Chapter 1730

"She's a child and doesn't need any apology." Ling Wanxing narrowed her eyes, looked at her, and asked: "I gave you a night's time, how do you want to tell me about your troubles?"

Hearing this, Huo Zhuyan lowered her head and said with a bitter smile, "ah Xing, why do you have to worry about the past all the time.

If it wasn't for the hardship, how could I leave your father and daughter alone?

Putting Huanhuan at the gate of the welfare home is also my helpless move.

If you still want to believe me, can you give me a little more time?

I don't want to tell you, but I just don't want you to experience the helpless pain once! "

Last night, she didn't tell the truth.

Just constantly stressed that she had to have the hardship and helplessness.

Because of this, Ling Wanxing would leave business alone in the morning and come to the Royal Hotel to wait for her for two hours.

Although everything has long passed, but for him, it is a kind of obsession.

Perhaps it has nothing to do with the wind and moon, just want to urgently seek an understanding.

At present, Ling Wanxing looks at Huo Zhuyan with a sad look, but she still can't bear to force her again, and all her persistence is in her throat.

This day, he and Huo Zhuyan have been together, accompany her to eat, listen to her trivial nagging.

He didn't go home until nine o'clock in the evening.

Even long ago will go home to accompany Su Wan Tong meal things left behind.

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At ten o'clock that night, Ling Wanxing went home and naturally went into the kitchen.

On weekdays, if he came home late, Wan Tong would warm his food at the table.

Even if he emphasized that he had eaten outside, she would still habitually keep food for him.

But tonight seems a little different.

The kitchen is as clean as new. There is nothing on the table except a decorative vase.

Ling Wanxing subconsciously looked toward the glazed platform, but still didn't find the plate for him.

At this time, uncle Ling heard the news and rushed over. He looked at Ling Wanxing's back and asked suspiciously, "Sir, do you want to eat?"

Ling Wanxing turned around and wrung his brow. "No, I ate it outside.

Madame... When did they have dinner? "

Ling Shuyi was stunned, then patiently explained: "Madam left at noon. She said that she was going to visit the city with her friends to relax.

Little miss and miss Huo finish their dinner at six o'clock in the evening. This meeting should be in the room. "

"Madame is out?"

When Ling Wanxing heard the news, he felt nervous, inexplicably.

Uncle Ling looked at him in surprise and asked carefully, "didn't madam tell you? She said she would be back in two days. I thought, you know

The words fall, Ling Wan Xing flies quickly to turn round to go upstairs, in the heart some place faintly suffused with uneasiness.

When he walked into the cloakroom, his eyes swept over the dressing table and the rows of wardrobes beside the wall. Almost all the things belonging to Wan Tong were still there, which made Ling Wanxing feel relieved.

It seems that his proposal before going out should have worked.

Thinking of this, Ling Wanxing takes out his mobile phone and dials Su Wantong directly.

The phone was soon picked up, and Su Wan Tong's soft voice came through the receiver, "brother Xing."

Ling Wanxing stood at the door of the cloakroom, leaning on the door with relief, "why didn't you tell me when you went out?"

Su Wan Tong murmured for a second, then said with a smile, "didn't you let me go out and walk with my friends? There is an art exhibition in the city, so I want to come and have a look."

In the receiver, Su Wan Tong's attitude and tone as always had nothing wrong.