As soon as Qiao Qingqing saw that Tang Ling actually chased after him, as if he had seen a ghost, he urged the driver to leave quickly.

Tang Ling came to the car and raised the ring.

"Your ring has fallen off."

Qiao Qingqing looked down at her hand.

The ring on the middle finger of his right hand was gone, leaving only a white ring mark.

But she couldn't admit it.

She gritted her teeth and pressed the car door.

"It's not my ring."

Tang Ling smiled: "Oh? It was someone else's, and it didn't look worth much, so I took it and threw it away. ”

After that, Tang Ling made a gesture of throwing something.

Qiao Qingqing immediately instructed the driver, "Hurry up!" ”

After the car started, Qiao Qingqing's tears fell.

It was the most precious thing she had ever had, but she could only watch Tang Ling throw it away.

Bai Sheng's phone called.

"Qingqing, where are you?"

"I've just arrived at the cemetery, and I'm going back now."

Qiao Qingqing wiped away her tears, her eyes full of hatred.

Tang Ling, what you have done to me now, I will ask you to repay it a thousand times and a hundred times!

Bai Sheng heard that her voice was wrong, "What's wrong?" Ever cried? ”

"I met Tang Ling just now, and I was worried—I was worried that she would find out my true identity."

"Don't worry, she won't find out."

Bai Sheng comforted.

Qiao Qingqing knew that he didn't have a better way now, so he had to say, "Well, that's good." ”

Cemetery.

Tang Ling stood in front of Tang Zhiyang's grave and took out the ring he was holding in his palm.

She dug a small pit next to the cemetery and buried the ring in it.

"Dad, is Qiao Qingqing Tang Qi or not?"

After asking, she smiled to herself.

I'm actually asking a dead man's question.

Although there are many signs that Qiao Qingqing is suspicious, it cannot be proved that she is Tang Qi herself, at least that is what the paternity test indicates.

Or, Qiao Qingqing is not Tang Qi.

Or, Tang Qi is not Tang Zhiyang's biological son.

Then all this is too mysterious.

Tang Zhiyang raised two daughters, but neither of them was his species?

Tang Ling was shocked by this idea behind him, and quickly dispelled the idea.

After bowing to Tang Zhiyang, she turned around and left the cemetery.

Before the end of kindergarten, Tang Ling went home directly.

Bao Wanli was tending to flowers and plants in the yard.

She looked a little preoccupied.

Tang Ling knew that she was bored now, and even if she returned to her daughter, she could only be trapped in this courtyard most of the time, circling around the boiler.

"Mom." Tang Ling shouted.

Bao Wanli turned around and changed her gloomy color.

"Lingling, why did you come back so early today? Got all done? ”

Tang Ling put the bag on the chair.

"Isn't it boring for you to stay here all day?"

Bao Wanli smiled: "How come, my mother is very happy to be with you." ”

"Otherwise, I'll sign you up for a calligraphy and painting class and a dance class, and when you're fine, you can go and make some friends."

"Forget it, my mother is old, where will she do those things." Bao Wanli looked like she really didn't want to go.

Tang Ling didn't force it.

"Well, if you're bored, you can also take the kittens and puppies out for a walk, although there are not many people in this villa, there are still some people your age."

"Okay." Bao Wanli agreed casually, and the conversation changed, "Have you gone to the hospital to see Fu Yan?" How is he doing now? ”

It seems that Bao Wanli also knows the news of Fu Yan's hospitalization.

Tang Ling turned around and walked into the hall.

"Didn't go."

She didn't bother to say all that bad thing.

Bao Wanli didn't ask any more questions, but said: "Ruicheng, this kid looks very different now than before, after all, he saved your life, you invite him to come to the house in a few days, have a meal, and thank him well." ”

Tang Ling has this intention.

"Okay."

She went back to her room and called Luo Ruicheng and invited him to come over for dinner at home tomorrow night.

Luo Ruicheng happily agreed.

After finishing these, Tang Ling sat at the table and returned to work.

in the hospital.

Fu Yan was lying on the hospital bed, his face was still very pale.

Fu Qingzhi had just come here and learned that he was hospitalized because of Tang Ling, so he quarreled with him angrily.

Yan Yufang sat in the ward, lowered her eyebrows and poured him soup.

"Come, drink the soup and warm your stomach."

Fu Yan twisted his head.

"No need."

Yan Yufang looked a little sad.

"I know you hate me, but you can't live with your body."

Fu Yan closed his eyes and didn't want to say a word to her.

Yan Yufang stood in the ward for a while, sighed, and put the soup aside.

"Your sister hasn't woken up yet, I'll go over and take a look, the soup is here for you, you can drink it if you want."

When the door closed, Fu Yan looked at the soup on the table.

He hasn't felt much family warmth since he was a child, and the only memories he can remember are Fu Qingzhi's beating and scolding, and Yan Yufang's cowardice in the face of violence.

He sighed softly, reached for the soup bowl, and drank it in small sips.

Yan Yufang stood at the door, secretly looking at him through the crack in the door.

It wasn't until I saw him start drinking soup that I put down a big stone in my heart.

Jiang Lin stood behind Yan Yufang for a while before he whispered: "Madam, in fact, Mr. Fu didn't mean that, he just didn't know how to accept your goodness." ”

Yan Yufang's eyes were red.

"I know, I'm sorry for him."

Every time she dreams back at midnight, what she thinks of is the picture of Fu Yan being beaten and dying.

At that time, Fu Yan asked her for help with his eyes, hoping that his dearest mother could save his life and take him out of the abyss.

Every time she flinched because of cowardice.

She regretted it, but there was nothing she could do now.

Jiang Lin lowered his head, not knowing what to say to appease her.

Yan Yufang wiped away her tears, "I'll leave first, please take good care of him, and call me immediately if there is anything." ”

"Okay."

Jiang Lin walked into Fu Yan's hospital room and cleaned up the soup bowl he had drunk.

"Mr. Fu, I see that Mrs. still feels very sorry for you, after all, you are her biological ......"

"Shut up." Fu Yan's eyes flashed with anger, "My business, when will it be your turn to point fingers?" ”

He hates others to show sympathy and pity to him the most, and he has tried his best to get to this day, just because he doesn't want anyone to bully him anymore and look down on him!

Jiang Lin saw that he was going to get angry, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

"The doctor said you would have to stay in the hospital for a few more days."

"Bring the computer."

He can only numb himself with work.

While he was busy with work, Jiang Lin secretly took a photo of him with his mobile phone and sent it to Tang Ling's mobile phone.

"Madam, Mr. Fu looks better today and can already start working."

Tang Ling's message quickly returned.

"Oh."

A smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Lin's mouth.

If you don't block or refuse to reply directly, there is still hope.

That night, Fu Shu woke up.