He cared so much about her that he wished he could hold her in his hands.
What she did was what she had to do.
What he behaves is also what he wants to behave.
Just like this moment, she was looking at the sick man in the wheelchair coldly across the crowd.
There is fleeting tenderness in his eyes.
"clang."
The elevator door opened, and Ye Zhenxin, wearing a suit, walked out proudly accompanied by a short old man.
Ye Qianshan turned a blind eye, with a napkin stuffed in his nostrils, and raised his head to smoke.
Ye Zhenxin didn't seem to ask what he meant, and went directly to Lingxi and said: "How do you want to let him go?"
Facing his biological father, Lingxi replied as indifferently as if he were looking directly at a stranger: "Exchange."
Ye Zhenxin said simply: "Which aspect?"
Lingxi said calmly: "The whereabouts of Su Mingkang."
Ye Zhenxin smiled, shook his head slowly and said, "I can't satisfy this request because I don't know where Su Mingkang is."
Pei Chuan said: "You don't know, someone in the Ye family knows."
Ye Zhenxin confessed: "It is true that Master Cien is a Buddhist elder, but he and the Ye family are not in a cooperative relationship. The reason why he is willing to sit in the Ye family and help protect the thirty-six luck lanterns in the ancestral hall is because he once owed the old man
A favor.”
"The Ye family has no right to force him to tell where Su Mingkang is. This is an indisputable fact."
"So unfortunately, I cannot complete your exchange."
Lingxi said mercilessly: "Don't use these vain excuses to deal with me. You only have two options."
"First, turn around and leave now. I will send the bodies of Ye Qianshan and Ye Xuwei back to the Ye family."
"Second, give me the answer honestly, and harmony will make you rich."
Ye Zhenxin said with an ugly face: "Such a reckless and crazy move will bring a lot of trouble to Kunlun. If you don't believe it, just try it."
"The Ye family has feelings for you. This is the karmic love given to you by your ancestors."
"Don't push yourself too far."
Lingxi confronted each other and said: "Ancestral affection? Do I have ancestors?"
"Yes, all the ancestors of Kunlun are worthy of me kneeling down three times and worshiping nine times in Lingxi."
"Ye family? My surname is not Ye. Why are you talking about cause and effect with me?"
Ye Zhenxin said with a serious expression: "Your flesh and blood are not naturally raised, right? Or do they pop out from the cracks in the rocks?"
Lingxi counterattacked: "My mother gave birth to me in ten months of pregnancy. I am just a piece of flesh that fell from her body. I have nothing to do with the Ye family or you."
Ye Zhenxin still wanted to argue, but the short old man behind him stood up and said with a smile: "We can't make the final decision on Master Ci'en's affairs, we have to ask the old man for his opinion.
"It's better to stay here for now and let us go back and discuss it later."
"Three days, I will give you a reply within three days."
Lingxi suppressed the murderous aura that filled his body and said casually: "Please, remember to inform Mr. Ye that the six luck lamps in Ye Qianshan's body are very good. I feel itchy after seeing them."
"I'm afraid that if I can't help but destroy it, the fate of the Ye family will be affected."
"after all......"
Lingxi raised her lips and smiled slightly: "After all, I have always dreamed of avenging my mother, and I can't bear to let go of such a God-given opportunity."
"You..." Ye Zhen's heart felt as if he was struck by lightning. His originally calm face was as pale as snow, and his brows were furrowed.
The short old man's light brown pupils shrank subconsciously and his chest heaved in disbelief.
Lingxi was very happy about the shock and surprise of the two people.
She walked up to Ye Qianshan in a playful manner, pushed up the wheelchair and said, "Three days, it's been a long time. I must stabilize myself."
"Well, I have to put some incense sticks on my mother and ask her what she thinks."
"I'm so afraid of losing my mind. Oh, it's annoying and nerve-wracking."
"Stop." Ye Zhenxin held his breath and pretended to be calm: "I agree to your exchange."
With that said, he took out his mobile phone and walked to the corner to call Ye Gang.
Five minutes later, he handed a newly written note to Ling Xi and left sadly.
