Chapter 808

Ying Qing smiles and doesn't speak.

Lin Yi chatted with Ying Qing for a while. Ying Qing said she was a little tired, so she helped Ying Qing back to her room to have a rest.

Close the door gently. Lin Yi is walking in the castle. There is no gunfire in the base. The people who answer the door are honest and waiting for the new owner No, it's not. It's from the real family.

People in the cold years are free to go in and out.

When she walked out of the castle, she saw Ying Hannian standing not far away discussing things with Jiang Qixing.

"Seal the remains of all the people without any damage, and return home tomorrow morning."

Should cold year order way.

"Yes, brother Han, I'll prepare."

Jiang Qixing answered and turned to leave.

Ying Hannian stood in the same place and turned out the sugar. The box went around between his fingers. She walked up to him and said, "what's bothering the president of Yingda so much that he wants to smoke?"

“……”

Ying Hannian looked down at her, raised her hand and rubbed it on her head, then took a piece of sugar and threw it into her mouth.

Lin Yi light a smile, stand in front of him way, "what's the matter, not quite adapt to the sudden appearance of grandma?"? Don't know how to get along? "

"The roundworm in my stomach should not always say something that I already know."

Ying Hannian raised her hand and pinched her face.

"It's been so many years that a relative suddenly appears. Everyone will be uncomfortable." Lin Yidao.

"She's like my mother."

Ying Hannian bit the sugar and leaned to the side of the city wall. His voice was very low and he couldn't hear any tone.

It's very similar. Even if Liu Xuefei's plastic surgery looks like Yingqing, if she imitates it, the things in her bones are not born. So when she sees it, she only thinks that Liu Xuefei and Ying Yongxi are very similar.

Only when you see the real Yingqing can you find that the mother and daughter are similar in appearance and bone.

The light from her eyes always reminds her of the time when she watched the CD and practiced dancing.

"Doesn't it look good?"

Lin Yi asked.

He missed Ying Yongxi so much. Now, it's good to see a similar grandmother.

"I haven't seen it in years."

Ying cold years deep voice, dark eyes deep, looking at Ying Qing, he can think of life and death Street days, every minute is extremely clear, deep to the bone.

Every part of his suffering reappeared before his eyes.

Lin Yi stood beside him, heard the words, and said softly, "maybe this is the compensation that blood brings to you. Your family's genes are so powerful that maybe our daughter will be similar to your grandmother and your mother in the future."

It's like Ying Yongxi Never left.

With that, Lin Yi felt funny again and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ying Hannian glares at her.

"I laugh that I have been brainwashed by you. If I open my mouth, I will be my daughter, maybe my son." Lin Yi touched his stomach.

Should cold years low Mou see in the past, eyes with a doting, "nothing, anyway, to give birth to ten, I don't believe no daughter."

“……”

Lin Yi black line, as if to see their own year after year under a big belly picture, exciting.

Ying Hannian pulled her into her arms, lowered her head and bit her ears, and said in a voice of temptation, "so be good, sir. If you have a daughter, we will have fewer children."

Is it up to her to decide?

Be good

Lin Yi stepped on his instep, "no, go back and clean it up!"

With that, she angrily took yinghannian's hand and walked back. Yinghannian's low dull laughter sounded behind her, which made her even more angry.

In fact, there's nothing to clean up. This is yingmen. They don't have many things, so they should live longer in the cold year.

She took care of some clothes for Ying Hannian. The female bodyguard stood at the door and said, "Ying Xuefei begged to old lady Ying that she should deal with the body of the fake owner. Old lady Ying agreed that it would be burned outside."

Hearing this, Lin Yi folded her clothes and said, "compared with what Mrs. Liu did, your grandmother is really much softer."

She didn't torture Liu Xuefei, but gave her a good time.

Ying Hannian sat on a chair and watched her fold clothes. He didn't say anything.

"Maybe it's not soft hearted, or it's decades later, what should be lost has been lost, and people's hearts have been as still as water." Lin Yi sighed and felt a little distressed for Ying Qing.

For decades.

After decades of torture, it's a terrible thing to think about. Maybe from the beginning, Yingqing was angry, rebellious and struggling. Later, it's gone.

"Well."

Should be cold year jaw first.

"In addition, the old lady should have gone on and made clear the false owner."

The female bodyguard said again.

"The old lady just said she wanted to have a rest. As a result, she went to do these things and was not afraid of being tired." Lin Yi had no choice but to take a look at Ying Hannian and said, "I'll make a soup for her to mend her body.""Let the people below do it. You're just fit."

Ying Hannian stopped her and was about to speak to the female bodyguard. The female bodyguard said, "no, Miss Lin, just now the old lady has asked her subordinates to serve her soup. I just saw it. It looks very dark. It should be tonic."

"Tonic?"

Lin Yi was stunned. Did Yingqing have the heart to start nourishing her body so soon?

Her heart alarm, suddenly realized that bad, should cold years aware of what, suddenly stood up from the chair, looked around, "my mother's portrait?"

Lin Yi subconsciously looked in one direction, and sure enough, the place where the portrait was originally placed was empty.

There's nothing left.

"No, Ying Hannian, when you left today, the old lady was very upset. I think she thought you hated her very much. She..."

Before Lin Yi finished speaking, Ying Hannian ran out. Lin Yi turned pale and ran out.

Yingqing's door is locked.

"Bang!"

Ying Hannian raises his leg and kicks in the past, kicks the door hard and rushes in.

Lin Yi followed him and saw Ying Qingyi sitting upright at his desk with a bowl of soup on hand. The paper in front of him was full of handwriting. The pen was put aside with ink on the tip.

She is holding the portrait of Ying Yongxi in her hand, and her old hand is quietly touching the fixed smile on it.

Looking at the soup still floating with heat, Lin Yi put down her heart.

Not bad.

There's time.

Ying Hannian stood there looking at Ying Qing's back, breathing heavily and his face was iron blue.

Ying Qing sat there, hearing the sound, turned his face slightly, didn't look at them, but just laughed. He calmly put down the portrait and pressed a book on the paper. His action was very casual and ordinary, "are you here? Sit down for a while

With that, Ying Qing raised her hand and picked up the bowl of soup. Slowly, she put it to her mouth with a smile in her eyes, as if she was just drinking a bowl of ordinary soup.

"Bang."

Ying Hannian swept the soup in her hand and stared at her coldly, "what do you want to do?" Dark soup spilled all over the floor.