Chapter 1109

Back to Cloud City from England.

The moment I got out of the airport.

Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen lead Ling Yichen, a family of three, out of the airport.

A large number of media reporters crouching in the airport came out to interview them.

"Ling Shao, Mrs. Ling, what happened to the previous killing of his wife?"

"Yes, yes, is it someone's deliberate slander or something else?"

Ling Xiaohan hugs Ji Qianchen's waist and wears a pair of sunglasses that are not close to strangers. He goes on.

The housekeeper is leading the way with several bodyguards.

"Let's all let it go. Our young master and young lady are tired from their long journey. They need to rest. Today's family has three members in the same frame. The rumors of the past do not break. I think everyone knows how to report. "

"Let's just say what happened in the middle."

"Lingshao."

"Mrs Ling."

……

Although a lot of reporters are chasing and shouting.

I also failed to let Ling Xiaohan say a word. The best persuasion is to refute the rumor in the same frame.

Go back to the airport to pick them up.

Ji Qianchen looked at the reporters who were stopped. "No wonder you don't want to take a private plane, but rather an airliner. I haven't seen you take an airliner before."

"So?"

"You old fox took me to the airport for a walk, and then sent some big media reporters from Yuncheng to witness the happy picture of our family's reunion, so that the previous news could not be broken."

Ji Qianchen had a brilliant insight into all the ideas of Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiao raised his lips, put his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "it's really my woman, I know more and more."

Ji Qianchen proudly picked his eyebrows. "Who am I? I'm your wife."

"Mrs. Ling, you have suffered this month. What compensation do you want?"

"Pocket money." Ji Qianchen opens his palm and asks him for it. He looks like a rich man.

"Shame, Mommy, how old are you? I'll take care of my father's pocket money." Ling Yichen's dissatisfied protest on the side seat.

"No, Mommy's money is for you."

Ji Qianchen reaches out and pinches Ling Yichen's face.

"It's almost the same, Mommy, and Chen loves you, MoMA."

Ling Yichen is happy to hear that the money is for him.

"Your mother and son are really amazing, one after the other. My money is not all yours. Don't worry about it all day. " Ling Xiao said with cold lips.

It seemed that the whole man was very reluctant to say that he had treated them both badly.

"Dad, I have to think about it. If you and mommy give me a little sister, they all like her and give her all the money, what can I do?"

Ling Yichen is very careful.

"Don't tell me, I will give it to her. As for you, man, I will earn it by myself."

Man Earn it by yourself.

Ling Yichen felt as if he was hurt by something.

"It's OK, son. Mommy will find a way to dig more from your father's place to support you. At least I will find more money for you to marry your daughter-in-law. Don't worry." Ji Qianchen patted Ling Yichen on the shoulder.

Ling Yichen nodded his head with satisfaction, and hummed a song in a good mood. "There is only a mother who is good, and a mother's child is like a piece of treasure."

"Hahaha, my son sings so well."

Ji Qianchen praises Ling Yichen.

Ling Xiao's face is black with cold.

"How's your father?"

"My father is eccentric. My father only likes my sister. It's not good at all."

Ling Yichen issued a strong protest.

"The question is where is your sister?" Ling Xiao asked in cold.

"In Mommy's future belly."

"Well, I'll have to work hard tonight." Ling Xiaohan touched his chin and said solemnly.

Ji Qianchen's face suddenly turned red. He slapped Ling Xiao on his shoulder with a fist. "Pay attention to the occasion when speaking."

"It's OK, Mommy. I'm used to it. Don't treat me as four years old. My psychological age can be more than ten years old."

"Yes, you are. You should be naive at your age. Don't live like a little adult all day. Do you know if you are tired?"

"Mommy, I'm too smart. I'm worried." Ling Yichen said, frowning and pouting.

“……” Ji Qianchen has several black lines on his forehead.

Back to Ling's house.

Everything is a familiar feeling, left so long, and then come back, there is a sense of home.

After getting off, Ji Qianchen suddenly remembered something.

"Radish, why only see you, did not see him?"

"He..."When Ling Xiaohan mentioned rob, his voice stopped.

"What happened to him? Isn't it something wrong? "

Ji Qianchen asked in shock, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

Rob is the most versatile special help she has ever seen.

"What do you care so much about him?" Ling Xiaohan looks jealous.

"You won't eat his vinegar. It's just that he had an accident with you. You're OK, but he's not here. I'll ask."

"He's in the United States, he's hurt more than me, to save me."

Ling Xiaohan still remembers that rob was behind him to evacuate the scene of the explosion.

So that

"How can he be so nice to you? Does he like you?"

Ji Qianchen is seriously suspicious.

"Why are you jealous again?"

"Only you can be jealous, not me?"

"OK, you win. Go, take a bath. " Ling Xiaohan goes upstairs with Ji Qianchen's neck hooked.

"What bath is it so early?"

"It's easy to make people."

"My injury is not all right."

"I'll be careful."

"You're hurt, too. You should take a rest."

"I know my body. You'll know later."

Ling Xiaohan takes her into the bedroom and slams the door.

Ling Yichen sat on the sofa in the living room and smiled like an aunt. It seems that he will have a sister soon. She is smart and fat.

At this time, Su Yulian carries a backpack and leads Su Yaoer into the living room.

"Young master, is young lady back?"

Ling Yichen put down his toy and nodded, "yes, what's the matter with aunt?"

"Well, I took my daughter with me to say goodbye to you. Thank you for taking care of me. Because my mother is seriously ill in her hometown, I need to go back to take care of her. Maybe I don't have time to stay in Yuncheng."

"Oh."

Ling Yichen nodded his head as if he didn't understand, which is the meaning of going.

His eyes fell on Su Yao'er, who was also looking at him.

"Ling Yichen, I'm gone. Don't remember the name or me."

Su Yao'er said that.

Ling Yichen is a little confused. "Why should I remember you?"

A little haughty.

"Goodbye then. Ling Yichen, I don't know if we can meet again, but I will remember you. "