1541 Wedding

Ling Motian was like an elegant cheetah. He stood up from the sofa and walked to Ling Hui. His fingers pinched her chin, but in the next second, Ling Hui waved him away.

Ling Motian's expression darkened. "Ling Hui, I'll discuss it with you properly. Don't be so shameless. Sell the company to me and I'll give you a good price. If not, you can wait for the company to go bankrupt and be bought over at a low price!" With that said, his handsome face approached Ling Hui and his lips curled up into a venomous smile. "Or do you want these photos to be exposed on the internet? The ex-princess who was raped. Tsk tsk. People will look at her differently even when she's walking on the streets!"