At this time, there was a very inconspicuous courtyard on the outskirts of Huaiyuan City.
Yang Haoran was sitting on a deck chair, basking in the sun leisurely in the yard.
From time to time I hum a little tune, obviously I am in a good mood.
Ling Yurou put on a pair of black silk shorts, which highlighted her figure to the fullest.
There is a floral apron tied around her waist, and she is holding a cooking shovel in her right hand.
"Hey, Yang Haoran, it's time to eat!"
Yang Haoran lazily opened his eyes and stretched.
"I remember that we just had breakfast not long ago? Why do we need to eat again?"
Ling Yurou said angrily: "I served you three meals a day without saying anything, and you still find it troublesome. You really don't know how good you are when you are in a good place!"
"Yurou, how can you say that to Mr. Yang? He is a great benefactor to our family. What's wrong with asking you to cook a few meals? Even if you promise me your life, that's not too much!"
Ling Yurou's face turned red and she looked at Ling Fusheng coming out of the door with some trepidation.
"Dad, look what you are saying? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Ling Fusheng laughed, held the door frame with his hands, and looked at his daughter with a smile.
Judging from his complexion, Ling Fusheng was no different from an ordinary person. It was just that he had been in bed for too long and his body was weak.
The already thin face became more chiseled, and it was obvious that his breathing still seemed a bit heavy.
"What joke are you afraid of? If Master Yang is willing to marry you, it will be a blessing for our family!"
Ling Yurou blushed with embarrassment, glanced at Yang Haoran secretly, then twisted her butt and ran towards the kitchen.
"Ignore you, my meal is already ready anyway, eat it if you like!"
Ling Fusheng laughed again and then walked towards Yang Haoran.
"Mr. Yang, I feel much better today. I can't imagine that without your help, I would have died!"
"No need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank your daughter."
Ling Fusheng sighed: "I didn't expect that Yurou had hated me for so many years, but in the end she saved me.
Speaking of which, the reconciliation between our father and daughter is all due to Mr. Yang. I don’t know how to thank you!
If I can get back everything that belongs to me, I will definitely thank Mr. Yang!"
Just after he finished speaking, Ling Fusheng gave a wry smile.
"It's just that the current situation may never return to the past!"
"Hey, do you two want to eat? If you don't, I won't do it next time!"
Ling Yurou folded her hands in front of her chest and shouted angrily at the two people.
The two people smiled at each other and then walked towards the kitchen.
Ling Yurou calls it cooking, but her craftsmanship is something she cannot praise.
According to Yang Haoran's words, even if he can barely eat enough to kill people, it is not as good as the food he ate at Xiaoxianguan.
Ling Fusheng knew it in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. In order not to discourage Ling Yurou's enthusiasm, he even praised the delicious food against his will.
Yang Haoran didn't eat much at first. He took a few vague bites and looked at Ling Fusheng with a serious look. Jiuwei Novel Network
"Lao Ling, can you act?"
Ling Fusheng and Ling Yurou were stunned at the same time, looking at Yang Haoran with strange expressions.
Especially Ling Fusheng, whose cheeks twitched.
"Acting? I have never been an actor. I will only manage companies my whole life."
Ling Yurou couldn't help but ask: "Why do you ask this weird question? Do you think my father is in trouble, and you plan to let him work in your film and television company?"
Ling Fusheng looked surprised, then shook his head and waved his hands in embarrassment.
"Thank you very much for your kindness, Mr. Yang. I really can't act, so I won't go to your company to show off!
And things haven’t reached that point yet, it’s not that easy for the two of them to kill me!”
Yang Haoran had a black streak on his head, touched his nose, and looked at the two people strangely.
"You are really two fathers and daughters, what are you thinking?
I just asked a question, but you can think of so many things, I admire you!"
Ling Yurou blinked: "Then what do you mean?"
"Of course I'm helping you! In this situation, if Lao Ling walks out alive and kicking, not only will there be no benefit, but he will also be subject to crazy suppression.
But we can think of a way, don’t they all think that Lao Ling is dead? Then let’s pretend to be dead for once!”
In the Ling family manor, Ling Jinsheng and Ling Musheng were together again.
Ling Jinsheng, who has always been very calm, seems to be in a bad mood today, and it is obvious that you can feel the irritability in him.
"Lao San, didn't you say you have everything under control? How do you explain the current situation?"
Ling Musheng had a gloomy face and vicious eyes.
"It's just a little accident. I have mobilized all my power and will get him back as soon as possible!"
"Humph, it doesn't matter whether the person can come back or not. What matters is how the company's accounts are doing? And the changes to the agreement, there won't be any problems, right?"
"Brother, don't worry, I have personally checked those things, and there will definitely be no problems. Now that my damn second brother is back, legally speaking, everything in the company belongs to us, and we have nothing to do with him.
Of course, it is impossible to share the relationship with that stinky girl."
"That's good, but the person must be found as soon as possible. I just don't understand. What is that dead girl planning to do with a dead man?
I always have a bad feeling! Doesn’t she know something?”
Ling Musheng shook his head directly: "Impossible, that is the best neurotoxin in the Eagle Kingdom. The biggest advantage is that it cannot be detected, and it is exactly the same as the physical disease.
Even if she is from Wuchen Medicine, there is no possibility of detecting it. At most, she is just a suspicion, and there is no evidence for us to do anything about it. "
Ling Jinsheng still frowned: "It's better to be careful than to be afraid of ten thousand. It's best to find the person as soon as possible and then cremate him directly!"
Two people were discussing a dead man, but they didn't know that the dead man they thought was being trained in acting skills by Yang Haoran.
"Old Ling, make your expressions a little more exaggerated. Yes, pay attention to your facial expressions. And your movements must be realistic, so that people think of zombies at first sight."
"And you, Ling Yurou! Don't you claim that your makeup skills are very good? Is this what you mean by being very good?
This kind of makeup is not scary at all, it does look similar to a circus clown, so quickly try another one."
Ling Fusheng and Ling Yurou, who were wearing bloody clothes, looked at each other helplessly. Why did Yang Haoran look more difficult to serve than a professional director?
But having said that, the two people's acting is indeed a bit amateurish.
Especially the evil ghost played by Ling Fusheng, I feel that I can't let go at all. Even Ling Yurou can't help but want to complain!