The bodyguard politely pointed to the back seat, "Miss Ling, they are responsible for your safety, so please sit in the middle."

"I don't know!" Ling Zihuan arrogantly don't open face, "let them all go down, I want a person to sit in the back.

You don't want to refuse me, or I'll call kidnapping

Bodyguard:

The spoiled little daughter of the Ling family is really hard to do!

Finally, the bodyguard had no choice but to let the two people in the back seat get out of the car and ask them to take a taxi to follow them back to Qiao's old house.

And Ling Zihuan didn't stop after she got into the car.

For a while, the air conditioning was too cold, for a while, the car smelled too bad. In short, the 40 minutes' journey made the two bodyguards in front of them impatiently want to abandon the car and run away.

As the car moved away, Mu Yi also walked quickly to the side of the road.

After he got on the bus, his teeth clenched, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions.

After a while, he thought it over and over again and made a phone call to fourth brother Qin.

Indeed, this kind of thing, with his own strength, can not be against.

……

That night, at 6:30, Ling Zihuan was taken to the backyard of Qiao's old house.

As she walked, she looked at the landscape around her. The simple and old courtyard made her lack of interest.

"Miss Ling, please wait a moment, sir will come out in a minute!"

The bodyguard stood in front of Ling Zihuan in a sweat and whispered a word, then turned around and left with a big step.

It's too hot!

Along the way, in midsummer, the ancestors of the Ling family refused to let them turn on the air conditioner in the car.

Don't even let the windows open!

Can imagine, they are wearing black suits, stuffy in the car, what kind of torture!

It's amazing!

Ling Zihuan glances at the figure of the bodyguards leaving one after another, and turns his mouth bitterly.

After taking her eyes back, she strolled around the door of the backyard.

Walking to the plantation, the little girl had a flash in her head, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, stood in the same place and began to poke at the screen.

At this time, by the inner door of Houyan attic, Qiao Yuanxian sat in a wheelchair and looked at Ling Zihuan. His eyes touched a coriander that she had stepped on, and he raised his eyebrows. "She is not afraid of life at all."

Standing behind him, Lao Duan also carefully observed Ling Zihuan. "It's said that the master of the Ling family dotes on her very much.

I've been holding it in my hand for so many years, but I'm really a little younger. Besides the Ling family behind me, it seems that it doesn't really help Er Shao. "

Qiao Yuanxian crooked his lips and sneered. After a moment, he raised his hand and waved forward, "let's go."

Old Duan Yingsheng pushed a wheelchair out of the attic.

Hearing the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground, Ling Zihuan also raised his head from the mobile phone screen.

This is the first time the little girl has seen the father of the second uncle.

I didn't expect to be disabled!

Ling Zihuan was stunned for a moment, holding the mobile phone, thinking for a long time, and finally uttered amazing words, "Hello, grandfather Qiao ER!"

Second uncle's father, she should be called grandfather, right?!

Qiao Yuanxian's second grandfather

Lao Duan clenched his fist to his lips and coughed softly. Then he could suppress the impulse to laugh.

This little girl is very pleasing!

Qiao Yuanxian look serious, line of sight in Ling Zihuan body swept a circle, then toward the stone table nuzui, "come and sit."

Ling Zi ran over and blinked as she sat opposite Qiao Yuanxian.

How did she seem to see six gray brown dots on the top of Joe's head?

Isn't that the sign of a monk?

Thinking of this, Ling Zihuan curiously gathered at the table, "grandfather Qiao Er, are you... A monk?"