Chapter 1190: Changing Face, Means
The position where Ling Fei was standing was very hidden, and the angle of view was also very good, Ling Qingya couldn't see her, but Ling Fei could clearly see Ling Qingya's expression.
"Ling Fei, you also have today!"
Ling Qingya was proud, raising her chin and proudly looking at Ling Fei's photo on the tombstone, and there was even more schadenfreude in Dese's eyes.
"You killed my child, so that I can't be with Chu Luo, even Lord Yama can't look at it, and take you away, you are retribution! Hehe, look at you now, what are you fighting with me? I'm alive and well, I'm having a great day, and you're nothing! ”
"Everyone else envies you for having an excellent husband, and they don't want to think that you are just an orphan, so an excellent man is also something you can bear? Now that you are dead, he will soon like other women, and he will never remember you again, I am Ling Xiangnan's only niece now, and you are not in Ling's business, and it is mine! Tsk, short-lived ghosts are also worthy of competing with me for the Ling clan! ”
Because of the feeling in his heart, he felt that he had finally raised his eyebrows, and Ling Qingya, who was about to come to the extreme, did not control the volume, and when he said this, his voice clearly entered Ling Fei's ears.
Ling Fei's apricot eyes narrowed slightly.
His eyes stared sharply at Ling Qingya's hateful face.
She killed her child?
Stinky and shameless woman!
It's enough to be able to say things that turn black and white upside down like this! That face really made people look at it more and more unpleasantly, if it weren't for the fact that it was really inappropriate to show up at this time, Ling Fei really wanted to rush out and slap her a few times.
Look at how she still gets stuck.
After taking a few deep breaths, Ling Fei suppressed the impulse in her heart and took out her phone to look at the time on her phone.
Ling Xiangnan is coming to the cemetery.
Ling Fei felt that since Ling Qingya was thinking about the Ling family's property and came to the cemetery early in the morning, she must not just come to see her, scolding at a photo and a stone would be over, and there must be something else.
Curling the corners of her lips coldly, Ling Fei waited to see what trick Ling Qingya wanted to play, and actually brought two bouquets of flowers to put in front of the tomb.
Want Ling?
With her, Ling Fei is in her, don't think about it! If she dares to play three abusive tricks, she Ling Fei doesn't mind taking her with her when she sees Hades.
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"Fei Fei, why did you go like this! What happened last time, I was sorry for you, I always wanted to apologize to you, I blamed me for liking Chu Luo too much, so I was confused and did something wrong, I didn't expect that I hadn't seen you for two months, and you actually ...... Let me say I'm sorry to you in person, I didn't have a chance to say sorry to you, I saw the second uncle two days ago, and the second uncle is a lot older......"
When Ling Xiangnan and Zhou Lan came up from the bottom of the mountain, they saw Ling Qingya in a white dress standing in front of the tomb and muttering sadly. While talking, he wiped his tears.
Ling Fei sneered.
I admired Ling Qingya a little, she changed her face faster than she changed the sky, just now she was arrogant and extremely embarrassed, but now she is making this hypocritical appearance.
If she hadn't seen what kind of person she was, she would have cried in front of the grave like this, and even she would have to believe it.
Ling Xiangnan's face did not change, he still walked towards the tomb unhurriedly, until he was about to approach Ling Qingya's side, stepped on a branch, and made a clattering sound, Ling Qingya turned around and saw Ling Xiangnan, she pretended to be very surprised.
"Uncle."
Ling Xiangnan didn't speak, nor did he look at her, he bent down slightly, put down the two bouquets of flowers he was holding in his hand, one in front of Ling Fei's clothed mound, and the other in front of his wife's grave.
Before getting up, he stretched out his hand and wiped the photo on the tombstone very gently, and Ling Qingya, who was ignored, did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face.