Chapter Twenty-Four: How Terrible He Is

Jiang Xufeng was waiting in the car, and when he saw Ling Banxia coming downstairs, he rang the bell.

Ling Banxia got into the car, Jiang Xufeng started the engine and drove away.

"Banxia-" Mo Jiu chased after him, and the voice resounded in the air for a long time.

He wanted to get up and pour a glass of water, but found that the door of Ling Banxia's room was open. When I walked in, I was almost scared to death, and the whole bed was empty.

He hurriedly grabbed a coat and put it on, and chased him out of the house.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw her get into Jiang Xufeng's car, and Mo Jiu's whole heart was about to jump out!

What Jiang Xufeng has done, he knows it very well!

In the car, Ling Banxia sat in the back seat and said to Jiang Xufeng, "I'm sorry, Uncle Jiang, I disturbed you sleeping." But only this point Mo Jiu will not find out. ”

"Mo Jiu? That kid? ”

"Hmm." Ling Banxia asked rhetorically, "Uncle, you seem to hate him very much?" Uncle Jiang had always called him "that kid", with contempt and disdain, and Ling Banxia could certainly hear Uncle Jiang's dissatisfaction with Mo Jiu.

"It's not hate, it's anger and hate! For the stinky boy who took away his precious daughter, every father will be angry and hateful! Looking at Ling Banxia from the rearview mirror, Jiang Xufeng's smile was still loving, "Uncle treats you as a daughter, of course he doesn't like that kid!" ”

Ling Banxia smiled, and a warm current flowed through his heart, this uncle did take better care of himself than his so-called biological father.

In Ling Qichen's class, the class committee members counted the results.

"Children, the results are out, and it's ...... that has been canceled," the class leader hesitated for a while before saying, "It's Tan Qiuming's poetry recitation." ”

As soon as he heard this, Tan Qiuming immediately bounced up from the stool and yelled at the class committee members on the podium: "Cancel my show? Is there any mistake? ”

The squad leader said apologetically, "That's right! Several of our class committees calculated it together. ”

Tan Qiuming shouted to the class: "My performance is one of the programs of the literary festival every time, and you cancel mine?" Crazy, right? ”

"The students are tired of listening to you read poetry on it!" A classmate said bluntly.

"I'm tired of watching my show, this kid makes you feel fresh, right? Good! Don't regret it! Without my show, you just have to wait to be selected for this excellent class. Tan Qiuming kicked away the stool and left the classroom in a huff.

"Cut ......" A classmate glanced at Tan Qiuming, he had already seen that he was unhappy, this guy always looked pretentious, I really don't know where he got his confidence.

"Mr. Tan."

When school was over, Ling Qichen stopped Tan Qiuming in front of him and said, "I'm really sorry, I don't know if it can't be more than seven ......."

If he had known that there was a limit to the number of programs, he would not have signed up.

But in Tan Qiuming's opinion, this is showing off with him.

"I advise you, don't be so complacent! I don't know how to cry when the time comes! He said a cruel word, turned and left.

Ling Qichen walked out of the school gate, and Fang Yachun saw his son at a glance and called him.

"Mom, why are you here?" Ling Qichen walked over and asked puzzled.

"I got off work early today, and I happened to pass by your school, so I came with you. Come on. ”

"Hmm." Ling Qichen agreed and got into the car.

Jiang Xufeng took Ling Banxia to the agreed place, Ling Banxia didn't know too many places here, this was Dai Lunding. It is a gorgeous western restaurant, the interior is beautifully furnished, and the brilliant lighting makes the interior look like daytime.

Darren sat in a position in the middle, with no one around him, and the door was full of bodyguards.

This environment couldn't help but make Ling Banxia's heart furious, if this old man wanted to do something to herself, she wouldn't even have a chance to run.

Ling Banxia straightened out her thoughts, she was thinking nonsense again, speaking of which, this is still inherited from her mother.

"Please be seated." Dylan said that the attitude is very kind.

"Thank you." Ling Banxia sat across from him.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"No, I just finished a cup of coffee."

Ling Banxia refused with a smile.

Although the old man in front of him looked so kind and kind, Ling Banxia still felt uncomfortable, especially remembering the scene when Mo Jiu was beaten by him at that time.

Darren smiled meaningfully and said, "Geoffrey worked so hard to make you develop a good routine, why did you break it like this?" ”

"I came to you for him." Ling Banxia said bluntly.

In fact, she also knew that she didn't need to say more at all, this old man must have guessed it.

"What? Want me to let him go? ”

Dai Lun had indeed thought that this girl was here to intercede for Mo Jiu. And I knew that there would be this day for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so soon!

Ling Banxia nodded, "However, I want to ask you something first. ”

"Whatever you want to ask, just ask." Dylan put the coffee cup back on the coaster.

"Will you tell me anything I want to ask?"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to meet you."

"You're not just his teacher, aren't you?"

Dai Lun smiled even more: "The little girl is very smart. That's right, he's a kid I raised. I guess I can be his grandfather. ”

He took another sip of coffee, and Ling Banxia quietly continued to listen to Daren and say:

"This poor child, at the age of five, was framed by his closest people, and then kicked out of the house by his biological parents. The year I found him, he was nine years old, and I brought him to the United States and have been training him, and so on for ten years. ”

After making sure that Grandpa Daren had stopped, Ling Banxia asked, "Then how did he come here between the ages of five and nine?" ”

Daren paused here and asked more: "This paragraph, do you really want to know?" ”

"Is there anything wrong?" Ling Banxia was nervous by him. Is there anything special about this story?

"On the third day after he was evicted, he was found by the welfare home and lived there for more than a year," Dylan said. ...... when I was six years old."

At this point in his words, there was a sudden commotion at the door:

"Get out of the way!"

This was Mo Jiu's voice, and Ling Banxia turned around to see that he was fighting with two bodyguards at the gate.

"Let him in." Darren gave the order, and the bodyguard instantly got out of the way.

Mo Jiu strode towards Ling Banxia, and when he came to her side, he grabbed her arm and pulled her up, his face full of anger: "What are you looking for him for?" ”

"I ......" Before Ling Banxia could say anything, Dai Lun spoke,

"You yourself are so stubborn, you refuse to bow your head to me, and you don't allow this little girl to come and intercede for you?" He sat in his chair and spoke in a light tone.

Mo Jiu's teeth itched with hatred, but Ling Banxia said in a low voice:

"Grandpa Daeron, I think it's common for parents and children to have conflicts, and I believe that you must care about him and don't really want to hurt him. Right? Ling Banxia had already guessed that they were family members who had lived together, but they had confirmed it first, and then played the emotional card, which would make her more confident.

"Come with me!" Mo Jiu grabbed Ling Banxia's arm and dragged her away.

Along the way, that cold-faced Yama reappeared, looking at Mo Jiu's face from the rearview mirror, Ling Banxia never dared to talk to him.

After arriving at home, as soon as he entered the door, Mo Jiu broke out:

"Are you crazy? Why did you go with Jiang Xufeng in the middle of the night? Do you know what kind of person that guy is? Do you know how terrible he is? ”

"You ......" Ling Banxia was frightened by him, her voice trembling slightly with her body, "Do you already know Uncle Jiang?" ”

"I didn't say I knew him! But I know that the beast once forcibly had sex with a woman! Mo Jiu's emotions were somewhat controlled, but his voice became very cold and hateful.

Ling Banxia seemed to have been struck by a thunderbolt.

"That'...... You, how do you know? ”

"How do I know?" Mo Jiu suddenly laughed in a trance, and his thoughts drifted away, "That year, I was nine years old, and I wanted to stop it, but I was a child, and I couldn't beat him as an adult, and he knocked him out of the door, but the screams and begging for mercy of the women inside will never be forgotten in my life." ”

Ling Banxia's mouth was opened into a small round hole, a nine-year-old child, he had encountered such a thing, it would cause him a lot of deep psychological shadows.

"I banged and kicked the door desperately, trying to rush in and save people! But it didn't work! I, I can't do anything......"

In the past ten years, Mo Jiu has been riddled with nightmares every night. That scene often appeared in his dreams, the woman's screams, begging for mercy, and Jiang Xufeng's hideous face like a devil......

"Yes, I'm sorry...... I don't know......" Ling Banxia's voice trembled even more, and he let him recall this dark memory, I'm really sorry.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have a good enough attitude." Mo Jiu sighed and apologized ashamedly.

Ling Banxia smiled and shook her head, she wouldn't blame him, she knew that he cared about herself.

"Also, don't be so naΓ―ve to think that Teacher Dylan will let me go! That old guy is a devil! He looked at Ling Banxia, who was already sluggish, smiled lightly, and said, "Don't think that I will owe money and not pay it back now that I don't have a job, I will definitely pay you back." ”

Ling Banxia lowered his eyes and didn't look at him again, just said, "Go to sleep." ”

She turned and walked back into her room.

In fact, she really wanted to tell him that the money should not be repaid so early!

Half past six is the time for the two to meet for a morning run.

They chose a path in a park near the community to run around the park.

Ling Banxia's physical strength was not good, and when Mo Jiu saw that she was tired and wanted to stop, he reached out and pulled her.

With him in front, Ling Banxia would grit his teeth and hold on.

"Hey, Mom."

Fang Yachun checked the time difference between China and the United States, and waited until half past seven in the evening, and Ling Banxia called at half past seven in the morning, so as not to make a noise to her daughter sleeping too early.

"Daughter, how are you doing?" After learning from Jiang Xufeng that Banxia had moved out of the boy's house, Fang Yachun was a lot more relieved.

Ling Banxia thought about another thing, "Mom, tell me, what kind of person is that Uncle Jiang Xufeng?" ”