Chapter 197： Kidnapped 2

Han Ling raised her heart suddenly, covering her mouth with one hand, for fear that she would scream.

His eyes suddenly widened, looking at the photos on the phone, the blood on his face faded instantly.

"Xiao Feng..."

"What happened?" Old man Ling looked panicked and hurriedly got up.

He took the phone from Han Ling's hand. As soon as he saw the photo, he breathed quickly, covering his chest and was out of breath.

"Dad, are you okay, dad, pay attention to your body."

Xia Chunlin helped Old Man Ling to sit down very considerately, only then saw the photo on the phone.

"what--"

She screamed, "Xiaojiang, how could this be, my Xiaojiang."

He threw himself into Ling Yiyong's arms and hugged him tightly, "A Yi, how could this happen, save Xiaojiang, our Xiaojiang."

Han Ling Liushenwuzhu, standing beside Ling Yiyong like a puppet, Xia Chunlin rushed over and directly pushed her out.

She was wearing high-heeled shoes and the whole person was still wandering. With such a push, Xia Chunlin directly pushed her a few steps and fell to the ground.

Looking at the distress, Ling Yiyong quickly pushed Xia Chunlin away, walked over in three steps and two steps to help her up.

"Are there any injuries."

Before she could answer, Xia Chunlin rushed up again and pulled Ling Yi over, crying with rain, "A Yi, what should I do now, will Xiaojiang be okay? He shed a lot of blood."

"Who did it on earth? What did he want to do to Xiaojiang, my son, ooh."

"A Yi, say something, will Xiaojiang die? What should I do now."

Ling Yiyong was upset by her, "Can you be quiet?"

Xia Chunlin covered her mouth and cried bitterly, "I'm scared, A Yi, I'm scared, woo."

As she said that, she threw herself into Ling Yiyong's arms again and wept bitterly.

Han Ling was already sitting on the sofa, her face pale, her eyes panicked.

She has nothing now, only such a son, there must be nothing wrong.

She was so worried that Xia Chunlin was crying and crying in her ears. She was upset, "Can you be quiet? Is it useful to cry? Is it useful to be noisy? Instead of playing around here, I might as well think of a way to save people!"

She is so fed up with this woman, she only knows to cry when things happen!

Can crying solve the problem?

Xia Chunlin was taken aback for a moment, and then the whole person became angry. He pointed to Han Ling, "Of course you are not worried. It is my son that has happened. You wish my son died, and no one will rob your son of property in the future, right? "

"Xia Chunlin!" Han Ling stood up abruptly, her chest rising and falling with anger. At this time, she was still thinking about property, "My son is also tied up!"

"You can also see the photo. Ling Weifeng was only tied up, but my son was beaten to blood! Han Ling, do you have any conscience? Your son is fine..."

"Enough!" Elder Ling was sitting aside, the servant was helping him massage his temples, and the two women were arguing.

The crutches in his hand hit the floor hard, "Can you be quiet? It's just a restless dog!"

After being so trained by him, Xia Chunlin finally silenced her voice, looking at Ling Yiyong aggrievedly, with tears on her face, looking pitiful.

Han Ling rubbed her eyebrows and sat back on the sofa feebly, "Sister Li, contact the white housekeeper."

In the afternoon, the white housekeeper sent the two of them to school. The most important thing now is to figure out what happened.

She spoke and took out her mobile phone, "Call the police first."

Elder Ling looked at the two daughters-in-law, and on weekdays he always felt that Han Ling was too arrogant and could be a man without Xia Chunlin, but when something really happened, the two women immediately saw the difference.

After all, Han Ling is the daughter of a big family.

Xia Chunlin was too petty, and had nothing to do except noisy.

Alas, why can't the two learn from each other.