Chapter 13

"Ling Chengzhou left a message for Miss Ling."

Ling Yan slowly stood up, holding Ling Chengzhou's hand still did not let go.

"Come with me." The guard took them to a separate room. Ling Yan was face to face with the prisoner across the iron net.

"You said dad asked you to give me a message?" Ling Yan couldn't wait to ask questions before he was seated.

The man was very restrained. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before he regained his ability to speak normally.

"Yes That's right. "

Ling Yan suddenly stood up and scared the man to shake on the stool.

"You know in advance that something is wrong with my father, then why didn't you stop him and ask him, why didn't you tell the C.O Care is chaos, lost the flesh and blood of Ling Yan has no heart to reason.

"I..." The man's face turned red immediately, too anxious to speak.

The man is a few years older than Ling Chengzhou. He looks very honest and not good at words.

"Mr. Ling, he is very kind to me. I didn't expect that..."

The man was stuttered by Ling Yan for a long time before he began to speak normally again. Although he was confused, Ling Yan finally understood the general meaning.

It turns out that this man and Ling Chengzhou are the same cellmate in the same cell. On Monday, Ling Chengzhou is kind and generous, and naturally takes a lot of care of this simple and honest roommate.

Usually, they often work together. Naturally, he is the one who knows Ling Chengzhou's trend best.

"Mr. Ling is abnormal these days, especially..." He pauses for a moment and looks at Ling Yan uneasily.

"Just last night, Mr. Ling talked a lot more than usual. Come and go, it's all about his daughter, Yan'er. It's Miss Ling's nickname. "

Ling Yan's heart trembled, almost couldn't resist falling tears again.

Yan'er, Yan'er, in my memory, how many times did the man who regarded her as the apple of his hand call her like this.

"Mr. Ling said that he hoped Miss Ling could leave the man named Qiao yunmo and go abroad to live a good life."

Repeatedly read this sentence, Ling Yan left the prison.

After walking for a long time, when she finally reflected, she was in front of the door of Qiao's villa.

The guard, sharp eyed, saw her and immediately opened the door.

"Ma'am, sir has sent many people to look for you." The guard was talking on the side.

Lingyan didn't respond.

Dad asked her to leave and live a good life, but in the end, she found that she had no other place to go.

If she let her father know, she would be very disappointed and angry.

Will she be scolded?

In my memory, my father was never willing to say even one heavy word to her.

Sour again poured on the nose, Ling smoke opened his eyes, looked up to the tears back.

If you cry for your father, you can't be in this place.

Qiao yunmo is not here, but there is another person waiting for her.

"It's really miss Ling. She's going to stir up the army when she runs away." Wen Lunan crossed his hands in front of him and sat on the sofa in the living room, talking in a strange way.

Ling Yan is not in the mood to deal with her, just head upstairs.

"I heard that Ling Chengzhou died?" The voice behind him made Ling Yan stop.

"In other words, I went to see him not long ago. Why did I leave so suddenly?"

Ling Yan Huo turns around and smiles at Wen Lunan.