Chapter 873

Dao Ling couldn't move his upper body. His legs were flexible and his waist was also very strong. His legs swept towards Yun Xiangxiang.

A cold light flashed in Song Mian's eyes, and he lifted his foot and kicked it like lightning. When Dao Ling's instep was less than a centimeter away from Yun Xiangxiang's face, Yun Xiangxiang heard the sound of bones breaking.

I saw Song Mian kicking Dao Ling's knee. The hand holding Yun Xiangxiang's waist finally moved, and he hit Dao Ling's waist and eyes with his palm. Dao Ling was so big that he flew horizontally go out.

Several tall men came up to catch it, but they were all knocked down by Yu Jin, and they became Dao Ling's flesh pads.

Withdrawing his hand, Song Mian glanced at the watch on his wrist: "There are still two minutes."

In other words, it took only one minute for Song Mian to subdue Dao Ling.

Afterwards, he never dared to step forward again. Dao Ling beat all the invincible hands of the Nine Gates, and after extremely cruel training, he became the heir of the Nine Gates. He was so easily beaten by Song Mian that he couldn't stand up.

Everyone looked at Song Mian with fear, Song Mian occasionally turned his eyes inadvertently and glanced at someone, and that person would always tremble in fright.

Suddenly, Song Mian's eyes fell on a young boy who was cleanly dressed and a bit thin: "You."

The boy was so frightened that his knees gave way, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Song Mian looked at Yun Xiangxiang helplessly and innocently: "Am I scary?"

Yun Xiangxiang: ...

Please don't ask me this question in such a gentle tone.

This will make me forget how ruthless and cruel you were just now.

"To me, you are not scary at all." Yun Xiangxiang could only answer in this way, "To them, you are equal to the devil."

Song Mian sighed inaudibly: "I don't want to, I talk to them nicely, and they insist on forcing me to do it."

The appearance of being forced to destroy the image and reveal a ferocious side is really unflattering.

Song Mian's voice was very low, and he said to the boy with weak legs, "Go make a cup of rose tea."

"Oh oh oh." The young brain directly accepted the instruction, not daring to resist in the slightest, and climbed two steps forward, seeming to distance itself from Song Mian before standing up and quickly running behind the console.

Song Mian leaned back: "There are still thirty seconds..."

After about a while, there was the screeching sound of a car braking suddenly outside, and soon a gray-haired man in a Tang suit with a walking stick trotted in, took a look at the situation outside, and his face tightened.

"Master Song."

The person who came was the head of the Nine Gates, Dao Ling's father, Dao Meng.

Although Dao Meng is old, he should be in his sixties, but his steps are still very steady, and his voice is also very calm, with a kind of almost humble respect towards Song Mian.

Judging by his attitude, he is the one who has figured out Song Mian's bottom line.

"Boss Dao." Song Mian called out.

The boss sounded different from Yun Xiangxiang's calling Mu Long.

Mu Long's boss is known because he is the biggest of the Mu family's peers.

The name Dao Boss is because he is the boss of the entire Nine Gates.

"Master Song." The knife responded sharply.

"If you have too many sons, it will inevitably lead to disaster." Song Mian was sitting, and stood with Dao Meng bowed. Even if his tone was flat, this preaching posture was clear at a glance.

"Master Song means..." Dao Meng glanced uncertainly at his most valued son, Dao Ling.

"Of course it's not this." Song Mian reminded, "Yun Xiangxiang is my Song Mian's fiancée, the mistress of the Song family."

Dao Meng's heart trembled, and he quickly winked at his capable subordinates who came with him.

Just at this time, the boy brought over the brewed rose tea.

Dao Meng saw the pale-faced young man from a distance, walked over in person, and brought over the tea, which he saw was for a girl, and respectfully handed it to Yun Xiangxiang: "Miss Yun, please drink tea."

"Thank you." Yun Xiangxiang still remained polite.

Yun Xiangxiang was really thirsty after moving his hands just now.

"Be careful, the rose tea here is not bad. The roses are grown by themselves, and every rose that can be sent here is carefully selected." Song Mian said softly to Yun Xiangxiang.

Dao Meng quickly echoed: "If Miss Yun likes roses, you can go to our garden for a stroll. Not only does rose tea taste good here, but rose desserts are also excellent. I'll ask the kitchen to make some, and ask Miss Yun to show her face. "

"No need, we don't have much time." Song Mian refused for Yun Xiangxiang.

"Then another day, I will personally invite Miss Yun to taste it." Dao Meng put his posture extremely low.

"Mr. Dao is polite." Yun Xiangxiang responded politely.

Soon Dao Meng's subordinate found out the matter. His face was ashen, and he bowed to Song Mian and clasped his fists: "Mr. Song, I know everything. I will deal with it according to the family rules. I can guarantee that no one will dare to deal with it here in the future." Find trouble with any of Miss Yun's relatives."

Yun Xiangxiang, who was about to drink tea, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard the last sentence.

There was a warm temperature coming from the teacup in her hand, and her fingers connected to her heart, spreading from her fingertips to Yun Xiangxiang's heart, making her heart feel as if it was enveloped in a greenhouse, warm and moving.

Song Mian brought her here in person to make a fuss here, to get it over with once and for all, and he didn't want anyone to harm her close relatives in the future.

This solved the problem from the root, and at the same time, Yun Xiangxiang had no worries.

"Mr. Dao, I don't want to interfere with other matters." Yun Xiangxiang said after a moment of silence, "As for the gambling debts owed by my little uncle, I hope you can directly sue the court for compensation."

"This..." Dao Meng never thought that Yun Xiangxiang would make such a request.

He looked at Song Mian with some uncertainty, and asked Song Mian for his opinion. He didn't want to be settled by Qiuhou.

"It doesn't take much, let him sit in prison for a year or two." Yun Xiangxiang looked indifferent.

She is not repaying Su Chengcai, but Su Chengcai will not get rid of this bad habit if he does not suffer a little bit. This time Song Mian came forward to solve it. He didn't take it seriously, and made it worse.

She also knew that once she went to jail, it would have a certain impact on Su Chengcai's only son.

After all, there is a father who is in prison, and it is not easy for the child to be recognized by others.

But this is all Su Chengcai's fault. She doesn't want Su Chengcai to cause more terrible things next time and implicate Su Xiuling.

"Miss Yun, in fact, I will give orders. In the future, Su Chengcai will never be able to get in touch with the side door." Dao Meng advised.

Yun Xiangxiang shook his head slightly: "You can't straighten him out from the root, he can't touch him here, he can go to other places. And he is my mother's younger brother, which is an unchangeable fact."

Dao Meng nodded after deliberating: "I understand Miss Yun's meaning."

"I have another request. I hope you can handle this matter beautifully. I'm going to get engaged soon. I don't want him to ruin my good business." Yun Xiangxiang ordered.

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