Niu Niu nodded in understanding, holding Xia Yinxue tightly as she boarded the flight out of London.
at the same time.
Jian Ying came down from upstairs and saw Ling Chenzhen busy in the kitchen with the servant. When he saw her coming down, he took off his apron and came to her, "My face still doesn't look good today, servant."
Auntie made a lot of blood-enhancing and nutritious food, eat more. After the meal, take a walk and continue to sleep for a while..."
Jian Ying hummed and looked at Ling Chenzhen gratefully, "Thank you, but I have something to ask you. Can you go to the garden for a while?"
Ling Chenzhen seemed to know what she was going to ask. He hummed calmly and the two of them went to the garden. Ling Chenzhen sat in front of her, "Do you want to ask about Xia Yinxue?"
Jian Ying nodded heavily, "Yes! She is your cousin. Why is Niu Niu your daughter? Do you really have one? Maybe I am nosy!"
Ling Chen looked at Jian Ying and smiled slightly, "No nosy, I should tell you. She is my cousin, but not related by blood. Her mother is my mother's former servant and a good sister. Then
She and I had a daughter because I was drunk that night, and then... by chance, she tricked me into taking medicine, and never thought that she would give birth to a baby alone. I am a man and should take care of Niuniu, after all she
There is my blood in your body.”
Jian Ying was a little surprised when she heard this. She didn't expect him to be so honest. She turned her head and said, "She is a good friend of mine. We met three years ago. When she was desperate, I took her to her boyfriend's house. A few days ago
It turns out you are the one who left."
Ling Chenzhen was slightly shocked when he heard what Jian Ying said, "She has been with you all this time? Why haven't I heard her say, can your boyfriend accept it?"
"Yes... He was very good before, he was respectful to me, and he loved me very much. But I didn't expect that now, but... I was imprisoned by her after I returned home last time. It wasn't until he came back today that I
I had a chance to escape." Jian Ying felt that her life could be said to be extremely miserable.
Ling Chenzhen patted her shoulder and said, "Let the past be bygones. Now you all need to calm down and resolve this matter completely later. Decide for yourself whether you want to go or stay."
"But I have nowhere to go. He is the only relative in the whole of London...I..." Jian Ying lowered her head and spoke with some sadness. At the same time, she was afraid that Ling Chenzhen would abandon her like that. After all, Xia Yinxue was here.
.
Ling Chenzhen smiled tenderly and looked at Jian Ying, "Fool, we will not abandon you. With Doudou and Xiaoyu here, are you still afraid that I will abandon you?"
Jian Ying was flattered and raised her head to look at Ling Chenzhen, "Meeting you is probably the luckiest thing in my life."
It is the saddest thing in life that An Qi or An Jing meet Ling Chen Zhen.
Now Jian Ying meets Ling Chen Zhen, but it is the happiest thing.
A different character will interpret a different story. This is how God has arranged it...
Ling Chen looked at Jian Ying blankly. At that moment, he felt that the woman in front of him really looked like Jing Jing, as if she was alive. She was just as stubborn.
Just as beautiful and moving.
"Do not worry……"
With Jian Ying, the whole mansion seemed to be full of life again.
……Dividing line……
Villa area.
Shura was half lying on the bed, with injuries on his head and back. The servants asked a doctor to bandage him at home, get medicine, and give him an injection. As a member of the British royal family, Princess Iss knew that he was injured.
Something happened, and he ran over regardless of everything.
Pushing the door open, she looked at him lying half on the bed, sticking out his tongue, "I told you a long time ago that that woman is not suitable for you, why didn't you listen? Are you suffering the consequences now?"
Shura turned his head and looked at Isi: "Why are you here? My temple is small and cannot accommodate a big Buddha like yours."
Isi was wearing a long silk dress, and she looked as beautiful as a princess. But she was indeed a princess of the royal family, and she was loved by thousands of people. Even the Queen of England held her in her palms and felt sorry for her.
Listening to what he said, Iss was slightly unhappy. She turned her head and snorted: "You are so unteachable. Do you think I want to see you? If it weren't for the sake of being so pitiful, I would
Will you help me?"
"If you don't want to send me off, walk slowly!"
Iss suddenly turned red with anger, stepped forward, and grabbed his arm arrogantly, "Just because of this, I can kill you. I really don't know how you have the ability to enter and leave the palace, and still take it for granted."
"
Yisi was born in a castle and never knew how powerful Shura was in London. Naturally, she didn't understand why he could freely enter and leave the palace and even meet the queen in private.
Shura did not turn his head to the side, with an extremely independent and arrogant look, "Auntie sent the princess away. I am tired and want to rest."
The servant aunt stepped forward and looked at Isi, "Princess Princess, let me see you off."
"Get out! I'm in a bad mood right now. If you don't want to be enslaved by me, just disappear!" Iss's temper is notoriously weird.
Shura never glanced at Isi...
In his eyes, Isi is just a girl who has not grown up.
He likes quiet, mature and intellectual women. Being together makes him feel particularly comfortable.
The servant aunt had no choice but to turn around and leave. The princess and the princess could not afford to be offended by servants like them. She had no choice but to leave angrily...
Isi walked up to Shura and touched his wound, "Oh, a woman who loves you can be so cruel, even if she doesn't accompany you to the dance, even if you lose face, she can be so cruel.
Is this the woman who loves you? Shura, you idiot!"
Shura grabbed Isi's hand, turned over and pressed the woman in front of him, "She is not the woman who loves me, so are you? Do you know how to please me?"
Yisi looked at Shura with charming eyes, "What? Have you figured it out and know how to accept this princess-like young lady in front of you? You are sensible, but I will not let you get it so easily. I am a pearl, not one of those
Bullshit!"
"Haha... It's a pearl! It's a pity that the pearl was stripped naked in front of my eyes, and I didn't feel anything at all. Get out!" Shura whispered to Isi!
Iss suddenly realized that this man had played with her. She grabbed his collar angrily and said, "I tell you, you will pay the price for playing with me! In this London, no one dares to do anything to me! Let's walk on.
Look!"
After saying that, Isi turned around and left with the lace bag in hand.
Shura looked at her back, bleeding. In his eyes, it was impossible for a little girl to do anything.
……Dividing line……
Morning.
Jian Ying carried the two children's bags and said with a smile: "Hey, mommy can take you to play today, but you have to do your homework when you come back, okay?"
"good!"
Ling Chenzhen originally wanted to accompany Jian Ying, but the company had a video conference to hold, so he had to stay in the villa.
Jian Ying drove to KFC to buy Coke and burgers, and then went to the theme park to play around. Finally, she sat down tiredly on a bench and kept panting: "Hey, you've had enough fun now.
My dad has finished his meeting, so we’re just going to have lunch together, okay?”
"good!"
Jian Ying held the hands of the two children and walked to the underground parking lot. When she was looking for the car keys, a cold light suddenly flashed and a cold voice shouted: "Jian Ying!"
"ah……"
Snapped……
The long whip struck Jian Ying's body mercilessly.
The burning pain completely woke Jian Ying up, and Xiao Yu was so frightened that she started crying.
Doudou, who was standing quietly, angrily picked up the steel pipe on the ground and hit the person's leg accurately, "Get out! If you don't get out, I'll call the police!"
The man in black clothes squatted on the ground in pain, looking at the three people in front of him, he could only leave in pain.
Although Jian Ying was in pain, she hugged Xiaoyu's body tightly, took the steel pipe in Doudou's hand, and asked fearfully: "Is everything okay? Don't scare me, Doudou..."
"It's okay. Mommy, get in the car. Do you know that person?" Doudou was so calm that people couldn't believe it. Is this an eight-year-old child?
Jian Ying said belatedly, shook her head, hugged Xiaoyu and Doudou's bodies and sat on the back seat, wiped her wounds, then started the engine and returned home.
Seeing Jian Ying's injury, Ling Chenzhen asked excitedly: "What's going on? Why were they beaten like this? Are Doudou and Xiaoyu okay?"
Xiaoyu and Doudou shook their heads and said, "Help Mommy apply the medicine."
Ling Chen sighed.
After Jian Ying watched the two children leave, she asked in confusion: "Someone suddenly came out to hit me just now. Doudou calmly hit me with a steel pipe, and I was fine. Doudou him..."
Ling Chenzhen knew that this child would definitely be exposed. He thought about it and said calmly: "Doudou received unique training when he was a child, so he knows a lot more than other children. Not only can he shoot, but he can also dissect."
"What? An eight-year-old child knows so much!" Jian Ying thought this was simply a fantasy. When an eight-year-old child faced such danger, he didn't cry, but calmly fought back.
Can you still shoot and dissect!?
Ling Chenzhen patted her hand, "Can you accept it? He just received unique training and is usually a well-behaved child. He has no violent tendencies, and he only does that to protect his mommy."
Through those words, she seemed to be able to feel how hard it was for Anjing to live with Doudou, otherwise such a young Doudou was so sensible and actually learned to protect his mother.
What a blessing...
Met such a family, unique people.
But.
She couldn't have other ideas because Ling Chenzhen belonged to Xia Yinxue.
I closed my eyes calmly, my eyelids were so tired. I fell asleep sitting on the sofa without knowing it...