Chapter 765 - The Story of Ling and Heng (1/2)

Grandfather Li’s face kept changing, from purple to white, and he clutched his cane in anger.

It seemed that he would hit Li Nanheng to death with his cane if he dared to say another word.

Marry the old clothes of a dead person?

Bullshit!

“Come on! Feng Mingzhu has already come downstairs. Even if you have no plans to marry her, you should meet with her anyway! ”

“I’m not going to meet, talk to, or marry her” This was Nanheng’s final response to his arranged marriage with Feng Mingzhu.

As long as he had made a decision, even the grandfathers of the Li family couldn’t make him change his mind. Listening to his callous words, Grandfather Li knew that he was definitely not going to marry the eldest daughter of the Feng family.

However, his marriage with the daughter of the Feng family was a matter of urgency. Now the influence of the Feng family had reached the political arena and the Li family’s deadly opponent was eyeing them covetously. If their opponent established an alliance with the Feng family via marriage, that was definitely a threat to them. Although the Li family was as powerful as the sun at high noon now, the situation would drastically change if their deadly opponents established an alliance with the Feng family.

“Are you sure you don’t want to marry Feng Mingzhu?” Grandfather Li narrowed his eyes coldly and looked at him seriously.

Li Nanheng said indifferently. “Yes.”

“Okay, very good. Remember what you said just now. You’ve got to marry the daughter of the Feng family. Even if you’ll have to marry the old clothes of a dead person, you must marry a daughter of the Feng Family!” Grandfather Li turned angrily and walked out with a cane, slamming the door shut heavily.

Nanheng didn’t care. He yawned and lay on the bed casually. Then he picked up his cell phone and glanced at the short message of the bank transfer.

The man raised the corners of his lips, sighed, and threw the phone aside.

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Time flew. A year and a half passed quickly.

Life at XI Base continued.

In the past two years, Feng Ling had grown at least seven or eight centimeters taller. Although she still seemed short among a group of men in the base, a girl of one meter six five tall was really not short, let alone that she was still young.

Early in the morning, Feng Ling heard the signal of morning exercise, got up to change clothes, and was preparing to train. Suddenly, she remembered that Han Jin assigned her and K a task. Today, she and K were leaving the base to demolish the mines in a jungle in Los Angeles.

Feng Ling thought about it and got up as usual. K came over and knocked on her door very early. Feng Ling was already dressed when he entered her room. Although this energetic boy had received intensive training in the base for a year and a half, his skin was still so fair. K wondered if Feng Ling had used some strong sunscreen during the special training in the past two years. Otherwise, why hadn’t this lad gotten a tan after so long?

Besides that Feng Ling had grown a bit and had more strength than when he first arrived, he didn’t seem to have changed much.