Chapter 117

On the third floor of the club, Xia Ling followed Fu Yunting into a room.

She knew that the adjacent room was the room originally prepared by the Xia family for Fu Yunting and Xia Xi.

She has called Xia Zhenqing and told him that everything is arranged properly, as long as Xia Xi enters the room directly.

She can feel Xia Zhenqing's satisfaction between words on the phone.

Thinking of his shameless behavior, Xia Ling's hand clenched his fist.

Mom will never let him out of the accident.

"What are you doing standing there? Don't worry, even if I have medicine in my body, I won't be hungry for you."

Fu Yunting sat on the sofa, his long legs folded, and looked at Xia Ling with a smile.

Xia Ling: "

So she has no charm?

But who is it? Xia Zhenqing calculated that time and wanted to talk to her on the road?

Forget it. For his sake, she won't fight back with him.

Xia Ling pursed her lips and sat down a little away from Fu Yunting.

Without hearing Xia Ling's retort, Fu Yunting hissed and leaned lazily on the sofa to close his eyes.

The room was silent and the needle fell.

Xia Ling looked at the man with a leisurely and calm appearance, but her heart was not secure.

She pursed her red lips and said tentatively, "Er Shao, how long are we going to stay here? My mother she..."

Things have not settled, her heart is always hanging.

I'm worried that things can't be solved satisfactorily.

"What's the hurry? When we finish listening to the play, your mother will be safe."

Listen to the play?

What play do you listen to?

Xia Ling looked inexplicable and wanted to ask again, but he vaguely heard some news from the next door.

The eyes moved. Xia Ling hurriedly stood up and went to the wall to stick his ears.

A woman's crying, a man's teasing and Xia Ling's red lips pursed faintly in her ear. She suddenly understood what Fu Yunting said.

He called some men. Is it for Shaxi?

A trace of strangeness and intolerance flashed in her heart, but at the thought of what the Xia family had done to her mother, Xia Ling hardened her heart.

Shaxi is to blame!

It's not good to provoke anyone. You have to provoke this man.

There was a sound in his ears again, but this time it was replaced by a woman's crooning and a man's light or heavy wheezing.

Xia Ling's little face turned red and hurriedly stood straight. She took a step back, but she didn't want to trip over the carpet under her feet. She stumbled and fell onto the sofa next to her.

"Ah!"

With a scream, Xia Ling looked at the man who hugged him, looked at his thin lips and said: "after listening to the play, you want to throw yourself into your arms. Xia Ling, you are really hungry!"

Xia Ling: "

Really?

Did she do that?

The man slandered her again.

Xia Ling stared at him angrily. He just wanted to stand up straight, but Fu Yunting pushed him out. After pushing, he didn't forget to flick his wrinkled suit.

Xia Ling: "

Is she dust?

So despise her?

The man's expression was faint. After pushing her away, he didn't look at her again and continued to sit on the sofa without saying a word.

Xia Ling bit his lip and sat to one side staring at him. He was a little crazy in his heart.

How long will she wait here?

Can someone's air pressure not be so low?

When will her mother find it safely?

I don't know how long later, when Xia Ling was thinking, Fu Yunting's mobile phone rang.

The man who closed his eyes and rested lazily opened his eyes, took his mobile phone and hooked his lips.

"Well, you said... Found it? OK, arrange people in the private sanatorium in Beicheng and find some bodyguards to guard outside."