But when he was nearly five hundred meters away from the villa, Ling Yansen suddenly ordered to stop the car.
The car came to a sudden stop. Ling Yansen's face was expressionless. His eyes were as vast and dark as a black field, filled with monstrous anger. His knuckled hands straightened his tie, and the evil spirit between his brows was very strong.
He opened the car door with a bang and got out of the car with his slender and tall body.
The Italian leather shoes made a squeaking sound when stepping on the meadow. They were not heavy but had a strong presence, just like the owner of the leather shoes, who was domineering.
Lao Zhang was a little worried, so he quickly parked the car and followed.
The young master had been staring at the Jeep that he passed by for a long time. He also turned back. Old Zhang also remembered the special license plate number. It was the car that Jiang Henhan drove when the young mistress disappeared a few days ago.
Although the young master has ignored the young mistress these days and is indifferent to the public, secretly he always asks Lin Wencai to go to the hospital from time to time to ask the doctor about the young mistress. Naturally, he also knows that Jiang Henhan has been accompanying him these days.
With the young mistress.
At this moment, the son saw Jiang Henhan's car returning from the villa for no reason. The young master must have guessed some clues.
Ling Yansen walked lightly up the steps, took his fingerprints, and the door opened. He searched in his briefcase for a while and pulled out the key to the door inside. The knuckles of his slender hands turned white.
Qing Wu was looking excitedly at the many photos that Sister-in-law Wu had given her.
My hands couldn't help touching it. The poor baby in the photo had his eyes closed and was lying in the incubator. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully. His little face was wrinkled and his little hands were curled up into fists.
On both sides of the head, there are two short short legs, which are round and cute.
"Young lady, look, the young master looks so much like you. He will definitely be a handsome young man when he grows up. It's good to be as elegant and charming as the young lady. Boys, nowadays, the more handsome they are, the more popular they are."
Sister-in-law Wu looked at the tears that were about to fall from the corners of Qingwu's eyes, sighed and murmured.
Qingwu looked at her son and almost couldn't help but burst into tears. She couldn't believe it. The baby who had been in her belly for less than seven months was now lying alive in the incubator, growing bigger and bigger.
, not long after, he will open his eyes and call her mother and Ling Yansen daddy in a baby voice. Not long after, he will learn to walk, and then learn to use chopsticks. Slowly, he will grow to be as high as her knees.
…
Just thinking about it, the dreamlike happiness could overwhelm her.
"It would be better to be more like his father, but there is a hint of evil and evil in Ayan's handsomeness. It is not good to be too similar to him. In the future, he will be a philanderer, which is not good..."
Sister-in-law Wu smiled and nodded Qingwu's head. Her stupid and dull look really made her helpless, "Silly, as long as your temper is not as unpredictable as the young master, it will be fine. But I believe that with the young master in the little one, it will be fine."
By the side of the young master, the young master will definitely grow into a kind and sunny man, just like the third young master, but it is better to be stronger than the third young master. The third young master is kind, but he is also too kind, and his temper will probably suffer...
"
Before he could finish his words, there was a moderate movement at the door.
Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, Sister-in-law Wu was the first to change her expression, stood up, looked towards the door, and then her body suddenly stiffened.
"Wu Ma, who is it?"
She couldn't hear the answer. Qingwu also looked towards the door when Mrs. Wu suddenly breathed rapidly. Her eyes suddenly widened, and a warm smile condensed on her face like this.
The thin little face was extremely pale.
At the end of the corridor, Ling Yansen stood steadily.
Behind him was a lattice window, and large swaths of dim light beams flowed in from outside the house, floating around him, and perfectly cut off half of his silhouette. The remaining half was like a heavy iron mask that had just been poured with cold water, with firm lines.
Cold, frosty, and eerie, he looked towards the two people standing frozen in the room.
Although it is backlit, if you look closely, you can still trace every inch of his face.
But Qingwu's eyes were always white, as if they were covered with frost and dew, insoluble. His handsome and gloomy outline dispersed into a white mist in her eyes. The water vapor was billowing, and she couldn't see anything clearly.
.
But I know that he has lost weight.
He was already frighteningly tall, but at this moment, his increasingly slim figure was like a straight bamboo shoot. The suit still fit well, but because it was dark, it made his physique even sharper and sharper.
Her eyes hurt, and her heart hurt. Qingwu couldn't tell which one was bigger. The person she longed for was right in front of her, but she couldn't even muster the courage to walk towards him, as if there was a gap.
Falling from the sky, cutting off the road between him and her.
Ling Yansen didn't say a word, and his stern expression was very shocking, especially those sharp eyes that were as sharp as razor blades and emitted a sinister light. Wherever they landed, they would be frozen.
His slender figure moved, his long and beautiful fingers stretched out, and the wall lamp clicked on.
The sound and the sudden light startled the two people in the room. Qingwu and Sister-in-law Wu both trembled, feeling chills running down their spines under Ling Yansen's solemn gaze.
As soon as his fingers loosened, the briefcase fell to the ground with a thud.
Sister-in-law Wu was panic-stricken. She put on an awkward smile on her face and hurried over to pick up the briefcase on the ground. Her voice trembled uncontrollably, "Haha! Master, you are back! How is the young master..."
Her steps were long, her size 44 feet were slim and tall, with smooth and sharp lines, and she was approaching Qingwu step by step.
Qingwu stared, unable to conceal her morbid gaze, but flickered unsteadily. Before his formidable aura came over, she had already lowered her head in frustration, wrung her hands tightly, moved her lips, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's moan,
"...Ah...Ayan..."
Ling Yansen froze, something flashed quickly in his gloomy eyes, but it only lasted for a moment. He walked up to her, looked down at her yellowing noodles, and his face was completely cold, without any expression.
Suddenly, her eyes turned and fixed on the stack of photos in her hand. For a long time, her breathing sank.
He reached out and quickly pulled the stack of photos in Qingwu's hand. He was furious and his voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the villa, "Wu Ma! Who asked you to show Duoduo photos to her? Who allowed you to do this?
Did you do it? Ah! How did I tell you? Do you dare to make your own decisions just because you have been in my Ling family for so many years?"