"Miss Tong, if it weren't for that bullet, just the word you used just now, I would definitely kick you out of the car!" Leng Lingtian turned around, looked at Tong Leya in the back seat, and smiled slightly, "
Don’t have a next time, don’t say it, I didn’t remind you!”
Tong Leya was so scared that she didn't even dare to breathe loudly. The young and strong man in front of her was laughing, but why did she only feel a stronger chill than the next?
She lowered her head, and Feng Hao's handsome face and tall and majestic figure appeared in her mind. She felt like a discomfort in her heart.
Why can't she get close to such a man? Why?
She remembered Xia Yucheng again. What is that woman’s identity? What is her relationship with Principal Lu? She racked her brains to think, but it diluted the sadness of losing her mother.
...
When he arrived at the funeral home, he saw Li Mulan lying in the ice coffin surrounded by flowers, Tong Leya was still sad and could no longer suppress her and started to rush forward.
Dad ran away with another woman, and mom died so unknown again. It seemed that she was the only one left in the world.
Endless sorrow and pain surrounded her layer by layer, and her crying sounded in the farewell room echoed.
Leng Lingtian looked at all this with a calm expression. He was used to being in the Fantasy Alliance, life and death, blood, conspiracy, and assassination. So he just looked at it, and he had no feeling at all.
"My mother...how did she die?" After crying for a while, Tong Leya slowly held the ice coffin and straightened her body. Her voice was hoarse.
"suicide!"
"How is it possible? How could my mother commit suicide?" She shook her head, unable to believe it.
Leng Lingtian went over to look at Li Mulan who had lost his anger and replied calmly: "Miss Tong, please feel sorry for me. See if there are any relatives and friends who need to inform you. A farewell ceremony will be prepared for your mother tomorrow. Relatives and friends can come here.
bid farewell."
Tong Leya's face turned blue and her lips were black and purple. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt panic and her eyes turned black, and her body fell to the side.
Leng Lingtian quickly stretched out his arm and held her: "Miss Tong, how are you?"
"Please! I want to see... Mr. Feng..." After saying that, she fainted.
...
Once again, Tong Leya felt that she was lying on a comfortable big bed. The familiar crystal chandelier in the middle of the room told her that this was the hotel she had stayed at last.
"What did the doctor say?" A man's mellow, low and magnetic voice came from his ears, which was Feng Hao.
Tong Leya was instantly excited and slowly turned her head.
Feng Hao stood by the window with his back facing the bed, and Leng Lingtian stood respectfully behind him and replied: "The doctor said that it is not serious to be too sad."
Feng Hao didn't say anything, turned his head and looked here, just in time he met Tong Leya's tears and beautiful eyes with some expectations.
"Mr. Feng..." As soon as Tong Leya opened her mouth, she felt extremely aggrieved and she burst into tears.
Feng Hao did not come over and his vision moved away.
"My mother... won't commit suicide...really, help me... help me find the real murderer...is it OK?" Tong Leya wanted to sit up, but the wound hurt so much.
"If your mother really dies in vain, I promise you and give her justice." Feng Hao turned around and walked towards the door.