Chapter 356

"Aunt, don't be angry first. Be careful if you're angry."

Ji Linhan pretended to caress Ye Qian's back and helped her to the sofa to sit down.

Glancing at Fu Xichen, who didn't look very good, he asked, "Xichen, haven't you heard from Yunting yet?"

Was she dazzled just now?

Why did she see a touch of guilt in Fu Xichen's eyes?

Fu Xichen also likes Xia Ling?

"Not yet."

Fu Xichen glanced at Ji Linhan and shook his head.

Ji Linhan looked back and deliberately sighed: "don't blame my aunt for being so angry. After all, Yunting was the child she gave birth to in October. She suddenly disappeared. It's really annoying."

If something really happens to Fu Yunting, look what Xia Ling should do!

Of course, she doesn't want Fu Yunting to have an accident.

She is still waiting to drive Xia Ling out of the Fu's house and leave her alone with him.

Fu Xichen didn't speak, but looked up at the stairs and waited for Xia Ling to go downstairs.

Upstairs, Xia Ling used cold water to constantly push her face, pressed down the tears at the bottom of her eyes and the panic in her heart, washed quickly, changed her clothes and hurried downstairs.

She can't stay at ease. She's going to wait for Fu Yunting's news.

When she came downstairs, she ignored Ye Qian's cannibal eyes, smiled at Fu Xichen who got up, and then walked quickly to the door.

"Bitch, listen to me. This is my son's house. I won't allow you to enter this house again."

Behind him came Ye Qian's angry rebuke. Xia Ling turned a deaf ear and just walked forward quickly.

At the moment, she doesn't want to take care of anything. She just wants to get the news of Fu Yunting quickly.

He prayed silently that Fu Yunting would come back safely.

As the car sped along, both of them were silent.

Soon, the car stopped at the dock.

Xia Ling got out of the car and stood quietly looking at the sea ahead.

Fu Yunting, where are you?

Come back quickly, okay?

She misses him so much!

The wind, whirring, blows colder and colder.

Xia Ling's nose was sour and his hands wrapped around his arms.

The slender figure pulled down a long shadow in the sunlight, which seemed particularly lonely and fragile.

Fu Xichen sighed, silently took off his coat and put it on her.

Fu Xichen smiled silently as if he were grateful.

Thinking of something, Xia Lingmo said, "ah Chen, I'm sorry. I just embarrassed you because of me."

Ye Qian didn't like her, so she spilled her anger on her mother and ah Chen.

She felt sorry.

"What are you talking about? It's not your fault."

Fu Xichen smiled and looked at the dark blue sea not far away, "I knew from an early age that my aunt didn't want to see me and that my identity couldn't be on the table. But in fact, I was also lucky. Because other people treated me very well except my aunt. In particular, my eldest brother didn't dislike me because of my special identity, and we didn't fight like brothers in some aristocratic families. That's enough."

Although a little regretful, he didn't feel his mother's love since childhood. Although he lived carefully when he was a child, this is his life.

There's nothing to complain about.

Listening to Fu Xichen's faint words and looking at his handsome beauty face that is not inferior to Fu Yunting, Xia Ling suddenly wants to ask him if he knows how his mother died?

I just swallowed the words to my mouth.

If he doesn't know, she would rather keep the secret from him all her life.

Because no one knows what will happen once the fig leaf is torn open.