Chapter 807

If it's dirty and dirty, she can't return all the dirty and dirty blood to his father and his mother

"Hello, xuan'er, it's mom, you Why did you call me? I I can get your call. I'm really good How happy

Through the phone, Mu Qing at the end of the phone, excited some incoherent.

Maybe for Mu Qing, she never dreamed that her son would call her at this time.

It is an indisputable fact that Lin Xuan is her son.

Even if there is no evidence to prove it, she believes it!

Because mother and son are connected, when she saw Lin Xuan, she was already in her heart and accepted that Lin Xuan was her son.

But Lin Xuan said coldly: "Mrs. Lin, please respect yourself, you are not my mother, I am not your Xuan son, I give you this call, please make clear, I am not and you climb the relationship, the adoption of relatives!"

The cold words, just like a cold knife, stabbed into Mu Qing's heart. She heard her heart breaking voice and saw her heart dripping blood.

Pain!

This kind of heartbreaking pain is more painful than when he was abandoned 20 years ago.

The pain pierces the heart and makes the soul go out of the body.

"Xuan'er, can you please stop like this? We are mother and son, what can't be Can't you talk about it? " Mu Qing's eyes filled with tears and his voice choked.

She repented over and over again, and even fantasized again and again. If she could go back 20 years ago, would she choose to abandon him again?

Maybe not!

Maybe

She was in a mess because she didn't know how to make a choice when compared with the glory and wealth of the Lin family.

Until Lin Xuan was so cold to her, Mu Qing deeply realized that if she went back 20 years ago, she would rather live on the street begging, but she would never be better than a pig or a dog and abandon such a baby in its infancy.

She couldn't imagine how Lin Xuan survived so many years.

How much untold suffering should he have suffered, and how much suffering he should have suffered.

Sometimes, she even preferred Lin Xuan to die in the garbage after being discarded.

You don't have to bear such suffering, such pain.

Because from Lin Xuan's words, she couldn't feel the love a son should have for his mother.

That song is always sung. Only mother is good.

But, Lin Xuan's heart, to the mother's hatred, that should be how strong.

He never thought there was only mother in the world!

Mu Qing was heartbroken, and she comforted herself that all the evil debts were self inflicted.

At that time, if it was not for the lust for glory and wealth, Lin Xuan would have been abandoned. How could he have suffered such a cold shoulder from Lin Xuan today.

Even though Mu Qing was already in a pleading tone, Lin Xuan was still in a chilling voice. He sneered twice, still in that cold tone, "Mrs. Lin, put away your pity. I don't need your pity. This phone call, I only ask you one thing..."

"What's the matter?"

Mu Qing immediately asked.

Because Lin Xuan has something to do with her, indicating that maybe their relationship can be eased. Mu Qing seems to see the hope of a good mother and son, some surprise, some excitement, it is difficult to hide.

"Is it that the imperial capital, the pickling Lin family, wants to kill them all and send people to Shenzhen market to poison poetry?"

"Ah? What's wrong with poetry? "

Smell speech, Mu Qing is surprised, but also eager to care about the way.

Lin Xuan said coldly, "you just need to tell me, yes or no?"

MuQing is about to collapse. She tries her best to adjust her mood and immediately comforts Lin Xuan, "Lin Xuan, don't worry. I believe poetry will be good for you. I'll ask the capital immediately and inquire about the information. If there's any situation, I'll call you back immediately, OK? "

Lin Xuan did not speak, directly hung up the phone, the phone's Mu Qing listen to the "Dudu Du" voice, the body stiff for a long time.

When she came back to her senses, she immediately called the emperor's confidant and asked about the trend of Lin Yuan, the second eldest son of the Lin family.

Soon, the emperor's confidant gave Mu Qing a letter of approval, saying that recently, the second eldest son Lin Yuan did not have any action.

Mu Xuan called her back immediately.

Lin Xuan was about to arrive at the villa of the Qin family. When he saw MuQing calling, he still answered the phone and said coldly: "say it!"

MuQing seems to have suffered an electric shock, but she does not care, who said that she owes Lin Xuan all this.

She could only adjust her mood as much as possible. As a rich wife of the Lin family, the capital of the emperor, she had never been so angry.

If it was not for Lin Xuan, her son, who had abandoned her son and committed a crime, how could she have endured such oppression.Now, no matter how Lin Xuan treats her, she can only endure and accept such indifference.

"Lin Xuan, the imperial capital of the Lin family, has not done anything recently. Don't panic. Look, do you need me to send some people to help you find poems..."

Waiting for MuQing to finish, Lin Xuan directly interrupted Mu Qing's words, "no need, I know!"

At the end of his speech, he hung up the phone indifferently.

MuQing is still living in the Banyue Lake Business Hotel, in front of the French window of the suite, stunned.

Looking at the screen of the mobile phone, "pa", the mobile phone was severely hit on the ground, silent tears, and then, the pain of tearing heart and lung, a head in the bed behind her, covering her face and crying.

Lin Xuan drove into the courtyard parking lot of Qin's villa, pushed open the door and jumped out of the car.

Qin Yang's men ran into the living room in a hurry and said, "Yang Shao, Lin Lin Xuan, he Here he is

Qin Yang is holding a cup of tea, pretending to be calm and calm. He snorted, "what are you flustered about? Get out of my way!"

"Yes, Yang Shao!"

The famous man stepped aside in a hurry.

Qin Yang put the cup back on the tea table, stood up, awe inspiring, and walked in to meet Lin Xuan. He gave a cold smile, "waste, what are you doing here?"

Lin Xuan glanced at Qin Yang and looked around the living room of Qin family villa. He didn't go around Qin Yang either. He opened the door and asked, "Qin Yang, where are the poems?"

Qin Yang was stunned, and then he grinned. He shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hands. "Lin Xuan, are you eating too much? I haven't asked you yet. You're like a mad dog, trespassing on my villa of Qin family. Instead, you asked about me? "

Lin Xuan's voice was cold and his face was as cold as a thousand years ago. He still asked coldly, "what's wrong with poetry? Where is she? "

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