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Chapter 147 Wrong, wrong

 Her purpose was to see how anxious Li Xiang was.

Xiaodouzi, who was lying on Li Xiang's back, was very confused.

Because the little guy doesn't understand the meaning of the word "rogue".

I personally think that the hooligan mentioned by Zhang Ling is a personal name.

Even more innocently, he kept asking in Li Xiang’s ear:

"Dad, Dad, what do you think is wrong with a gangster? You can't think about this gangster. He is a bad guy who everyone wants to beat. That's why mom is so angry. No, no, Xiaodouzi just doesn't understand. Dad, you

Just tell me."

Li Xiang was completely stunned.

Xiaodouzi can really cause trouble!

Fortunately, Zhang Ling finally couldn't hold back her unhappy mood after hearing Xiaodouzi's question.

Laughed heartily!

Xiaodouzi looked at Zhang Ling with even more confusion and asked:

"Dad, look, why is mom laughing? Is it because Dad is happy that you want to be a hooligan? No, I just thought wrong. This hooligan is a good person. That's why mom laughs. It's just this laughter that little Douzi can hear.

I feel a little scared.”

Because Xiaodouzi has never seen Zhang Ling laugh so much.

People have always been afraid of unknown things.

Zhang Ling's laughter was like a long-suppressed negative emotion that she wanted to completely release through this laugh.

Yes, it is the negative emotions towards Qi Diaozhe that have been accumulated for more than ten years.

Tonight she finally found an opportunity to release herself completely.

It seems that Zhang Ling has been restraining her negative emotions when she met Qi Diaozhe again at XX Hotel.

Just releasing it through laughter is a bit strange.

Could it be that she felt happy that she recognized what a scumbag Qi Diaozhe was?

Li Xiang doesn't know, probably even Zhang Ling herself doesn't know.

He really didn't know how to answer Xiaodouzi.

He just tried his best to comfort Xiaodouzi verbally.

It is said that Zhang Ling just thought it was ridiculous that he wanted to go rogue just now.

The curious Xiaodouzi was indeed no longer afraid, and asked inquiringly:

"Dad, who is the eldest sister or the eldest brother of Rogue? Can you introduce me to Xiaodouzi when you have time?"

Zhang Ling's laughter was about to subside, but when she heard Xiaodouzi's question again, she started laughing again.

"this……"

Li Xiang really doesn’t know how to explain?

The hooligan is not the big sister (big brother).

No, this explanation makes it even more unclear.

So he suddenly had an idea and said:

"Little Douzi, it's not time to get to know each other yet. Wait, I'll introduce you to him when you get older."

Although the well-behaved little Douzi still has doubts and endless curiosity.

After all, a big sister (big brother) who makes my mother laugh so much just thinking about her.

I feel that the rogue big sister (big brother) must have extraordinary magical powers.

So Xiaodouzi really wants to get to know each other.

Because she also wants to laugh heartily like her mother.

But when I heard what Li Xiang said, I had no choice but to feel a little disappointed and stop asking any more questions.

Probably it takes too much effort to laugh.

Zhang Ling's body suddenly felt a little limp. She urgently supported Li Xiang beside her and managed to stand firm.

The depression in my heart for many years has been relieved a lot, and I have gained rare physical and mental comfort.

So he tried his best to suppress his smile.

"Rogue, no, Li Xiang, it's getting late, let's go."

Xiaodouzi listened to what Zhang Ling wanted to say to Li.

In my mind, I equated hooligans with Li Xiang.

I asked Zhang Ling and Li Xiang many times, but never received a response.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to be immersed in their own worlds and speculating about each other.

Like Xiaodouzi, Li Xiang was also curious about what Zhang Ling was laughing at.

It would be simple if it was because of the hooligan in Xiaodouzi's mouth.

But he felt it was definitely not that simple.

Zhang Ling, on the other hand, was a little worried and Li wanted to ask her why she was laughing?

I was thinking about what reasons I should use to dispel Li Xiang's doubts.

Because she didn't want Li Xiang to know that the reason he laughed just now was because of Qi Diaozhe.

But what surprised her was that Li Xiang never asked any questions.

Walking out the door of Disneyland.

A family of three was about to walk to the car when Zhang Ling tripped over something.

Looking back, I saw a homeless man lying on the ground with a newspaper covering his head and snoring loudly.

Li Xiang was worried about Zhang Ling and temporarily put down the little beans on his back.

The kind-hearted Zhang Ling was not angry. She took out more than ten yuan of change from her body and stuffed it into the homeless man's pocket.

When she got up to leave, a gust of evening wind happened to blow the newspaper off the homeless man's head.

Zhang Ling looked at this face in disbelief and asked:

"Mr. Mi, why are you here?"

Although the homeless man was unkempt, his unforgettable face was unmistakable to her.

The homeless man clearly heard Zhang Ling's cry, opened his frightened eyes, took one look, and immediately turned his back, and then said in a panic:

"Wrong, wrong, you recognized the wrong person. There is no president here? There is only a poor man without a home."

"wrong?"

Zhang Ling was a little surprised!

Li thought he had heard about Mr. Mi described by Zhang Ling, and glanced at the homeless man briefly. At the same time, he heard the homeless man's reply, adding that he was really tired today and just wanted to go home as soon as possible.

So he continued what the homeless man said and said:

"Mr. Mi? That's impossible. Zhang Ling, didn't you mean that Mr. Mi went back to Country H to report on his duties? The person in front of you looks similar at most."

"Yes, that's right, what this gentleman said is that I am definitely not the boss you know." The tramp quickly replied, yawned and urged, "Come on, come on, you guys, come on, don't disturb my sleep here.

so annoying!"

"Well?"

Li Xiang felt a little weird hearing this.

The street where the homeless man sleeps seems like his home.

Instead, he became an uninvited guest who was driven away.

"No, you are Mr. Mi."

Zhang Ling obviously felt that the homeless man was afraid.

What's more, he also exudes Mr. Mi's unique temperament.

Although it has been camouflaged by dirty clothes that smell sour.

But Zhang Ling was very sure that she was absolutely not mistaken.

The homeless man sleeping on the street in front of me is Mr. Mi.

"No, no, I'm telling you, madam, are you done yet? I'm really sleepy. Please don't disturb my sleep. Don't you understand human language? Come on, walk on!"

The tramp urged impatiently.

Zhang Ling felt more and more that the homeless man was Mr. Mi.

She insisted:

"I can leave. Now turn around and let me take a closer look at your appearance. Just make sure you are not the Mr. Mi I know. I promise to leave immediately."

The tramp sneered, still facing Zhang Ling and said:

"Interesting! If you want to see it, I have to show it to you. Madam, who do you think I am? Get out of here right away. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

As he said this, he grabbed something randomly and smashed it on the ground in front of her.

Li Xiang heard that such an arrogant tramp dared to speak to the woman he loved like this.

Anger suddenly burst out in his heart, and if Zhang Ling hadn't stopped him in time, his big feet would have landed on the homeless man's body.

The persistent Zhang Ling wanted to confirm the identity of the homeless man, so she had an idea and gave Li Xiang a wink and said:

"Oh my god, little flea, I think I saw someone robbing my money. What should I do?"

"Who, who is so bold, dares to steal money under my nose?" Li Xiang said loudly on purpose.

The clever little Douzi also knows how to cooperate and say:

"Mom, Mom, I think I saw your money put in the pocket of the man on the ground."

Xiaodouzi just explained the facts objectively.

Zhang Ling deliberately loudly said to the homeless man:

"Really? Li Xiang, you've got me under guard. I'll call the police right now..."

When the homeless man heard this, he subconsciously took out the money from his pocket.

broken!

what should I do?

If you pay back the money immediately, your appearance will definitely be seen clearly;

If you don't pay back the money, if you don't tell anyone if you are caught, there is still a risk of your appearance being revealed.

After careful consideration, the homeless man suddenly jumped up from the ground, dropped the money he found on the ground, and ran diagonally across the road.

At this time, Zhang Ling saw a car speeding towards the homeless man from a distance.

"Hey, Mr. Mi, Xiao..."

There was a sudden sound of brakes, and a pair of shoes on Mr. Mi's feet happened to fly down on the side of the road in front of her.

As the saying goes, a shoe is half a life.

Now it doesn't matter whether the homeless man is Mr. Mi or not.

Li Xiang is really a competent father.

When Zhang Ling suddenly remembered Xiaodouzi, she saw that Li Xiang had already pressed Xiaodouzi's head into his arms.

Xiaodouzi kept asking:

"Dad, Dad, are you going to play hide-and-seek with Mom?"

"Yeah, be good, little Douzi, don't peek. Now count to a hundred, and then I'll let you find your mother."



Zhang Ling didn't wait for Li Xiang to ask, she wiped away the tears that fell inadvertently on her face and said:

"Let's go."

She shed tears because she felt guilty that she had something to do with the homeless man's accident.

For this reason, she really wanted to go over and confirm whether the homeless man was Mr. Mi?

But for the sake of Xiaodouzi in Li Xiang's arms, she had to choose to leave silently first.

When we got back to the car, we found Xiaodouzi, who was counting, sleeping soundly.

Zhang Ling stroked Xiaodouzi's head with a smile and said, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, it will be a beautiful day when you wake up..."

These words are more like comforting myself.

As an adult and a woman, she was also frightened.

This was the first time she witnessed the entire process of a tragic car accident.

Li Xiang did not drive away immediately, letting her lean on his arms...

Early next morning.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she heard Yan Yuan staring at her and asking:

"Good morning, are you okay?"

She was a little dazed at first, thinking that it must be Li Xiang's big mouth who made everyone know what happened last night.

Then a trace of doubt appeared on his smiling face and he said:

"Morning, what can happen?"

Zhang Ling never expected that what Yan Yuan saw her say would become a high-frequency sentence pattern this morning.

I met my father one after another and Li Xiang had a tacit understanding with each other.

Even Qi Diaozhe, whom she least wanted to see, sent a greeting message early in the morning.

Weird!

Where did this lacquer carving philosopher come from?

Forget it, don't think about it anymore, it has nothing to do with her.

At today's dinner table, Zhang Ling said abruptly:

"Li Xiang, my dad has already come back, why do you still come to my house to make breakfast so early in the morning?"

The atmosphere around the dinner table instantly became extremely strange and uncomfortable.

Yan Yuan stared at Li Xiang blankly, wondering how he should answer?

Before, he expressed his willingness to come over and make breakfast for her from time to time.

She didn't raise any objection at that time, so when her father came back, she still ran to make breakfast early in the morning.

Did Li Xiang first think of her because of Qi Diaozhe?

Maybe this is because he is afraid that his first love will find out that a man showed up at home early in the morning.

It turned out that he couldn't fully enter her heart after all.

Because of the appearance of Qi Diaozhe, her heart was once again occupied by her first love.

Li Xiang slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands with a slight embarrassment and prepared to stand up and leave.

At this time, the father spoke:

"Lingling, your high school classmate who went abroad to study is back."

"What? That Qi Diaozhe is back! Zhang Ling, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"

Yan Yuan seemed even happier than Zhang Ling after hearing this.

The father glared at Yan Yuan unceremoniously and said coldly:

"Shut up! Tell you what to do? Just eat your food quietly. When you're full, get out and go to work. Don't be an eyesore here."

"Oh, I eat, I eat."

Yan Yuan is most afraid of her father's scolding.

I could only lower my head and eat the food.

At this time, Zhang Ling mistakenly believed that Li Xiang was the informant.

She glared at Li Xiang unhappily.

"No..." Li Xiang understood the reason for glaring at him. He felt that if he explained directly to Zhang Ling, it would definitely get darker and darker. He could only look at his father again, "Uncle!"

He tried to ask Zhang Ling's father to help clarify.

Fortunately, his father's heart is towards his.

"What do you want to do when you look at Li with that look? Don't always think about bullying honest people."

"He is an honest man! Dad, whose real father are you?" Zhang Ling complained, feeling aggrieved.

The father replied bluntly:

"I am the father of facts and the father of truth. Don't think that I don't know that little bit of Xiao Jiujiu in your heart. Do you think this is what Li wanted to tell me?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't him?" Zhang Ling said confidently.

She felt that from the time she met Qi Diaozhe again until now, only Li Xiang had the time and motivation.

The father asked calmly:

"Can't it be Qi Diaozhe himself?"

Zhang Ling opened her mouth in disbelief and said "ah".

Then, Li Xiang and Li Xiang looked at their father curiously and asked:

"when?"

Seeing the tacit understanding between the two, the father smiled happily and continued:

"Two days ago, I went out to buy groceries. This kid Qi Diaozhe suddenly appeared in front of me and specially invited me to have tea at XX Residence on Xinhua Street. He said that when he came back this time, he came specifically for you."

My father didn't say a word yet.

That was Qi Diaozhe demonstrating against his father and declaring war.

At this point, Zhang Ling had a smile on her face.

Suddenly I felt that Qi Diaozhe was not so heartless.

A flash of thought...

etc.

Two days ago?

Since Qi Diaozhe came back so early, why didn't he come to her directly?

Obviously, there must be a lot of moisture in the father's words about his special trip.

The father saw the smile flashing across Zhang Ling's face, and continued what he had said before:

"My classmate who I haven't seen for more than ten years is going to pursue you as a rich and handsome man who has returned home. Lingling, you must be happy now."

After listening to his father's words, Li Xiang looked at Zhang Ling with a worried look.

There was indeed a moment in her heart when she was extremely happy.

But she noticed Li Xiang's anxious gaze and deliberately avoided saying to her father:

"Why should I be happy? This kind of thing is very annoying to me."

Even though she said this, an uncontrollable smile still flashed across her face.

After all, women all hope to have happiness that is always held in someone’s hand.

Even this kind of happiness held in the palm of one's hand is only constructed with people's mouth.

Zhang Ling's sensibility cannot resist such happiness.

But she transcended the rationality of ordinary women and allowed her to calm down quickly.

I felt that Qi Diaozhe's so-called special trip this time was just to create that deceptive happiness for her with his mouth.

She has been deceived by Qi Diaozhe for more than ten years for this happiness.

She secretly warned herself that she would never be fooled again.

After hearing her words, her father smiled lightly at first, then looked at her seriously and asked:

"This kind of thing is really annoying to you. So you can vent your anger on Li Xiang for no reason just because you are upset. My dear daughter, do you have any conscience in doing this?"


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