Chapter 118

Fu Yunting's call inspired Xia Ling's spirit.

She hurried to Fu Yunting and asked anxiously, "Er Shao, is it my mother who has news?"

It must be.

He must have helped her get her mother back.

Fu Yunting gave a faint hum and put his mobile phone aside.

"Really? Great, er Shao, i... I really don't know how to thank you."

Xia Ling was excited and looked at the man in front of her brightly. She only felt that his image was much taller in an instant.

"Oh, I can't afford your thanks. Don't count me in again."

Fu Yunting sneered coldly, playing with his mobile phone with a sneer on his face.

Xia Ling pursed her lips and smiled. The rising pleasure in her heart made her ignore the man's poisonous tongue.

This man is really capable.

She wants to thank him.

Xia Ling opened her mouth and wanted to continue to say something. There was a commotion outside the door.

Then, Su he's scream and Xia Zhenqing's anger sounded, mixed with many voices.

Xia Ling felt a flutter in her heart. She hurried to the door and gently unscrewed the door handle, revealing a crack.

"Mr. Xia, someone broke the news that the second childe of the Fu group and your daughter are opening a house here, but it seems that this is not the case?"

"President Xia, is the woman in this room your daughter? She opens a room with four men at the same time. What do you think as a father?"

“......”

The reporter invited by the Xia family surrounded the door on one side. Xia lingneng could constantly hear Xia Zhenqing's angry scolding and Su he's mother's crying.

Closing the door gently, Xia Ling pursed her red lips and took a deep breath.

Their family can't steal chicken and eat rice instead.

Glancing at the man who got up, Xia Ling moved towards him, "Er Shao, outside..."

"I'm not deaf."

The cold voice and ignoring eyes made Xia Ling swallow his words again.

Well, someone is angry. It's all her fault.

"Well, are we leaving? Can you take me to my mother?"

Xia Ling softened her voice and looked at Fu Yunting with bright eyes.

Can't wait to see her mother.

Only when she sees her mother safe can she feel at ease.

Fu Yunting glanced at her and walked past her.

Xia Ling was stunned, hurriedly pulled the corner of his clothes and cried pitifully, "two little."

Two less farts!

He's the husband she almost sent to another woman's bed!

Fu Yunting glanced at her coldly and wanted to scold her, but when he touched her big watery eyes, the scolding voice of his mouth swallowed again.

"Aren't you going to see your mother? Do you want me to stay so that you can thank me?"

The light mockery made Xia Ling smile and hurriedly let go of his sleeves.

It doesn't matter. If he's angry, he'll try his best.

He can taunt her as long as he can let her see her mother.

Looking at someone smiling like a flower, Fu Yunting hissed softly, opened the door and walked out.

All the reporters outside have been evacuated. They took the elevator all the way down and went directly to the underground garage.

Xia Ling didn't drive her own car. She quickly followed Fu Yunting's footsteps and was ready to open the door in the back seat.

"Take the front seat. I'm not your driver."

In a word, Xia Ling was stunned, then smiled and hurriedly sat in the co pilot's cab.

Fu Yunting fastened his seat belt and glanced at the clever woman beside him, whose eyes were heavy and floating like ink.

Since when has her smile affected his nerves?