Chapter 12

As soon as the fingertips loosened, the newspaper fell to the ground.

"Madame?" The servant looked at Ling Yan's white face and immediately panicked.

I knew I would never have taken out the newspaper.

"Amazing secret of the rich family: Qiao's president's secret engagement, true love!" The news headlines are bold and full of gimmicks.

Ling Yan covered his eyes, but still couldn't control the tears.

"Madame?" The servants on one side remember to jump.

She is afraid that Ling Yan will do something, and finally let Qiao yunmo get angry with her.

"Leave me alone for a moment." Ling Yan's voice was shaking.

"But..."

"Don't you understand me?"

After the servant left for a long time, Ling Yancai lowered his arm.

The newspaper has been taken away.

Even so, she couldn't forget the intimacy of the two people on the news map.

"Can't wait?" She murmured.

How can she sort it out?

Why can't she wait until she takes off Mrs. Joe's hat?

However, even if she and Qiao yunmo divorced, really can do not care?

The phone rings and she answers it.

"Did you see the newspaper?" Wen Lunan's voice was full of joy.

Ling Yan didn't answer.

Wen Lunan is here to demonstrate. She knows.

"Oh, don't think you can fool around by pretending to be dumb."

Aggressive words make Ling Yan very uncomfortable, but she can't hang up, she absolutely don't show weakness in front of that woman.

"What do you want?" Ling Yan comes to the point.

A sneer came across the receiver: "I still think you are the big lady, still so proud."

"If you still have self-esteem, get out of Joe's house."

On the other side of the city, Wen Lunan stood in front of the huge French window, holding the mobile phone that had just ended the call, thinking.

The bloated man rubbed his hands and came forward. The camera on his neck was half the size of his head.

"Miss Wen?" Man's greasy face with a sycophantic smile.

"I'll transfer the money to your private account, five million yuan, a lot of money."

She didn't turn back to the screen.

"Photos and reports are all your own ideas. If I hear bad rumors, I will bear the consequences!"

The man shrunk his shoulders and nodded like garlic.

Three days later, the prison called Qiao's villa.

Ling Chengzhou died. He left in the middle of the night. The cause of his death was unknown. The next morning, when people in the prison found his body, he was very cold.

Before sending the person away, inform the family members to meet for the last time.

When Ling Yan arrived, the people on the other side of the prison had packed up Ling Chengzhou.

It's just a cold body covered with ice.

Until the white cloth was uncovered, Ling Yan couldn't believe it was true.

She didn't understand that her father loved her so much that he was willing to leave her alone.

Ling Chengzhou lay there with his eyes closed.

"Dad..." Trembling to shout out this word, Ling Yan can no longer control to cry.

In her hand, she held the hand that held her from childhood to adulthood, and her heart was so painful that she couldn't help it: "what should I do? What do you want me to do? "

Dad, how can he be cruel?

Chest, Lingyan feel his heart has been broken into pieces.

"Miss Ling." The C.O. came in.

Ling Yan turns around and a man in an orange prison uniform comes in.