Chapter 22

When Ling Zhongxiao rushed to Qinglian Lane from a small county hundreds of miles away, Ling Moxue had already slept for more than an hour, and the two children had already gone to Xu Zhihui's house.

Before coming, Ling Zhongxiao had already been to the police station.

After hearing Ling Moxue's account of the incident again, he said angrily, "They must have poisoned you. Dad has heard of similar situations before. It's really rampant."

Ling Moxue didn't want to talk about this matter, she made a cup of tea for her father, and seeing him sweating, she couldn't help feeling distressed, "Dad, don't worry, I will protect myself in the future."

Ling Zhongxiao was over half a century old, with a little gray hair on his temples, but he was tall and tall, and his deep eyebrows revealed his youthful handsomeness.

When Ling Moxue was a child, she had heard from her neighbors that her father was a top student when he was in college, and there were many girls who pursued him, but he only liked the plain mother Ling.

"Xue'er, Dad promised your mother to take good care of you, so Dad came here today to discuss with you, do you want to consider being Dad's secretary? This way you won't have to work overtime in the future." Ling Zhongxiao looked at Ling Moxue earnestly .

"Dad, I told you earlier, I won't go to Dream Company."

Thinking of her stepmother's sinister and treacherous face, Ling Moxue felt uncomfortable.

"Xue'er, your Aunt Zhao also nodded and agreed."

"No, I won't go, I think TK Group is pretty good."

Speaking of TK Group, Ling Zhongxiao's eyes flickered slightly, "I heard that Gu Mingxuan drove to find you in person?"

"It was the babies who found him, and then he and the people in the company found him."

As soon as the words were finished, the doorbell rang. Ling Moxue got up and looked at the doorbell video screen. She frowned, then turned to her father and said, "Dad, it's Ling Mengyao."

"Her?" Ling Zhongxiao put down the teacup in his hand, "I'll go out and have a look."

Opening the courtyard door, before Ling Zhongxiao could speak, Ling Mengyao stepped in and walked into the house.

"Yaoyao, what are you doing here?" Ling Zhongxiao quickly grabbed her hand.

Ling Mengyao waved her hands irritably, and growled: "Dad, let me see if Jian Chen is inside."

"He's not here!" Ling Zhongxiao didn't let go of his hand, his face became serious, "How did you find your sister here?"

"I saw his car parked outside."

"What?" Ling Zhongxiao opened his eyes strangely, and slowly turned his head to look at Ling Moxue who had already walked out of the villa.

Ling Moxue was calm and composed, and cast a cold glance at Ling Mengyao, "Would someone come in if his car was parked outside?"

Ling Mengyao stared at her with eyes that almost tore her face apart, "Smelly girl, do you dare to say that you have no feelings for Jian Chen? He came to see you, don't pretend I don't know!"

Ling Moxue stared, with a slightly surprised expression, "This is between me and him, why do you care so much?"

"Yo, you're still in the dark, ha!" Ling Mengyao raised her head proudly, looked at Ling Moxue arrogantly, and said proudly, "The second day you went to Paris, Brother Jianchen came with me He didn't tell you?"

After hearing this, Ling Moxue felt a pain in her heart, and her face was very ugly.

Seeing her pain, Ling Mengyao felt extremely refreshed. She pushed Father Ling away, walked up to Ling Moxue with her waist and hips twisted, and smiled.

"Ling Moxue, as I said earlier, Young Master Yang will eventually become my man, so, you single mother, don't be a toad and want to eat swan meat, you can get away as far as you can..."

"Ling Mengyao!" Before he could finish speaking, a low voice suddenly came from the door.

Startled, Ling Mengyao turned around and saw Yang Jianchen with a dark face stepping in holding a bouquet of bright red roses.

"Jian Chen!" She quickly changed her smiling face, went up to her charmingly, and stretched out her hand, "This flower is so beautiful, thank you..."

"It's not for you." Yang Jianchen pushed her hand away and said indifferently.

Ling Mengyao opened her mouth in embarrassment, and her hands that were frozen in mid-air trembled slightly. Seeing Yang Jianchen sideways towards her and walking towards Ling Moxue, her fingers curled into fists fiercely, and a savage gleam flashed in her eyes.

"Xue'er, I am very happy to see you come back safely." Yang Jianchen handed the flower to Ling Moxue.

Ling Moxue was expressionless, looking at this ex-boyfriend who was in love, her heart was slowly bleeding...

pain! It seems to be sharper and more profound than five years ago.

It turned out that not only did he, Yang Jianchen, not trust him, but he also immediately empathized with his sister.

Thanks to myself for so many years, I still wrapped him up perfectly and put him in a corner of my heart.

When I miss him, I will hold him and cry secretly.

Actually, it's not worth it at all! not worth it!

Staring at the tall and handsome young man in front of her, Ling Moxue felt too strange, even though he still had that handsome face with sharp edges and corners, even though facing her this time, his smiling eyes were full of tenderness.

"Give it to your lover!" Ling Moxue said coldly, then turned and entered the room.

"Moxue!" Yang Jianchen stepped forward anxiously.

"Jianchen!" Ling Mengyao quickly rushed over to hold his arm, and said sadly, "She doesn't love you anymore, why do you still come to see her? Am I not good enough for you?"

Yang Jianchen's eyes fell on her face coolly, he raised his lips, and he curved a sneering arc, "Ling Mengyao, I want to tell you that I came back from Los Angeles this time, and on the plane I had the honor to meet the girl you mentioned five years ago. Manager Fatty Zhu."

Manager Fatty Zhu?

Ling Mengyao froze, and let go of his hand in shock.

"Do you want to know who is the woman who slept with that fat manager for money?" Yang Jianchen sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

Ling Mengyao's face turned pale, she hurriedly shook her hand, pulled Ling Zhongxiao aside and said, "Manager Zhu Fat is very familiar with my father, and I don't know much about him."

Turning her head, she said to her father with a stiff smile, "Dad, have we not seen Manager Zhu Pang for three years?"

Ling Zhongxiao frowned, stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, and said impatiently, "Let's go home with Dad."

"Dad, I'm here to see my sister, and I want to invite her to dinner." Ling Mengyao said falsely.

"You don't need to ask, you come home with me." Ling Zhongxiao dragged her away.

When they got to the car, Ling Mengyao pushed Ling Zhongxiao away forcefully, lowered her face and yelled angrily: "Dad! Do you believe it or not when I go home and tell mom that you have been protecting this little fairy?"

"What did you say?"

"I said she was a goblin!"

"You?" Ling Zhongxiao raised his hand angrily.

However, instead of avoiding it, Ling Mengyao raised her head and leaned forward, saying with red eyes, "Hit it! Hurry up!"

Ling Zhongxiao's hands were trembling, and the veins on his forehead were twitching. Finally, holding back his anger, he withdrew his hand and said sharply, "Don't think that Dad is really afraid of your mother. I just don't want a good family to break up!"

Seeing her father's dark face, Ling Mengyao was also afraid, and she pouted.

"I'm just angry that you always protect her. She has seduced men since she was a child, and she gave birth to a child at the age of eighteen. Now the man is dead and comes back to seduce Young Master Yang, but you still have to protect her. Do you take good care of me? Have you ever thought about it? Besides, Mom already suspects that she was not born by you!"

Ling Zhongxiao was startled, his face changed slightly.