Chapter 1392

"There seems to be something wrong with your ears." Zhan Yeling stood up, and his slender figure suddenly became extremely tall.

The surrounding momentum became stronger because he stood up, and the air was even more turbulent.

"Everyone in Yening Garden will not lend you half a cent." Zhan Yeling stopped a step away from him, and Low Ci's words were cold and biting.

The battle between the eyes of the two was ignited again.

The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

"I'm not borrowing, I'm buying!" Ling Xuanhan said, staring at Zhan Yeling firmly.

"Buy? Are you qualified?" Zhan Yeling asked back, but every word was full of ridicule towards Ling Xuanhan.

Zhan Yeling's aura is unmatched.

Even if someone as powerful as Ling Xuanhan stood in front of Zhan Yeling, he would be several levels weaker.

In a word, it shows that Ling Xuanhan is nothing in front of him.

Zhan Yeling is someone who stands at the top of the pyramid, how can he put Ling Xuanhan in his eyes?

Ling Xuanhan gritted his teeth and glared at Zhan Yeling angrily.

Ling Xuanhan's momentum retreated, and now only unwilling anger remained.

Zhan Yeling ordered: "Butler Li, see off the guests!"

"No need!" Ling Xuanhan said, "I'll go by myself! Zhan Yeling, let's wait and see!"

Ling Xuanhan turned around and left.

Zhan Yeling didn't pay attention to him at all, turned back, and sat on the sofa again. Seeing that Shimiao's face was not very good, he held her shoulders and hugged her: "Everything happens With me, you don't have to worry."

Shi Meow nodded.

Zhan Yeling added: "In the future, if you encounter something, tell me immediately, and I will solve it for you."

In Country S before, Shi Miao had acquainted with Ling Xuanhan, and Ling Xuanhan even took Shi Miao to the police station.

I thought it was just a coincidence, but I didn't expect that after returning to China, Ling Xuanhan would come to her again.

"Okay, I'll remember your words." Shi Miao nodded seriously.

It is of course best to have someone to rely on.

"By the way, I want to make claypot rice." Shi Miao said to him again, without hiding anything.

Under Zhan Yeling's suspicious eyes, Shi Miao explained: "Even if I hate Ling Xuanhan, but that child is innocent. Ling Chenchen is a very well-behaved child. He was at the police station, in order to let his father let me go, He also forced his father to let me go with death. I can't bear him to starve."

As Shi Miao said, pitiful eyes still flashed in those watery eyes, and she pouted slightly and looked at Zhan Yeling, asking for his approval.

Her nervous little expression made Zhan Yeling restrain her hostility, her brows and eyes were gentle, she curled her index finger, and gently scratched her nose: "If you want to do it, do it, don't ask me."

With his consent, Shi Miao smiled instantly, that smile was bright and cute.

His eyebrows and eyes are curved, like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

Shi Miao hurried to the kitchen and made a large portion of claypot rice. After finishing cooking, he packed it in an insulated box and ordered housekeeper Li to send it to Cheng Jiuyuan's hospital and hand it over to Cheng Jiuyuan, who asked Cheng Jiuyuan to feed the child. .

When Cheng Jiuyuan sent the meal to the ward, Ling Xuanhan was seriously doing psychological homework with Ling Chenchen. He held a bowl of porridge in his hand and ordered: "Give it to me, you have to eat it today !"

Ling Chenchen hugged his legs with both hands, and shrank to the corner of the bed, revealing a pair of immature eyes, staring at Ling Xuanhan timidly, his back trembling with fright.

Seeing this, Cheng Jiuyuan hurried forward: "Mr. Ling, you will scare the child like this, and it will only make the child more timid."

Ling Xuanhan rested his hands on his temples and had a headache.