The Strongest Matrilocal Son-in-law

0Faang Yue hesitated for a moment and stared fiercely at his secretary, Mo Lan. "You're always so agitated that you almost killed me. Let me tell you, what you saw today, you had better pretend you didn't see anything. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died. "    0

    

Secretary Mo Lan was stunned and mumbled, "That person looked like the good-for-nothing son-in-law of Qin Family, Lin Xuan. I was just curious, why did he come to find you, could it be because of Qin Shishi, begging you to be her representative?"    

    

Unexpectedly, Faang Yue stopped and slapped Mo Lan's face with his crimson eyes. He glared at Mo Lan and yelled, "Are you deaf? "Shut up!"    

    

Then he left in anger.    

    

Mo Lan had an aggrieved expression on her face. She didn't know what had happened, but she still followed closely behind him.    

    

If it was before, Faang Yue would never have dared to show such disrespect to his secretary Mo Lan. Ever since Renfeng Pharmaceutical Factory was acquired by Lin Family International Bank, Faang Yue was like a completely different person.    

    

However, Mo Lan thought to herself, maybe after the Renfeng Pharmaceutical Factory changed, Faang Yue went from being a boss to a worker, so it was reasonable for him to lose his balance and become irritable.    

    

I just don't understand, that person is clearly the joke of Shen City, the doorknob trash of Qin Family. No matter how Faang Yue treated him, he is still incomparably respectful, just nodding and bowing.    

    

This was strange!    

    

At the main entrance of the Renzi Hall Building.    

    

Lin Xuan walked out and coincidentally bumped into Qin Yang, who came to talk about the agency.    

    

"F * ck, did laozi forget to look at the calendar when I went out? Or did I have bad luck for eight lifetimes? Why did I run into trash like you everywhere?"    

    

Qin Yang never let go of the opportunity to mock Lin Xuan. He fiercely stomped on him a few times and walked towards the direction Lin Xuan came from. He stopped Lin Xuan and cursed him while spittle flew all over his mouth.    

    

"What are you, a good-for-nothing, doing here? Although our Renfeng Pharmaceutical Factory has been purchased by the Lin Family International Bank, even if they lack a guard dog, it is not your turn to be a piece of trash. "    

    

Lin Xuan's sinister eyes shone with a cold light. He looked at Qin Yang and said word by word, "Qin Yang, good dogs don't block the way. If you don't want to die, get out of my way!"    

    

"Who the fuck are you calling a dog? Are you courting death!? " Qin Yang raised his fist, grabbed Lin Xuan's shirt at his chest and shoved him hard.    

    

Originally, according to the rhythm of Qin Yang oppressing Lin Xuan, this push from him was enough to push Lin Xuan until he staggered and fell to the ground.    

    

However, something strange happened today. He pushed Lin Xuan away with all his might but was pushed back by a powerful force. Lin Xuan stood there motionlessly.    

    

The look in his eyes was enough to kill, as if his figure had suddenly become tall and imposing, as if he had become a sacred existence that could not be violated.    

    

"Yo, f * cking compete, you dead trash. Today, I will beat you until all your teeth fall out." Qin Yang was used to bullying Lin Xuan. He thought Lin Xuan was easy to bully. He rolled up his sleeves and jumped up. Clenching his fists, he threw a punch towards Lin Xuan's face.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Qin Yang screamed miserably like a pig being butchered, but he didn't see the situation clearly at all. His body flew out in the air, and like an arrow leaving the bowstring, he tumbled down the stone steps at the Renzi Hall entrance.    

    

He wanted to struggle up, but "Hu", a punching bag sized fist hit an inch away from Qin Yang's face. The wind from the punch was like a hurricane, shocking Qin Yang to the point that he couldn't open his eyes.    

    

"Hu!"    

    

Another powerful punch hit the ground, the marble floor. As Lin Xuan moved his fist away, 'kacha', a small crack appeared on the marble floor before it turned into powder …