Yang Ling reached out and held Xiao Bingqing's soft hand, and shouted slightly excitedly: "Auntie."
Xiao Bing smiled sweetly, then put the lotus seed soup on the desk in front of him and said, "Are you still up so late? Is there something bothering you?" She paused and then said, "But I don't care about you.
If you have any troubles, just drink the lotus seed soup that my aunt cooked for you first."
Yang Ling nodded, picked up the lotus seed soup and drank it quickly, and then said sincerely: "It's delicious. Auntie, if only I could drink the lotus seed soup you cooked forever."
A trace of satisfaction and joy flashed in Xiao Bingqing's eyes, and then she said sadly: "What a silly boy. You will get married sooner or later. Can my aunt always be by your side in the future?"
Yang Ling said quickly: "No, aunt, I don't want to marry anyone but you. There is no woman in this world who can be even one ten thousandth as good as you."
Xiao Bingqing smiled slightly and said: "You are talking nonsense again. I am your aunt. Don't make fun of your aunt."
Yang Ling looked up at Xiao Bingqing, but he looked extremely serious. "Why should we care about these messy things? I only know that except for my aunt, I will never like other women in this life."
Xiao Bingqing's face turned red, as red as the morning glow, as if she was drunk. She was a little flustered for a moment.
After a long while, Xiao Bingqing suddenly changed the topic and said: "Xiao Ling, if something happens to you, please tell me. Maybe I can help you."
Yang Ling also knew that there was a hurdle in her aunt's heart, so she couldn't push it too hastily. She didn't dwell on the topic at the moment, so she told everything about her current affairs with Luo Jun. Yang Ling had been close to her aunt Xiao Bingqing since she was a child, so under Xiao Bingqing's control
In front of him, he could be as weak as he wanted and speak as much as he wanted without any reservation.
After Yang Ling finished speaking, Xiao Bingqing quickly understood the connection. "Xiao Ling, do you plan to continue sending people to kill Luo Jun?" Xiao Bingqing asked.
Yang Ling said in a deep voice: "Luo Jun must die. If he doesn't die, the golden sign of Laoshan Neijiaguan Disciple will be a joke, and I, Yang Ling, will also be a joke."
Xiao Bingqing pondered for a moment and said: "No, you can't continue to send people to kill Luo Jun."
"Why?" Yang Ling asked immediately.
Xiao Bingqing said: "This matter, if it went well. Lei Bao and Lin Dong killed Luo Jun, then all traces would disappear quickly. But now that Lin Dong is dead, Luo Jun is intact. You are at the Southern District Police Station
There have been traces left there. If you peel off the cocoon, all kinds of signs will make people suspicious of you. If you take action again, people in Yanjing will notice you. At that time, if there are high-level officials in Yanjing who want to deal with you, you will be in danger
.”
Yang Ling suddenly shuddered.
He knew that his aunt's analysis was very reasonable.
Over the years, Yang Ling has been very successful because he has done everything so well that everyone above and below him has nothing to say. But if his actions are too arrogant, it will inevitably make people uncomfortable.
Was Mr. Qiao from the Northeast crazy enough back then?
He overtook the leader's car in the Northeast, which attracted the leader's attention. In the end, it didn't take long before Fourth Master Qiao was uprooted in the Northeast.
Human power cannot compete with the state machine.
Yang Ling couldn't help but get confused and said, "Auntie, what do you think I should do now?"
Xiao Bingqing smiled slightly and said: "Xiao Ling, you are the smartest. Now you are just blinded by anger. Just calm down and think about it, and you will definitely come up with a solution."
After hearing this, Yang Ling fell into deep thought.
After a long while, he said: "Yes."
Xiao Bingqing said happily: "Tell me about it."
Yang Ling said: "Through various relationships, we tried to convict Luo Jun. After Luo Jun actually goes to prison, we will attack him in prison. If Luo Jun escapes, then it would be better for me to send someone to kill him."
Xiao Bingqing said: "Yes, this is the best. Don't rush everything."
Yang Ling thought about it and let out a long sigh of relief. He suddenly stood up, hugged Xiao Bingqing's waist, and kissed Xiao Bingqing's lips. "Thank you, aunt. If you weren't here,
Around me, I will definitely make mistakes often. So you can't leave me."
Xiao Bingqing suddenly blushed and said, "Let me go, auntie, you are such a big person, why are you still so young?"
Yang Ling chuckled. He just wanted to take advantage of Xiao Bingqing. After that, he let go.
Xiao Bingqing actually knew it well, and the two of them were enjoying and being ambiguous like this.
Xiao Bingqing stomped her feet slightly and said angrily: "No!" This stomping style was intoxicating.
Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned.
Xiao Bingqing turned and left.
There is an attic in Yang's mansion, which is similar to a castle in the air. The shape is beautiful and luxurious.
The attic is like a palace, and it is Xiao Bingqing's residence.
Yang Ling had put a lot of thought into this aunt.
Xiao Bingqing returned to the attic. The floor of the attic was covered with a snow-white swan feather blanket. When she stepped on it with bare feet, it felt so comfortable.
At this moment, there is no light in the attic.
There was darkness.
The first thing Xiao Bingqing did when she came in was to take off her shoes and step on them with bare feet. Then she took off her cheongsam, revealing her perfect figure underneath.
She is wearing a purple three-point style, and her figure is extremely beautiful.
But at this moment, her expression suddenly changed. Because she then discovered that there was a man sitting in front of the bed.
Just for a moment, her body flashed like electricity. In less than a second, she had already put on a set of purple pajamas and tied her belt.
"Why are you here?" Xiao Bingqing looked at the man in front of the bed with cold eyes.
The man in front of the bed looks to be in his twenties, but his hair is all white. He has a white crop and a black suit.
He is Xiao Bingqing's senior brother, Shura.
Shura smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Bingqing and said, "Junior sister, junior sister, your figure is really getting better and better. Even senior brother and I can't help but be tempted by you."
Xiao Bingqing's eyes flashed with anger.
Shura added: "But your cultivation seems to have declined a bit. I've been here for so long and you didn't even notice me."
Xiao Bingqing snorted coldly. She knew it wasn't that her cultivation level had declined. It was that her senior brother was too perverted. His cultivation level had reached the point of perfection, integrating with the space and the environment.
No matter where he is, he will make people feel right.
This is also the reason why Xiao Bingqing was unaware of it for a moment.
"Stop talking nonsense, what are you doing here?" Xiao Bingqing said coldly.
Shura smiled faintly and said: "Master wants you to go back. You have been running away for a long time. Is it possible that you are with your nephew? Can you afford to disgrace this person? Can the Yang family afford to disgrace this person?"
Xiao Bingqing's eyes flashed with anger and she said, "You'd better pay more attention to what you say."
Shura said: "You can do it, senior brother, can't I? You'd better go back with me obediently. Master has made arrangements for you to marry me. This is your life!"
"Don't even think about it!" Xiao Bingqing said coldly: "I will never marry you."
Shura chuckled and said: "Really? This is what Master means. If you go against Master's wishes, you can't say what the consequences will be! I ask you again, should you leave or not? If you don't leave, I will go back.
Report to Master."
A look of fear flashed in Xiao Bingqing's eyes. She pondered for a moment and said, "I will go with you to see the master."
Shura smiled with satisfaction and said, "That's right!"
Yang Ling went to see Xiao Bingqing as soon as possible the next morning. In the past mornings, he would sneak into Xiao Bingqing's attic early, and he would always see some spring scenery, or find the right opportunity to be with Xiao Bingqing.
A moment of intimacy. This was the moment Yang Ling enjoyed the most.
But something was different today. When he came in, he found that there was no one in the attic.
"Aunt?" For a moment, Yang Ling felt an unprecedented panic. He subconsciously felt that Xiao Bingqing had not gotten up to wash up. He quickly came to the makeup package and immediately saw a note on the makeup package.
The note was written in Xiao Bingqingjuanxiu's handwriting.
"Xiao Ling, my master has called me, and my aunt needs to go back. She will come back immediately after finishing the work, so don't hang up!"
Yang Ling's face turned pale. Even though he knew that his aunt was fine. Even though he knew that his aunt would come back, he would not be able to see her for a while. How could he endure the pain of missing her.
Yang Ling's aunt is mysterious and affectionate in Yang Ling's memory. When he was a child, his family was extremely strict with him. Auntie only appeared occasionally, and her school was very mysterious. Auntie loved him every time, and she even talked to him at night.
Take a shower together.
Later, he fell in love with his aunt. Her aunt always treated him the best.
He doesn't care about those worldly taboos, everything is bullshit, he just wants to be with his aunt.
Over the years, he has kept himself clean and has never treated other women with pretense, just for his aunt.
Not to mention this, Yang Ling carefully packed away the note. His mood this morning was extremely bad.
Afterwards, Yang Ling left the attic. He asked the housekeeper of Yang's residence to clean up the attic and not damage the decoration on the facade.
After doing all this, Yang Ling began to care about Luo Jun. In his heart, Luo Jun was a nasty fly. His aunt was his most important existence.
Yang Ling was having breakfast in the study room. He learned that Luo Jun was still being held in the detention room of the Southern District Police Station. Then, he asked his subordinates to pay close attention and manage all relations at the seaside. He must let Luo Jun
Go to jail.
It was also at this time that an unexpected phone call came in.
When Yang Ling saw the phone number, he was slightly startled, and then he became serious. Because the caller was Hua Tianlong, the retired director of the Municipal Public Security Department.
Although Mr. Hua Tianlong has retired, he has many disciples in the city and is very respected and respected by people. What's more, Mr. Hua himself is an upright man and has a reputation in the city and even the province.
Yang Ling naturally did not dare to offend Mr. Hua.
He pondered for a moment and answered the phone.
"Is it Mr. Yang?" Mr. Hua said with a hearty smile.
Yang Ling immediately said respectfully: "Mr. Hua, you are too polite. Just call me Xiao Yang."
Of course, Mr. Hua would not call Xiao Yang carelessly. He smiled and said: "Mr. Yang, I took the liberty of calling you today. I hope you won't blame me!"
Yang Ling said: "Where is it? This junior should visit the old man early. It is my honor for you to call me."
Mr. Hua then said: "Mr. Yang, you are too humble." He paused and then said: "I set up a table in the Watson Hotel for noon and wanted to treat Mr. Yang to a meal. I didn't know that Mr. Yang could
I can’t give you a face."
Yang Ling suddenly froze, and he immediately understood what was going on.
Huo Tianzong, the King of Wu of Foshan, must have found Mr. Hua and came to see him through Mr. Hua's relationship.
At this moment, of course, Yang Ling couldn't refuse Mr. Hua. He pondered for a moment and said: "Old man, I will definitely go to Watson Hotel at noon. But the premise is that I must pay for this meal. Otherwise, I won't dare to come!"
Mr. Hua chuckled and said, "Okay, okay, I will listen to Mr. Yang."
Yang Ling added: "Also, old man, just call me Xiao Yang. If you call me Mr. Yang, I feel like I won't dare to breathe."
"Hahaha..." Mr. Hua laughed.
Then, the two hung up the phone.
The humility on Yang Ling's face immediately disappeared, and a gloomy look and anger flashed in his eyes.