Qingyu was a little sad, but later realized that he had actually called Ji Xuehao like that, which was even more embarrassing.

She lifted her clothes and looked at her. She was like a child, with a flat body, and closed her eyes sadly and slept silently.

However, just after she fell asleep, her cell phone rang beside her pillow.

I took my little hand and saw that it was Ji Xuehao who called me.

Her little face turned red, and she felt that the phone was like a hot potato. She wanted to throw it away, but she wanted to hear the sound of his mountain spring ding dong.

After gritting her teeth, she went out to pick it up: "Hey!"

"Where are you?" Ji Xuehao's voice was very serious.

This made Qingyu feel a little uneasy and whispered: "Quinny Bay, in my own room."

Ji Xuehao was silent for a while and asked again: "Are you a lord in your family here?"

She didn't know why he called her, but just answered truthfully: "It's here, downstairs, the emperor's grandparents, fathers and mothers, and brothers and sisters are all there."

"Yeah, it's okay, goodbye."

"Well, goodbye."

The call ended like this.

She didn't understand why he called her, just as he didn't understand why she called him.

downstairs--

Zhang Ling and Luodiebu are still playing chess, but this time they did not mention the little gold medal. Luodiebu did not think about letting Zhang Ling go halfway, and Ni Xiyue came over.

Because if he continued, he would probably eat no leftover of the little girl's baby.

Mu Tianxing and Qingmu were both sitting quietly watching. Zhang Ling seemed to be chasing her chess way, but in fact she gave people a lot of room for counterattack and was very good at playing bluffs.

This reminds everyone of her way of confusing Beiyue Kingdom.

I'm afraid this child has suffered a lot in the past.

Ling Lie and Qinglan stared downstairs on the second floor for a while. Naturally, they couldn't see the scene on the chessboard clearly, but looking at everyone's expressions, they could guess some clues.

He raised his hand and patted his son on his shoulder: "Come here!"

Qinglan knew it, but she was also thinking about how to protect Zhang Ling!

After entering his father's study, he stood up straight, and his unruly spirit in the past became serious. Ling Lie sat at the desk and looked at him quietly, thinking that it would be a good thing for his son to truly grow up through this matter.

"Zhang Ling's eyes are purple."

Ling Lie was straight to the point. After saying that, he sat down casually, staring at his son's face with a faint concern and scrutiny.

Qinglan was a little panicked. He would not doubt his brothers. Thinking of the car he was taking today, he thought it should be a problem with Yunxuan or a problem in the car.

He stepped forward and looked at Ling Lie anxiously, and said, "So far, she has not done anything to hurt me. Father, I want to help her!"

"Yes." Ling Lie nodded. He could understand his son's thoughts very well.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at a report on his hand. He handed it over to Qinglan: "This is currently the best ophthalmologist and genetic expert in Ningguo. Take a look at the data on the cause of Zi Tong."

Qinglan picked it up and looked at it, her eyes flashed through the complex biology theories and jumped directly to the bold lines of text on each page.

One is a gene mutation.

One is purple-eye heterochromosis.

Ling Lie said: "These two possibilities that cause eye discoloration do not affect normal physical health, but the pupils are different. Therefore, you don't need to worry about Zhang Ling's physical condition."

Hearing this, Qinglan's nose felt sore, and he nodded vigorously: "Thank you!"

He kept it in his arms all day today and didn't tell anyone, but his father guessed that he was worried about Zhang Ling's physical health!

How can you not worry?

Purple pupils!

I heard that some liver cancer patients have deep yellow pupils before dying, close to green!

So is purple a terminal illness? This problem has been disturbing him all day.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put the information in his hand back, and once again took a regular step back, looking at Ling Lie: "What do you want to say when your father asked me to come over?"

Ling Lie is actually a little annoyed now.

I wanted to blame him for taking such a troubled girl home, but I couldn't say anything.

Sometimes things like fate depend on the will of heaven, and it is not something that can be controlled by humans. The feeling of love comes as soon as possible. He has always loved Mu Tianxing, so he naturally has a deep understanding.

Thinking of his son's sad tears, as a father, he couldn't make up his mind at all!

This feels like I knew Bella had a problem, but she still took Qinggui to the Shen family!

Ling Lie, I can’t bear to let my child go sad!

"Do you think there is anything that can confirm her identity or objects during the time you spend with Zhang Ling?"

He tried to ask out loud, just because he didn't want his son to react too violently.

Qinglan looked at him blankly, and every sentence he said was cautious in answering.

Ling Lie took his careful eyes and exposes it: "Don't think that the father is setting a trap for you. I am your father and will not harm you! You can answer whatever you know!"

Even though they spend time with Zhang Ling, Qinglan is inseparable from him every day!

They even shared a bed in the same room. Ling Lie was very relieved about the boys' education and they would not do anything to girls.

Therefore, if there is anything that can prove your original identity in Zhang Ling, only Qinglan is most likely to know.

Qinglan was silent, noticed his father's impatient expression, and said carefully: "But, you won't hurt me, but you will hurt Lingling."

Ling Lie rubbed her aching temple and blurted out: "If she hadn't done anything too much, her father can promise you not to worry about it!"

Qinglan said without hesitation: "But if she did something too much, can't her father forgive her for my sake?"

Ling Lie was a little angry, and his voice became gloomy: "If she did something too much, would you still want such a woman? Do you have any brains?"

"I..." Qinglan was silent.

Indeed, the women in the Luo family, whether they are bold, virtuous, arrogant, gentle, sunny, or like rain, are all kind without exception!

Qinglan's silence was exchanged for a cold snorkeling: "If you have been with her for six years and can't figure out what her nature is and dare not conclude that she is a kind person, then why should you worry so much now? Just leave her to you Uncle Xiao Qiao!"

"No!"

Qinglan raised her chin and said seriously: "I'm sure she is kind!"
Chapter completed!