Lin Jue focused his attention again, not to mention Lin Ao, Lin Jue was very concerned about this matter!

[We've been looking for my sister for the past five years, and we haven't been able to find it for five years, have you just poured your anger on Lin Ao? ] Besides, Lin Ao wants to find his mother, and there is nothing wrong with him, there is no child in the world who doesn't want to be a mother! ]

[Ye Qian! ]

Lin Yeqian's low roar carried a warning in his eyes.

In the next second, the door of the room was closed, and no matter how carefully Lin Jue searched for the voice, he couldn't hear the conversation between his father and uncle.

Lin Jue changed his slippers, but sat on the floor silently with his head down, not knowing what was going on in his little head.

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Late at night, there are few cars passing on the wide road.

Lin Ao walked aimlessly on the street, and the late-night wind hung through the clothes he had not worn much, and he shivered all over his body.

The mood was very low but his face was still indifferent and expressionless, and the slap mark on his face was not so obvious, obviously, his father Lin Yechen did not work very hard, but it still made Lin Ao feel very painful.

He had never quarreled with Lin Yechen like this, and he didn't know what happened tonight, and his mood was a little uncontrollable.

Feeling very aggrieved in his heart, Lin Ao was still stubborn and didn't let the tears fall, he only admitted that the boy bled without tears.

The sad Lin Ao didn't notice the red light at the intersection, and subconsciously continued to walk.

Not far from the road, a dark luxury business car drove by, and with the help of the fleeting dim street lamp, you could see the tall man in the back seat of the car, handsome and evil, calm and quiet.

[Emperor Shao, this time the little master won the first place in the Chinese Chunlei Cup piano, and will soon be able to participate in the finals of the international piano competition. ]

Leng Zhao drove the car with a proud expression on his face. Beitang Xing, but the outstanding young master of Black Swan Castle, not only has he not disappointed Beitang Yaori in his studies, but his piano is also proud.

Beitang Yaori looked down in the back seat to browse through the Chinese pieces, and from his delicate and calm facial features, it was not difficult to see a hint of relief: [There is a Hollywood cake shop at the intersection in front, he likes to eat strawberry cakes, buy one and take it home.] ]

[Yes.] ]

Leng Zhao raised his eyes to look at Emperor Shao in the rearview mirror and nodded. When he shifted his gaze back to the front, Leng Zhao's face immediately became nervous!

In front of the headlights, a little boy seemed to be running a red light without noticing, and their car was close at hand!

[Didi-]

[squeak————————!! ]

The piercing and sharp sound of sudden braking pierces the quiet sky!

Leng Zhao has always been confident in his driving skills, however, his face was very stiff and embarrassed at this time!

The sedan at high speed, no matter how good the braking performance is, will fly out of a distance due to inertia, and the little boy's body is almost crushed by the car and disappears to the bottom.

At the crossroads, Leng Zhao stopped the car, and Di Shao was driven by the sudden inertia behind him, frowning slightly.

[What's going on?] ]

[Emperor Shao, there was a little boy at the intersection just now......] Leng Zhao looked around at the situation outside the car, and had a very bad premonition: [It seems that our car ran over him.] ]

[…… Go down and take a look. ]

[Yes!] ]