Colorful night sky, fireworks blooming, festive streets decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, amidst the sound of firecrackers, a Maybach galloped through the festive streets and headed towards Qingfeng Lane.
After getting out of the car, he hurried to the fourth floor. When he saw a cardboard box at the door, his heart dropped and he took out the key and opened the door.
"Ling Kexin, Ling Xiaowei!" he called, but there was no figure anywhere.
The weather is cold, even the air in the house seems so cold.
Mo Ye's shoulders slumped, and sadness suddenly appeared on his handsome face... Fool, fool! Where would she take her brother on such a cold New Year's Eve?
He had already booked a table of wine and food for them in the hotel, and he hurried over just to take them to eat. But now, every family was reunited and the whole family was happy. At which angle did the shadows of their siblings fall?
?
Mo Ye held his cell phone. He really regretted confiscating Ling Kexin's cell phone yesterday. Now he couldn't contact her even if he wanted to.
Turning to look at the cardboard box at the door, he stretched out his hand and dragged it in, opened it, and saw that it was full of New Year's goods, including food and toys. It seemed that someone who "admired" her had sent it.
.
After flipping through it, Morye found no letters or notes left, so he resealed it and closed the door.
The city is very big and the night is beautiful. Snowflakes suddenly appeared in the sky filled with fireworks, and they were scattered and small, dotting the sky lightly over the city.
Mo Ye drove the car and kept scanning both sides of the street, but apart from the many vehicles parked outside the hotel, which seemed lively, many shops were closed, and no bustling crowds of people could be seen anywhere.
The snow gradually became heavier. Mo Ye held the steering wheel tightly, and his heart sank little by little, as if the snowflakes were falling to his heart, cooling and settling.
In the Bai family's apartment, Bai Leshan unexpectedly received a phone call. When she heard the other party's voice, her eyes lit up with joy, and her whole body began to tremble.
"Mo...Mr. Mo, happy New Year!"
I never imagined that he would call me on his thirties. Is this a good start?
Bai Leshan was a little unsteady in excitement, holding on to the door frame with one hand, her heart beating rapidly, waiting for Mo Ye's next sentence.
"Well, I want to ask you, did Ling Xiaowei go to your house?"
"Xiaowei?" Bai Leshan's heart clicked. It turned out that he was not looking for her specifically.
Her smile froze, and she twitched the corners of her lips, "You're not here. Didn't you say that the siblings spent time together? Why, they can't be found?"
"It's fine if he's not here. I just took him out to buy something and he disappeared in a flash. If there's nothing else, I'll look for him. Goodbye!"
Mo Ye said calmly and hung up the phone.
Bai Leshan lowered her hands melancholy and pursed her lips... Humph! What's so great, now they are like a family, and they took their siblings out shopping on New Year's Eve. He really is his, and it seems that she can be his fiancée.
Not considered happy.
Being a mistress is happiness.
Ling Kexin! Don’t be too proud, it’s not easy for you to enter a wealthy family!
"Shanshan, who is it?" Bai Haoming came out of the dining room and saw her leaning against the bedroom door muttering, and asked in confusion.
"Who else is there? It's your niece's man, the president of Mo Group, Moer Ye!"
"Him? Why would he call you?" Bai Haoming opened his eyes in surprise.
"Yes, yes," Zhang Sufen flashed out from behind him and looked at Bai Leshan with the same surprise, "Aren't you on good terms with Feilong? What, this President Mo also likes you?"
Bai Leshan curled her lips, and a hint of disappointment quickly hid in her eyes. She raised her head, proudly flipped her hair and said, "Who am I? Your daughter is not only beautiful, but isn't she very attractive?"
She twisted her waist and immediately received Zhang Sufen's response.
"Yes, yes, my daughter is endlessly charming!" She clapped her hands, her smile lines extending from the corners of her lips to her ears, and even her crow's feet stretched several times.
"Shanshan, don't get involved." Bai Haoming glanced at his daughter and reminded him.
"Dad, what are you talking about? I didn't take the initiative to call him. It was him who did. Besides, if it weren't for my cousin, More Ye would have settled with me."
"Well? Is Kexin so powerful?" Zhang Sufen asked strangely.
"Mom, you don't know, what she said about tutoring before was all lies."
"Then you mean that she has been with Mr. Mo for a long time?" Zhang Sufen's eyes widened, the brightness was comparable to the crystal light reflected by a chandelier, and she opened her mouth in disbelief, "This girl is not simple, I am on TV
I met Mr. Mo online, he is a little prettier than Fei Long, and he is the richest man here, Shanshan! How can you not compare with your cousin? "
Bai Leshan pursed her lips after hearing this. In addition to being unconvinced, a sour taste rushed straight into her brain... Can't compare? Huh, she just made a move earlier.
"Su Fen, how can you talk like this? Zhao Feilong is already annoying enough, and you still want your daughter to join a wealthy family?" Bai Haoming sat down on the sofa and gave both mother and daughter a dissatisfied look.
Eyes.
"You're just a country bumpkin and a stubborn old man. Which parent doesn't want his daughter to marry into a wealthy family? Just go with whatever is good for you, really!" After Zhang Sufen blamed her husband, she smiled again, took Bai Leshan's hand and walked into the room.
"Come on, come on, talk to your mother carefully, she will help you give advice..."
Bai Haoming stared at the backs of their mother and daughter and shook his head helplessly.
Yesterday, on the 29th of the New Year, he called Ling Kexin and asked her to bring Ling Xiaowei over to celebrate the New Year. But Ling Kexin refused, saying that she was celebrating the New Year at a friend's house and everything was ready, so she would not trouble her uncle.
When he asked who this friend was, Ling Kexin smiled and didn't say anything. Now it seems that this friend is Mo Ye.
Bai Haoming leaned on the sofa, watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV, and recalled a strange phone call a few months ago...
"Mr. Bai, I have evidence in my hand that you swallowed up your sister's three million. If you don't want Bai Yao to hate you and let the Ling siblings know about this, then you can transfer Ling Xiaowei to Huayao Foreign Language School.
, otherwise, be careful with your unclean hands!"
Bai Haoming was horrified when he heard this. He had lost more than one million in the stock market and owed another one million in debt from underground casinos. If he didn't use the money, how could he explain it to his wife and children?
His hands were not clean, but the three million at least kept the family safe. He also really took care of the Ling siblings and helped Ling Xiaowei transfer to another school.
But this strange voice often echoed in his ears in the middle of the night. It kept haunting him like a terrible nightmare, keeping him awake at night.
Now I think, if that man is Mo Ye, it might be a good thing if he really becomes Ling Kexin's man. At least, he is Ling Kexin's biological uncle in terms of status, so he will definitely not touch her.
As for the money, he will not be able to collect more than three million by then, and his sister Bai Yao will forgive him.
In a luxurious villa in the high-end residential area of Jiangbin.
The lights were bright, the wine and meat were fragrant, and the Ling Kexin siblings were sitting in the gorgeous restaurant, looking at a table of delicious dishes but not having much appetite.
"Eat, these are all cooked by the hotel's famous chef, try it, try it quickly!" Zhao Feilong ordered with chopsticks, smiling broadly.
Ling Xiaowei turned to look at his sister, and saw that she was silent and her eyes were indifferent. He turned back, glanced at Zhao Feilong indifferently, and swallowed.
Zhao Feilong twitched his lips, got down from the main seat, and sat on the chair opposite them.
"Xiaowei, come here, this is a big abalone, eat one." He picked up an abalone and put it on the small plate in front of Ling Xiaowei.
"Uncle, I don't want it, I want to go home." Ling Xiaowei shook his head.
"Come back after eating. Look, it's getting late... Hey, don't stand there, go out and set off fireworks for me!" Zhao Feilong waved to the two bodyguards at the entrance of the restaurant.
Soon, the sound of fireworks bursting out was heard outside, and beautiful colored lights flashed through the glass on the table.
"Xiaowei, let's eat." Ling Kexin seemed to have recovered from her distant thoughts. She picked up her chopsticks and picked up a dish and put it into her brother's bowl.
"Hey." Ling Xiaowei grinned, his eyes flashed, and he glanced at Zhao Feilong again.
Zhao Feilong beamed with joy, stood up around the Western dining table and kept bringing vegetables to the two siblings, smiling cheerfully. He was so attentive that he seemed to be a servant, while the person sitting at the table eating vegetables was the prince and princess.
.
Although he waited for a whole day in Qingfeng Lane, he stopped them in time when Ling Kexin showed up for the first time, and coaxed and lured them into the car and drove them to his villa in Jiangbin.
, he was still very happy.
After she was full, Ling Kexin asked her younger brother to go out to watch the fireworks, while she asked Zhao Feilong seriously: "Okay, I've finished eating, can you tell me the good news?"
Zhao Feilong paused for a moment, and Jier slowly put down his chopsticks, rubbed his hands, and said hesitantly: "That's it, I got your mother's phone number for you. It was a friend of mine from the United States who helped me."
He dug into his bag twice and finally took out a small note.
"Here, here's the phone number."
Ling Kexin's clear eyes sparkled, and her face had a bright look. She happily took it and saw a large string of Arabic numerals. She was stunned, and then asked Zhao Feilong: "Isn't this a mobile phone number?"
"Yes, it's your mother's office number."
"Then lend me your phone."
Zhao Feilong immediately handed over the phone, and Ling Kexin hurriedly dialed it. However, she dialed it over and over again, but no one answered.
"Why can't we get through?" she wondered, with an anxious look on her face.
"Don't be anxious, take your time." Zhao Feilong comforted. "It's morning in New York, and the person on duty is probably not here."
"Okay, then I'll wait." Ling Kexin held the phone, her heart like a dumpling rolling in boiling water.
When Zhao Feilong was looking for a topic, Ling Kexin would always respond with "hmm" and "ahhh", her attention was focused on the time, and every minute was too long for her.
Ling Xiaowei followed two bodyguards to set off various fireworks sticks and electric light cannons outside the house. His original worries were quickly washed away by the loud and beautiful fireworks that shot up into the sky. He happily smiled and ran in the snow outside the house.
, having a great time.
More than an hour later, Ling Kexin was sitting in the living room, staring at the LCD TV screen, but holding her mobile phone tightly in her hand. Finally, she waited until 9:30 pm Beijing time, and without waiting for Zhao Feilong's reminder, she
Unplugged this group of numbers.
After a minute of ringing, the other party picked up the ring. Ling Kexin's heart suddenly tightened. She heard that the other party was a man and spoke fluent English. Ling Kexin said hello to him excitedly and asked him in English where Bai Yao was.
where.
"Bai Yao went to Canada three days ago and will be back in a month." The gentleman on the other side spoke very warmly and politely.
"Do you know her mobile phone number?" Although Ling Kexin was disappointed, she did not forget the most important thing.
"She doesn't use her old phone anymore. She left with the boss of our company. She will change her phone number when she gets there. Miss, I don't know yet."
"Then can you contact me if you have time? Tell her that I am her daughter and ask her to call me." Ling Kexin immediately told the other party her mobile phone number.
"Okay, I will definitely."
After taking up the thread, Ling Kexin's excited heart still hadn't calmed down. She sat blankly on the chair, tears slowly filling her eyes.
Finally there is reliable news. Finally there is reliable news. My mother went to Canada. One month... is not too long.