"That makes sense. I've already asked Ling Te to help them send things back, let's go back after eating with grandpa at the Lu family." ”

Ling Qi nodded, exited the page and put away his phone, looking up at Zhan Qianyan with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

She hasn't come back to accompany Lu Zheng much these days.

Especially the night before, I experienced that kind of thing.

She felt as if she hadn't been back for a long time.

I didn't want to come back yesterday, on the one hand, because Zhan Qianyan's softness touched her, and on the other hand, because Tian Tian clicked through her words.

She knew in her heart that her family relationship with the Lu family would not last long.

Yesterday I felt bad, and I didn't want to come back and face them.

She was afraid that she would not be able to suppress the guilt she felt for them.

But they were sincere to her, and she always wanted to respond to them with the same warmth.

"It's up to you."

Zhan Qianyan's deep eyes stared at her, sat down beside her, opened his thin lips lightly, and spit out two words.

Ling Qi's heart trembled, only to feel that the phrase "according to you" came out of the tip of his tongue, with an indescribable doting.

A hint of sweetness, uncontrollably overflowing from the heart, gradually spreading throughout the body, light and comfortable.

Lu Zheng went downstairs, the calmness on his face was just pretended, and looking at his solemn eyes, he obviously had something on his mind.

Hearing that Ling Qi and the others were going to stay for dinner, although their faces were still tense, the smile in their eyes was really a lot.

After staying to eat, Lu Zheng opened his mouth and sent them away.

Lu Yunting and Linglong wanted to train the army, and it was past ten o'clock when they came back at night, and sometimes they simply stayed in the army.

Zhan Qianyan remembered what Ling Qi said before, about Zhan Jinhong, and he didn't shirk it, and left with Ling Qi.

When they returned to the villa, Ling Ximuyi and the others had already left.

Ling Qi's things were taken by them to the next door of Zhan Qianyan's room, and outside the door where Ling Qi used to live, he didn't touch much.

Ling Qi was about to go to clean up his things, but Zhan Qianyan grabbed his hand and said in a deep voice, "It's not too late to pack up when you come back from work tomorrow." ”

Ling Qi raised his head, met his gloomy eyes, softened in his heart, and nodded.

When the two came to the hall, Ling Qi wanted to take his hand out of Zhan Qianyan's hand and find another place to sit down.

But Zhan Qianyan clenched his wrist and sat on the couch together.

"You said you knew about my father from Xiao Su, tell me about it."

The man gently rubbed her soft little hand, the movement was as gentle as his warm voice.

But Ling Qi could hear the storm lurking beneath his calm tone.

It's hard for him to bear it, obviously he cares a lot, but he can accompany her to stay at Lu's house for most of the night, and they also had dinner together before coming back.

Ling Qi subconsciously pursed his lips, his voice was soft, with a hint of comfort, "I saw that she had been inquiring about the two of us before, so I used the mind reading technique on her, and found that she knew your father. ”

Speaking of this, she looked up at Zhan Qianyan.

I saw that his eyebrows were frowning slightly, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the chill in his deep eyes was even stronger.

"In order to be tempted, I told her that I heard that there was another person who killed Uncle Zhan."

As she spoke, a hint of nervousness felt in her heart.

Zhan Qianyan only moved his eyes slightly, staring at her with deep eyes, as if waiting for her to follow.

"Don't you blame me for scaring me with all this?"

Ling Qi blinked, looking surprised.

She was afraid that if she took the initiative to tell Xiao Su this, it would disrupt Zhan Qianyan and Feng Chen's layout plan.

Therefore, I didn't dare to delay too much and wanted to tell him about it as soon as possible.