Chapter 203

After lunch, Ling Xiaohan happily hugged her in the back garden to bask in the sun.

The weather is getting colder and the sun is warm and comfortable.

"Don't you go to the company? Isn't the company out of order recently? "

Ji Qianchen always feels that since the end of this conflict, Ling Xiaohan seems to be more clingy to her than before.

It made her very uncomfortable.

Ling Xiao's cold dark eyes looked at her complicatedly: "how many people can be confused after being robbed?"

That's too small for him.

Ji Qianchen smacks his tongue, and nests in his arms. He grabs his hand wrapped in gauze.

Rob hurried in from the outside.

He looked serious and anxious.

After approaching, he reached Ling Xiaohan's ear and whispered something Ji Qianchen couldn't hear at all.

Rob finished reporting.

Ji Qianchen obviously felt that there was a slight change in Lingxiao's cold face, and the cold air of evil came out from his body.

She felt only a chill on her back and pulled away against her chest.

Ji Qianchen was held by Ling Xiaohan and put on the chair gently, "I'm not allowed to leave home for half a step, and I'm not allowed to go out under any circumstances."

"You want me under house arrest?" Ji Qianchen is not happy to hear this.

"Be obedient."

Ling Xiaohan leaned over her cheek and gave a kiss, then left with rob.

His tall back disappeared in Ji Qianchen's sight.

On the Maybach.

Ling Xiao is languidly leaning on the back seat of the car with a sinister look.

"Where is he?"

"Yuncheng wharf, we focus on the blockade of major airports and roads. I didn't expect that the master first flew to the neighboring city, and then turned to waterways."

Rob drove the car carefully, explaining the situation with Ling Xiaohan.

"Well. Speed up! "

"Yes, young master."

Maybach's speed increased, and he raced on the road in the afternoon sun.

Driving along the blue and blue coastline for half an hour.

Half an hour later, Ling Xiaohan arrived at the Yuncheng wharf.

The port is occupied by people, ferries and ships.

At a glance can not see the edge of the sea, Ling Xiao cold overlooking the front not far away.

The man on crutches with white temples is still full of heroism.

This man has been arrogant and happy for a lifetime.

Until now, it's still the same.

Great control desire and irresistible authority are powerful weapons to deal with Ling Xiaohan.

Two people are clearly father son relationship, but live to become enemies, live to become opponents.

Ling Xiong slowly approaches Ling Xiaohan.

The two father and son have not seen each other for a long time. Since Ling Xiaohan handled everything in France, he resolutely returned to China.

Go up the stairs.

Ling Xiong stands beside Ling Xiaohan.

Father and son stand side by side on the top of the wharf, overlooking the whole bay of Cloud City.

"I haven't come back in ten years. Is your mother OK?" Lingxiong squints at the eyes of the vicissitudes of life. The fine lines on the corners of his eyes are tightly frowned.

"Don't bother you. When will you leave?" Ling Xiao's cold voice was a very clear start.

"You child, I just came here, you asked me when I would go back? Isn't that good? " Ling Xiong stared at the son with a smile.

The aura he exudes is totally the same as that he should have when he was a business owner.

"You shouldn't have been here." Ling Xiao's eyes were burning with cold.

He didn't even give a look to the man he hated and hated.

"Cloud City is your world. It used to be your Lao Tzu's world. Since you came, you didn't go back so easily. Son, you are still young. Some things will be understood when you reach my age." Lingxiong raised the hand without a crutch and patted Lingxiao on the shoulder.

Ling Xiaohan moved a step to the side, as if the place touched by this man would be infected with severe plague.

The hand kicking in the trouser pocket took it out and looked at the time on the watch.

"Yuncheng is a place where you can stay for another five minutes."

The smile on Lingxiong's face faded a little, his eyes fixed on the injury on his hand: "how, still hurt?"

"Thanks to you." Ling Xiaohan put his hand back in his pocket.

His mother turned out to be like this, which was indeed given by Lingxiong. Therefore, his injury was indirectly caused by him.

"I remember I didn't do it, did I? Issa is still in the hospital bed. I need to explain to the family. You have two choices. You can either go back to France with me immediately or watch your Chinese wife die in my hands. "

Who is Ling Xiong, a powerful man who controls business, political power and underworld.In his eyes, there is no right way, only what he wants to achieve.

Everyone must follow his path. If he deviates, the consequences will be unpredictable.

At this moment, Ling Xiaohan is drifting away from his track.

Out of his control was his biggest defeat.

Rob waited and listened to the conversation.

Ling Xiao's face remained cold, his thin, tight lips opened a crack, and squeezed a sentence out of his teeth, "you have two choices, either, three minutes later, roll back to France yourself, or I'll give you a ride and roll back to France as usual."

"Ha ha, you're really grown up. You've threatened me. You can, you can. I'd like to see how you're going to give me a ride." Lingxiong's voice just came down. A group of black bodyguards came up all around.

He is a tall man with a handsome face.

Ling Xiaohan looked at the time on his watch again. "After five minutes, you have made a choice."

"Of course." Lingxiong nods and smiles.

The crutch in my hand lightly touched the ground.

Ling Xiao, with a cold swish, took out a delicate and expensive German imported silencing gun from his pocket and held it against Ling Xiong's head.

Hula Hula sea breeze blowing, mixed with a light salty smell.

The bodyguards around almost at the same time took out the pistol in their arms and aimed it at Rob and Ling Xiaohan.

"Take out your gun as soon as you come back. You're really an unfilial son."

Lingxiong smiled and shook his head. He looked indifferent, not frightened at all by the gun.

"Do you want to go?" Ling Xiaohan just wants to live in peace, not in the same way as Ling Xiong. He wants to live a thrilling life.

According to his way, it will ruin his happiness all his life.

"Shoot me. I'm your son. I'll be worth my life if I die under your gun."

Lingxiong reaches out and grabs the muzzle of his gun, which is in the middle of his eyebrow.

This one shot down, nothing, everything can understand.

"How can I let you die so easily? Compared with you, my death should make you more heartache?" Ling Xiaohan buckled his back hand and turned the muzzle of his gun to his heart.