Chapter Ninety-Eight: Quarrel
() This tone......
This attitude ......
Do you want to refill his gas?
Ning Zhichen's face was dark, and he squeezed out between his teeth, "I'll send someone to send you." ”
Ling Yao wanted to refuse, but Ling Qingchen shook his head, "Okay, I can't walk after eating too much." ”
Ning Zhichen felt the aura in his body scurrying around.
For a while, I couldn't figure out the villain's routine.
"Mom has called a taxi, and she is already waiting downstairs, so don't bother Uncle Ning."
Uncle??
She actually asked her daughter to call the person who was not related by blood, and called his father uncle?
Ning Zhichen suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, as if he hadn't heard what the woman said.
Wuzi took out his mobile phone and ordered in a deep voice.
Ling Yao couldn't stop it.
After the meal, the man sent them downstairs without a beak.
I watched them get into Tong Yao's car and close the door.
Open the door of the passenger seat.
In Ling Yao's stunned gaze, he calmly closed his eyes and recuperated.
"This is today's newspaper."
Under the nose, the rich smell of paper and ink comes to the nose.
It was Ling Yao's most hated taste.
She frowned, and just as she was about to say no, the black, bold and eye-catching title in front of her eyes flashed into her eyes.
The new heir of the Hao Group, suspected to be married.
A seven-inch photo is attached below.
Chenchen is still young, and she is covered with mosaics, and her facial features are clearly reflected in everyone's eyes.
Around the photo, densely reduced fonts, she read ten lines at a glance.
After reading it, her eyes were dark.
The fingers that clenched the newspaper turned white.
"You know how powerful the online media is, if you can't guarantee Chenchen's safety, then I ......"
Ling Yao's cold voice suddenly interrupted him, "No, thank you Mr. Ning for your kindness." ”
In the front seat, Tong Yao saw that the boss's face instantly sank to the bottom of the pot, and his cheekbones protruded.
There was a chill in his eyes.
Cautiously glanced at the mirror.
The woman in the back seat couldn't see any emotion clearly, except that her face was a little cold.
Ling Qingchen didn't know why, and was complacent about being in the newspaper, "Mom! ”
Ling Yao wiped away the cold glint from her eyes, lowered her eyes, and stroked the top of her hair with a gentle gaze.
"Chenchen, mom has hired a private tutor for you, and in the near future, stay at home obediently, okay?"
Ling Qingchen's clear eyes swept the newspaper and nodded obediently.
"Mom, it's okay."
Ling Yao felt an iron claw, forcibly broke her mouth open, and plunged a silver needle glowing with cold light into her throat.
She spoke with difficulty, her voice hoarse, "It's okay, you're still young, you know, where there's light, there's darkness, and so do people." ”
She didn't want Chenchen to come into contact with these too early, she saw too much, understood too much, and the more things she overwhelmed her heart.
"Mom just wants you to be a happy little princess."
Ling Qingchen's fair face was smiling brightly, and even his eyes narrowed into a slit.
Turning his head, he looked out the window gloomily.
There is a voice in my heart, but I don't want to be a princess.
In Tianshui Bay, Ling Yao took Ling Qingchen's little hand, stood on the side of the cold black car, and bowed to the people in the car.
turned around and walked into the small courtyard without looking back.
The decoration here is similar to the front yard of Shanshui Manor.
In the yard, there are books, all planted with flowers, and green grass everywhere.
His gaze fell on the swing under the vines not far away.
I still remember that her favorite thing is swinging.
There is also a rattan chair at home, which is exclusive to her.
After she left, that position became his exclusive use.
Every night and night, he sat in the middle of the wicker chair, holding the pillow she often held, and carved her face in his mind.
"Buy the houses around and send some more people over to make sure the two of them are safe."
Tong Yao was stunned, "There are people living here......"
"If you can't even handle this little thing, get out."
With a calm and waveless voice, Tong Yao was silent.
Since the last time he gave himself two days off, his temperament has changed dramatically.
He couldn't even see through him.
"Okay, Mr. Ning."
"It's arranged tonight."
Tonight?
Ning Zhichen didn't hear his response, and asked coldly, "Got a problem?" ”
His voice didn't fluctuate much, but it inexplicably gave him the feeling that he would be frozen at any moment.
Tong Yao nodded, "No problem." ”
"Drive."
Through the tip of Ning Zhichen's nose, he took a deep look at the house.
Back home, Ling Yao took out the charger.
Just charged a little bit and barely able to turn on.
Before I clicked on WeChat to see what was wrong with the company, the calls came one after another.
It's an unfamiliar number.
She stretched out her hand and hung up without hesitation.
Then another unfamiliar number came in.
Repeating this a dozen times exhausted her patience.
"Chenchen, help mom bring the phone in the living room."
Ling Yao shouted outside the door.
After a while, Ling Qingchen came in with her mobile phone.
"Mom, you can use mine."
She knew that this was Hao Chenrui's last gift to her.
Ling Yao's gaze fell fixedly on Chenchen's hand.
He sighed, slowly exhaled again, closed his eyes,
"Did Hao Chenrui call you?"
Children are extremely sensitive to the emotions of adults.
noticed that she was even called Baba's name this time, and the speed was extremely fast.
It seems extremely reluctant.
Ling Qingchen was puzzled and shook his head, "No." ”
As soon as she finished asking, the mobile phone in Chenchen's hand rang as if she had a spirit.
She raised her eyebrows and held up her mobile phone for Ling Yao to see, "It's Baba's phone." ”
She stretched out her hand, "Baba just called me, but my phone is turned off, Baba may be looking for me, can I answer your phone?" ”
Ling Qingchen handed it to her without hesitation, stepped on the bench happily, and put it on her shoulder.
Pain Ling Yao listened to the phone together.
"I'm Ling Yao."
She deliberately soothed her tone, because the child was in her ears.
But the people on the other side still heard her coldness and stiffness.
There was a moment of stasis before he said in a deep voice, his voice full of apologies.
"Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I drank last night."
Her face was expressionless, and Hao Chenrui knew that last night's actions might be extremely subtle for her to forgive.
"I just found out about today's newspaper headlines, sorry for the trouble caused you."
Last night, he was so enveloped in mourning and silence that he forgot to deal with the venue.
It will be learned as soon as possible that Ling Yao's mother and daughter are in the newspaper.
"It's okay, if you really feel guilty, start today, principle us."
In the earpiece, there was the sound of a man's heavy breathing, which seemed to suppress something.
Ling Yao heard it clearly, and he finished the last sentence to her in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry about the newspaper, I'm going to pay attention to you when I travel recently, and I will let someone protect you secretly." ”
Ling Yao wanted to say no, but the other party obviously didn't give her any chance.
"Chenchen, you may not be able to accept what I say next, but in order to avoid mistakes, you have to digest what I said as soon as possible."
Ling Qingchen looked at his phone lonely, and said that he would go out with his family today, but ......
She raised her little face, and on her fair face, the black grape-like eyes, and a lonely look came into her eyes.
It seemed to have a premonition of what she was going to say next.
Ling Qingchen sat on a stool, his legs dangling.
Look at the well-versed carpet below.
"Mom, I know what you're going to say." ”
"Actually, I know everything, here, I don't understand."
She knows that her early morning has been a hundred clever and wise since she was a child.
"I don't like it here, Mom, let's get out of here, okay?"
Ling Yao lowered her head, her deep gaze locked on her lowered head.
At some point, she curled up in her chair.
The small stool supported her petite body.
Like an abandoned kitten.
She felt a great touch in her heart, and something seemed to break in her eyes.
She did all these things herself, and now she asked her daughter to carry them for her.
Ling Yao was remorseful.
She began to reflect on herself, and her warm, dry clapping hands grasped her small hand.
Ling Qingchen was a little dodgy.
The almost imperceptible movement stung her heart.
Ling Yao endured the discomfort in Yue Hun mouth, lowered her eyes, and her eyes were sore and uncomfortable.
She raised her hand and hugged Chenchen's petite and soft body.
"Chenchen, Baba will have his own home and children in the future, and these will have nothing to do with us."
Ling Qingchen raised his head suddenly, his eyes flickered, and his voice was almost a little sharp, "It doesn't matter, if it weren't for you, you would have to divorce Baba and snub Baba, how could Baba leave us?" ”
Growing up, she had never spoken to her in such a sharp, mean voice.
Ling Yao was stunned, and for a while, she couldn't tell whether she was more sad or angry in her heart.
"I started a family with Hao Chenruiba, just to give you a complete home, and my mother doesn't like Hao Chenruiba."
Emotional matters, barely come.
Ling Qingchen shook his head, "Could it be that for me, you don't want to?" ”
The two were silent.
Ling Yao wanted to say, if it weren't for you, how could she start a family with someone she didn't love?
"Mom, you've taught me since I was a kid not to be selfish, but what about you adults? Selfish, do you care too much? Did you ask me for my opinion when you got married?
Did you ask me when you got divorced?
If you want to return to China for development, I'm afraid that even you will leave me behind, follow you all day long, and stick to you.
But later, you told me that Ning Zhichen, the person who never appeared in front of me, was my biological father.
How do you make me accept it?
Why are you so selfish?
I don't want to forgive you, I don't want it. ”
Her almost roaring voice, like thunder and lightning, cut through the wounds in her heart.
Then, the fresh flesh around him turned black and charred, emitting black smoke.
She took out the already embarrassed grass in her heart, which was barren at the moment, and the ground was black and scorched.
Ling Qingchen pushed her away, and she fell to the ground with her strength.
Obviously she didn't have much strength, but she couldn't stand up.
In the mist, Chenchen's figure faded away.
She hurriedly grabbed the edge of the table, and the moment she got up, she felt that it was pitch black in front of her.
Ignoring the left and right, she hurriedly chased out.
The hem of the garment was crushed under the table leg at some point.
She jerked forward, her clothes torn apart, and with a sharp movement, the things on the table smashed.
The cosmetics fell to the ground, and the tailor's scissors on the table smashed on the bottles.
Bounced up and landed on the instep of her foot.
The sharp blade of the scissors slashed across her instep.
Bloodstains suddenly came out.
Ling Yao didn't notice it at all, and hurriedly ran out of the house.
I heard the sound of running in the morning.
It seems to be going straight downstairs.