Chapter 1952

Xuanying looked at the small foreign house not far away. He followed her and thought she would stay in the hotel, but he didn't expect her to enter the small foreign house.

This small villa is prosperous. It has always been affordable for people with money and status. An inch of land is gold.

She's doing well now. She's blessed with big brands, drives a luxury car and lives in such a luxurious house.

It's not easy for a woman to live outside with her children. Xuanying asked ah Zhou to check the owner of the house.

The owner is a man, Mr. Leland.

Xuanying pressed one palm on the steering wheel and the other palm held the mobile phone, pursing his thin lips into a cold white arc, "who is this Mr. Leland?"

"Master, I can't find the background of Mr. Leland for the time being, but..." ah Zhou hesitated.

Xuan Ying frowned with handsome eyebrows, "mute?"

Ah Zhou quickly said, "master, I have some bold guesses myself. Three years ago, Miss Xia left with her and didn't accept your bronzed black card. Miss Xia has become popular in the design industry these three years. I guess... Will someone stand behind and hold her as her backstage?"

"Miss Xia is so beautiful. I heard that now many beautiful little girls are... Wrapped up and raised by rich old men. Those old men are 40 or 50 years old, and there are families. Those little girls sell their bodies, those old men provide their interpersonal relationships, money and naked transactions..."

Before ah Zhou's words were finished, Xuanying interrupted, "shut up! Lingling is not such a girl!"

“…”

Ah Zhou at the other end didn't dare to speak. He didn't say anything. It was his own blind guess. I didn't expect the master to be angry.

"Dudu" two times, Xuanying directly cut off the phone.

……

Xuanying left her mobile phone in the co pilot's seat, fell into the seat with her crisp back, raised her hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows.

He doesn't believe what ah Zhou said.

But what kind of house does Mr. Leland own?

Could it be that Mr. Leland forced Lingling?

Xuanying has some wishful thinking. He hasn't taken care of their mother and daughter in the past three years. Lingling must have suffered a lot.

Such a soft and charming woman is in a difficult situation and is most likely to be watched by those ill intentioned rich old men.

If he meets this Lailun, he will wipe him out for Lingling.

Xuanying was full of Xia Ling's pretty little face. He missed her so much that he wanted to go crazy.

And Mou mou

This time, she didn't bring Mou back.

Xuanying lit another cigarette. He picked up his cell phone and dialed the number that ah Zhou had just sent him.

The cell phone at that end rang once, and then it was picked up. A soft voice came, "Hello, hello."

It's Xia Ling.

Xuanying held a cigarette in his left hand, and the smoke blurred his handsome face. He stretched out his tongue and licked his dry thin lips, "Lingling, it's me."

The end was silent for two seconds. "Silver face king, what are you looking for me?"

"Lingling, where's Mou Mou? I want to meet... Mou Mou Mou, don't worry, I won't argue with you for your daughter."

"Silver face king, Mou Mou is your daughter. You are her father. Naturally, you have the right to see her. However, Mou Mou Mou is not with me now. She will come tomorrow. I will arrange for you to meet then. What do you think?"

"OK."

"Well, I'll hang up first."

Xia Ling wants to hang up.

Xuanying's heart tightened, "Lingling."

"Silver face king, do you have anything else?"

Listening to her estranged and polite voice, Xuanying dropped her black eyes, "it's okay, it's okay..."

"Beep" twice, and the end hung up directly.

She hung up.

He coughed fiercely and put his cigarette on his waist. He was too anxious to smoke it.

At this time, as soon as he looked up, he saw an old man, about in his fifties, driving a Rolls Royce luxury car parked at the door of a small foreign house.

Xuanying was stunned. Is this Mr. Leland?

His glazed black eyes suddenly splashed out a cold light, and his big palm opened the door. He stood outside with long legs and smoked the last cigarette. Then he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and twisted it out with thick boots.

Xuan Ying pulled out her long legs and walked over.

As soon as the old man in the car got out of the car, a strong fist hit him like a storm.

……

Bang bang.

The maid in the small foreign house heard a knock on the door outside, like a man knocking with his fist, and her strong strength seemed to break through the door in the next second.

"Who's coming, coming!"

The maid hurriedly opened the door.

The cold wind outside suddenly invaded in. A tall and straight body stood by the door. The man was too tall, like a door god, with a strong aura.

"Who are you looking for?" Asked the maid.

Xuanying glanced faintly at the maid and went directly into the small foreign house. He glanced around with hawk like ink eyes, "Lingling! Lingling!"

"Sir, who the hell are you? You're breaking into a famous house. I'll call the police!"

Xuanying pulled out his legs and went upstairs directly.

"Sir!" The maid wants to hold Xuanying.

Xuanying turned his head, and his gloomy eyes fell on the maid.

When the maid was stiff, Xuanying was a military general. The waist had its own sonorous and healthy pull-out of the military general, and the fierce and gloomy atmosphere made the maid's scalp numb.

The maid dared not say another word.

Xuanying went upstairs and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

……

For a single woman who has been in the room for three years, it is quite different from the soft pillow of a single woman.

Xuanying footsteps a meal, then heard Xia Ling's voice, "aunt, I've taken a bath, you help me wipe the moisturizer."

Xuanying raised her eyes and saw a pretty shadow in front of her.

"Aunt, what are you doing? Come here quickly."

Xia Ling has been tired all day. Now her arms are under her pillow. Even her voice is a little lazy and charming.

Xuanying walked over.

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