Mu Xueling felt even more distressed, she hugged his hand, but he slammed it away.

"Get out!" Ling Zhensheng pushed open the cabinet and turned over the things underneath. His hands were dripping with blood from scratches by the porcelain, but he continued to pick as if he felt no pain.

Mu Xueling was pushed away, and her hand was cut by the porcelain all over the floor, but she still rushed over, hugged her tightly, and said, "Zhensheng! Zhensheng! Let's stop, okay? Don't!"

Ling Zhensheng was still crazy, neither of them noticed the person standing at the door.

Ling Jue raised a smile, this is just the beginning!
(End of this chapter)

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