Qinglan personally served Zhang Ling a bowl of soup, put it to her hand, and said warmly: "Drink some."

However, Your Majesty didn't even move his chopsticks, how could Zhang Ling dare?

Her lips were pale, but it did not affect her overall indifferent and quiet temperament. The quiet elegance like a lavender was emitted from her bones.

Ling Lie has indeed seen countless people.

But he didn't want to judge the girl his son was fond of.

It is precisely because Zhang Ling is so clean that he does not let Yun Xuan take her away directly.

"I heard that you have been a netizen with Qinglan for six years." Ling Lie shook the red wine in his hand, looked at the girl, and said, "I have read your grades and information, and I have some understanding of you. Let's not talk about anything else today, let's have a meal first, celebrate your successful tribulation and finally cross the college entrance examination!"

Ling Lie suddenly held the goblet and raised it to the children.

He responded first and held the cup up.

Qinglan fell in love with someone he shouldn't like, so he felt a little guilty. At this moment, as long as his father doesn't let him separate from Zhang Ling, he will do whatever he asks him to do.

He also raised his cup and glanced at Zhang Ling at the same time.

Zhang Ling picked up the coconut milk awkwardly, but felt that it was not right to lift it, nor was it not right to lift it.

Fortunately, after Ling Lie and Qingrong met for a while, they opened their mouths and swallowed the red wine, and did not have a stalemate for too long.

Everyone eat step by step.

The atmosphere was quite cold, and Qingrong would say a few words from time to time, but Qinglan and Ling Lie didn't talk to him.

Ling Lie has nothing to say.

Qinglan was guilty and dared not speak much or express her excitement.

Even in such an environment, Qinglan still takes good care of Zhang Ling. It doesn’t matter whether he eats enough or not, but Zhang Ling needs to eat enough.

Just when everyone was about to eat, Ling Lie suddenly spoke out and said directly to Zhang Ling: "The information I found shows that Miss Zhang and her grandmother have always lived in a small town on the outskirts of H City. I wonder if there are any relatives around you now?"

Qingrong paused directly. Do you still need to ask if you have any relatives?

Qinglan was also a little worried, but he handed Zhang Ling an encouraging look, hinting that she would tell the truth and not worry about anything.

Zhang Ling, under the table, put his hands on his legs in a tangled manner, looked at Ling Lie and then opened his eyes.

The sharp eyes were really as dark and bright as they admired, as if they could see through everything in the world, as if they were tolerant and settled into everything in the world.

She whispered, "I..."

"Look at me to answer." Ling Lie said indifferently, his expression still very light.

Zhang Ling slowly raised his eyes and looked at Ling Lie. After looking at Ling Lie, his little hands trembled unnaturally on his legs, trying to calm down. She replied: "My parents died early and I followed my grandmother in the countryside a long time ago."

"Where are other relatives?" Ling Lie asked: "How much do you know about your parents?"

Zhang Ling pursed her lips and said, "There are no other relatives who are close to you. My grandmother said that my parents were college classmates, and they loved each other sincerely and gave birth to me. They just happened to be in a car accident, so they were gone. My grandmother divorced my grandmother. Seeing that I was pitiful, my grandmother took me back to her hometown and raised me to grow up."

Before, she also told Qinglan this way.

So Qinglan doesn't think there is any problem.

But Ling Lie said, "What are your parents' names?"

Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, and then said, "My father's surname is Zhang, his name is Zhang Tong, and my mother... I don't know very well, and my grandma has never said it."

Ling Lie raised his eyebrows: "What is your grandfather's home doing?"

Zhang Ling seemed a little cautious: "It seems to be in the city, and I don't know the details."

"You never ask what your mother's name is? Even if you were ignorant when you were very young, you had already entered middle school and had excellent grades. How could you never ask your mother's name? What did your grandparents' family do? Which university did your parents study together? How old were you when they were in a car accident? In which city did you have a car accident? Have you ever seen a photo of your mother? Is this person really there in my memory?"

Zhang Ling: “…”

A series of questions sounded a bit aggressive, but very realistic.

In particular, he paused for two more seconds and said coldly: "That's not someone else, it's the parents who gave birth to you and raised you. For a child who has never felt the love of his father and mother, what he most hopes for is news about his parents. And you, you just don't know anything about it. Isn't that strange?"

Ling Lie had such an experience when he was a child, so he understood the orphan's desire for family affection.

The same is true for Qingrong and Qinglan. When they were young, they had no parents or fathers around them. They would constantly fantasize in their hearts. Qinglan and Qingmu even chased Mu Tianxing and kept asking about things related to their fathers.

Even if I can’t see it, I want to know what kind of person my parents are.

Want to know their names.

Want to see their photos.

But Zhang Ling didn't know his mother's name, and had never even seen any photos, nor did he take the initiative to ask, ask, and search.

Zhang Ling couldn't argue, and his hands were shaking even harder under the table.

Seeing this, Qinglan grabbed one of her hands and held them in her palm, and then looked at Ling Lie: "Father! It must be because her grandmother doesn't want her to know about the family affairs, so she never said it."

Ling Lie suddenly turned his head, supported his temple with one hand, and asked lazily: "Is that true?"

The private room was silent.

Suddenly, Ling Lie stood up and sat down, looking at Zhang Ling: "If you have any difficulties, you can tell me now. I will give you, and only give you this opportunity!"

Zhang Ling's pupils shrank slightly!

She shook her head, then held Qinglan's hand back, and began to choke sadly: "I, I don't understand what your father is saying."

Qingrong looked at Zhang Ling thoughtfully, and Ling Lie seemed to be waiting.

But two minutes passed and she said nothing.

"That's it!" Ling Lie finally got up, but this time he said to Qing Lan: "Go back."

"Father! Lingling is a good girl. Can you not treat her like this? She doesn't want to be adopted, nor does she want to..."

However, Qinglan tried hard to fight for what she wanted, but was interrupted by Ling Lie halfway through her words!

"Did you forget what you said to me in the car today?"
Chapter completed!