Chapter 1836: I didn't kill your mother twenty-four
Xia Ximo on the side looked at Ling Yiche's hesitant look, and was slightly startled. She took a step forward, took Ling Yiche's hand, and said softly: "It's better to hold it, after all, your mother is there."
The memories of your father, you, and your family of three.
When can you take me, Xiao Tiantian, and our family of three over to have a look?"
Xia Ximo could see Ling Yiche's hesitation, so she just let him do it because she didn't want him to regret it later.
As soon as Ling Yiche heard what Xia Ximo said, he immediately put the thing away, and then looked at Mr. Ling. He didn't know what it was like in his eyes. He just looked at the thing in his hand. After all, he didn't know what to say.
What's good.
Mr. Ling looked at Ling Yiche as if he had accepted these things. He glanced at Xia Ximo with some gratitude, and then he felt a little tired and said, "Okay, as long as you are willing to accept those things.
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After hearing this, Ling Yiche replied coldly, "That's my mother's thing. What do you mean I'm willing to accept it? I just take back what my mother should have."
Even though Ling Yiche had followed that thing, his speech was still a bit harsh and very unpleasant, and he didn't have a nice word.
After hearing this, Mr. Ling was slightly startled and lowered his head for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Ling Yiche hated him after all.
But the death of his mother really had nothing to do with him. No matter how ruthless he was, he would never kill the woman his son liked. After all, his son was already dead.
Chapter 1569
How could he kill the woman his son liked?
That son was the son he had with the woman he loved. Even if he was dissatisfied with that son, that son was still the son he had with the woman he loved.
Therefore, he has always doted on his son very much.
Sometimes, even though he felt resentful and resentful, no matter what, he still loved his son.
How could he kill the son he gave birth to to the woman he loved the most?
However, at this moment, looking at Ling Yiche like this, what can he do?