Chapter 368

"Son of a bitch, tell me to get out of here again. Can you believe me to take people away immediately?"

Lingxiong frowns and warns Lingxiao coldly.

"Go away!"

Ling Xiaohan quickly took out a pistol from his waist and aimed it at Ling Xiong. His hand speed was terrible.

The bodyguards behind took out pistols and aimed them at Ling Xiaohan.

Meanwhile, rob and his bodyguards also raised their guns to aim at Ling Xiong and his bodyguards.

In the whole living room, dozens of black guns each point at a head.

Su Wan, who was sitting on the sofa, saw so many guns and jumped up excitedly. "Fight, fight, fight."

"Old housekeeper, send your wife upstairs." Ling Xiaohan holds up his gun and orders with a gloomy face.

"Good, young master."

The housekeeper went to the sofa and reached for Su Wan's arm. "Madam, let's go upstairs."

"Don't touch me, let me go. I want to see the fight. Bang Bang -"

Su Wan drew a gun with his hand and fired it at Ling Xiong.

Lingxiong's eyes fell on Su Wan, and a kind smile rippled, "your mother is more and more lovely."

"Please take back your disgusting adjective."

"Well, boy, one day you will understand me. Let's go. " Ling Xiong sighed for a long time, waved and let these people put down their pistols and turned to leave the manor.

When he walked out of the gate, Lingxiong saw Su Wan, who had been sent to the stairway, suddenly looked back at him.

Lingxiong left the manor with a large number of people.

Ling Xiaohan immediately ran upstairs to find his mother.

Su Wan, who was sent upstairs, sat on the bed of the room, his fingers gently touching the wedding ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

After years of erosion, the diamond ring has some traces of wind and frost.

Her mind seemed to be ringing with the man's words.

"I'm going to put a ring on your ring finger of my left hand. There's a blood vessel in the ring finger that connects your heart directly, so that my love can reach your heart..."

Touching the ring, Su Wan began to cry.

The face of the man in my mind overlaps that of the man just now.

Inadvertently think of many years ago, he was gentle with her to wait for the fall of the city time.

Ling Xiaohan stood at the door, silently watching his mother lowering her head and touching the ring, looking sad.

By this time, she could not forget the man.

Lingxiong pointed a gun to her head and forced her to divorce. She didn't want to take off the diamond ring.

When Ling Xiong took his son away from her, she didn't take off the diamond ring.

When Avril and others rushed into the house to humiliate her, she still didn't take off the diamond ring.

What kind of love can support her for so long.

Ling Xiaohan doesn't understand.

I really don't understand.

"Mom, are you hungry? What would you like to eat tonight? " Ling Xiaohan crouches in front of Su Wan, hugs her shoulder and asks intimately.

"Pasta, spaghetti."

Su Wan licked the corner of her mouth and suddenly wanted to eat the taste of spaghetti.

"OK. I'll do it for you myself. "

Ling Xiaohan stood up and walked downstairs.

He knew why his mother wanted to eat spaghetti. When he got married, Lingxiong would make her a bowl of spaghetti every day when he came home from work.

The memory of spaghetti has been deeply imprinted on her heart.

After working in the kitchen for a long time, Ling Xiaohan went upstairs with spaghetti, put it in front of her, rolled it up with a fork and handed it to her lips, "come on, mom, have a delicious spaghetti."

Su Wan opened her mouth, took a bite and sucked in.

Eat and chew for a while.

Su Wan clapped the spaghetti in Lingxiao cold bowl to the ground with both hands. "It's not the taste, it's not, it's not."

Looking at the noodles on the ground, Ling Xiao's cold face gradually stained with ice cream.

Why should this damned old man come back at this time to add another disordered note to his mother's spirit.

"Somebody, clear this place."

Ling Xiaohan stood up and walked out of the room.

Go to the balcony, the wind is boring.

Take out your cell phone and call the little woman.

"Hello, how's mom? Have you been stimulated by that old man? " When Ji Qianchen got on the phone, he immediately kept on asking.

"It's OK. Have you had dinner?"

"I've eaten a lot. I'm a bit greedy recently. It seems that what I have in my stomach is only food."

"What else do you want? Bring it back to you in the evening. " Ling Xiaohan asks her gently.

He gave the coldness of his life to others, but left the only tenderness to Ji Qianchen.

He vowed that he would never treat the woman he loved as Lingxiong did in his whole life.A woman should have been in the palm of her hand.

"I want to eat cranberry."

"Then I'll bring you spicy wings."

"Hey, why are you like this? Don't you take whatever I want? " Ji Qianchen immediately protested.

"I want you to have a daughter." Lingxiao is so obsessed with cold that he can't bring back ten cows.

There is an old Chinese word called sour and spicy.

He was afraid that she would give birth to a son.

The son is born with too many responsibilities. It's better to have a daughter, to be a beloved little princess and grow up happily.

"It's better to have a dragon and a Phoenix."

Ji Qianchen is afraid of another quarrel. It's better to step back.

"There is only one in the B-ultrasound of pregnancy test. How can two pop out?" Ling Xiao's cold face reminded him that he really wanted to send the woman's IQ back to the furnace for reconstruction.

"Cough, I forgot that I did B ultrasound, ha ha."

"Should I forget that I have a husband next time?" Ling Xiaohan can't help laughing at the girl in order to relieve her mood.

"Fuck you, I can forget it. My husband can never forget it. It's going to spring soon. When the flowers come out, let's go to the flower sea. " Ji Qianchen remembers the time of blooming every year.

Wind blowing flower sea, petals fluttering, rippling with the colorful beauty.

Spring is a peak season for play.

"Good."

Ling Xiaohan readily agrees.

A week later.

Ji Qianchen recovers as before and can get out of bed and walk safely.

This week, I was fed as a piglet by someone. My face looks much better.

The sunshine in early spring is just right.

The peach and pear flowers in the courtyard are gradually blooming.

Ji Qianchen is sitting in the yard, basking in the sun, with a brush in his hand, thinking about the main series of new year's clothing to be launched in the early spring of this year.

Ling Xiaohan came out of the house and quietly walked behind her, gently stroking her shoulders.

"I don't make enough money for you? Still fighting so hard? " Looking at the brush in her hand, the deep eyes couldn't help asking.

"My hands are itchy. I want to design spring series. By the way, is it new in the shop?" Ji Qianchen turned his head and asked him curiously.

It's estimated that the burned down shop can be reopened after a year.

"Well, it's all replenished for you and reopened. Let's go and have a look today?"