The light in Cangling's eyes lit up again. "Do you know how my mother died? Did Yan Zhengyang kill her?"

"It can't be said that your mother should have depression. Yan Zhengyang can only be regarded as the fuse of your mother's suicide, not the culprit."

Xi doesn't know much, so she can only try to tell Cangling what she knows.

"Why do you think so much? You don't live in the villa of Yan Zhengyang now. As long as you get enough trust from him, I can ask you any answer you want."

After he finished, he pulled the corners of his mouth confidently, arrogant and powerful. Cangling suddenly liked the feeling that he could control everything.

"You're right. You'll have a chance sooner or later."

Cangling feels that her state of mind is not very stable, and she is very impatient many times.

"Eleven, I think I look no different from before, but I'm still a little different. I don't know if it's the sequelae after three months of coma."

After waking up, Cangling has been paying attention to her body and spirit. The physical problems have not been found yet, but in terms of emotion, she did find problems.

"Say it, say it."

Eleven was more anxious than Cangling, with high concentration and clear eyes without any impurities.

"I find that I am indifferent to many warm feelings in my memory. Now for me, Mou Yu can't cause fluctuations in my heart. Su Xiaocheng seems to have little difference from Tong en. In short, such feelings are problematic. But the dream is different, and the mood in the dream is still very strong."

"I know, this is the sequelae of your previous serious control of your emotions. Your emotions are much indifferent now, and even your best friend is difficult to arouse your inner fluctuations. This problem is very complex, and I have to find a way slowly, but this thing should have little impact on your life at present, and this side effect has a great advantage. Your current emotional treatment This way is very suitable for business, and the probability of success will be much greater. "

On the eleventh day, he looked mysterious. His voice was full of bewitchment. Cangling shook his head before he woke up.

"If you want money, just say it. I'll help you speak well in front of the banquet Zhengyang. As for the matter of letting me make money for you, you'd better not daydream."

Cangling refused him without hesitation. It's shameless.

"Cut, love to go or not, I just want to help you popularize science." Eleven forced himself to support the way in order to save face. After that, he turned and lay on the outside of the bed, "I'm tired to death. I'll sleep for a while."

Before Cangling could speak, he saw that he had closed his eyes, his long eyelashes were on his flawless white face, his delicate facial features made all the girls jealous, and his breathing soon became long and quiet.

She suddenly had a very strange idea, this guy, can't he be a little girl?

Or take a peek while he's asleep.

He's been out since he was a child. Will he be very vigilant? What if he suddenly wakes up and gets caught.

Cangling's outstretched hand shrinks back again. The mood of wanting to reveal the answer and being afraid of being caught on the spot is too complicated. Cangling's tangled back is sweating.

An hour later, 11 have been awake, Cangling sitting on the balcony tangled.

"What have you been doing squatting beside me?"

"Who squats and looks at you? I'm basking in the sun on the balcony." She will never admit it.

"The bugs I raise can see clearly. Do you want them to confront you?" Eleven is very reasonable.

"Forget it, I admit it." Cangling was forced to be helpless and quickly got along with a flickering excuse, "I just want to see if there are any sequelae after you use that Potion on your face."

"It's not that kind of simple and rough cosmetic surgery. How can there be sequelae? You really see too few good things. It seems that you have to take you out more in the future."

Cangling giggled. She would be relieved if she could mix in.

"When are you going to use it?" Eleven expected questions.

He has seen photos of Cangling's mother. Yan Zhengyang was also a handsome young man when he was young. The two daughters should not disappoint.

"Don't worry, wait until you need my beauty."

"By the way, Bai Zhi will be back tomorrow night. Tomorrow night, you will enter the villa from the front door and have fun together. I Miss Bai Zhi's cooking."

"Really, that's great. I want to be white, too." 11. When I thought of the things Bai Zhi had eaten before, my greedy saliva was about to flow out.

"Should he be able to come back safely?" The eleventh thought was not as optimistic as Cangling. He asked a little uneasy.

"Yan Zhengyang said that he had sent someone to pick up Bai Zhi. He shouldn't touch anything, or I won't finish with him." Cangling said calmly.

She had always known that Bai Zhi's background was not simple. Unexpectedly, it was the person Yan Zhengyang sent to her.

When she knew the truth, Cangling was a little moved. The power of her own blood may be much stronger than she imagined, especially the love and protection of parents for their children.

"Also, it's not easy to help you cultivate a loyal Bai Zhi. Yan Zhengyang should not be willing to deal with him so quickly." On the eleventh day, Bai Zhi thought of all the things he had done for Cangling and was a little envious.

He had a brother who had the best relationship to protect him before. Unfortunately, he came out, but his brothers and sisters were left in the family forever.

"Bai Zhi really has nothing to say to me. I won't let anyone hurt him."

Cangling thought of Bai Zhi's protection and hard work before, and her heart was sour.

Mingzhi is several years younger than her. She has to follow her and take care of her. It's difficult for the big boy.

"It's good that he can live after such a big accident. Don't blame Yan Zhengyang for his ruthlessness. You'll know what it means to be involuntarily in the future." When eleven said this, her eyes became very deep. Cangling didn't know such eleven.

The next evening, when the attraction and the distant sea level handed over, Cangling saw Bai Zhi brought into the villa by a sports car.

"Cangling, are you okay?"

"Bai Zhi, are you okay?"

They smiled at each other and said in unison, "I'm fine."

With the company of Bai Zhi and 11, Cangling's strangeness to this place dissipated quickly. Soon, she felt that she had found the feeling she had felt when she was in the apartment in this villa. She was no different except that she couldn't see those friends.

"Cangling, do you need my help? I feel that you have been in a low mood." A few days later, eleven suddenly spoke to Cangling alone.

"Don't need it for the time being. There should be no big problem." Cangling didn't feel anything wrong with herself.