Cui Ling changed into her usual clothes and took a bus to the hospital. She seemed to be a different life.
"Madam, where are you going?" the driver asked.
When Cui Ling heard this, he looked out the window, not knowing where to go.
Finally, she told the driver to go to the old house of Xia family.
More than half an hour later, I arrived at the old house.
Cui Ling thought that the old house must have changed. After all, it was auctioned by the court and may have been someone else's home long ago.
But when she got out of the car, she looked up at the house she lived in, and there was no change at all.
Both inside and outside are cleaned very clean, and the cherry blossom trees outside the garden are swaying.
Cui Ling staggered over, unable to believe it.
Did she remember that this old house was bought by Ruan Xingchen?
Ruan Xingchen has not appeared in her sight for a long time, so she didn't know that the house was bought back by Lu Nanchen a year ago.
"Who are you?"
The hourly worker who was cleaning the house saw Cui Ling, walked out and asked.
Cui Ling was stunned and came to his senses for a while: "I am the original owner of this house."
"Hasn't the owner of this house always belonged to the Xia family?" The hourly worker asked her a little strangely, "What is your relationship with Xia Shi?"
The house had been transferred to Xia Shi by Lu Nanchen. Xia Shi had not come back to live there, so he kept asking a hourly worker to clean the house.
Cui Ling read other messages from her words, and did not answer, but asked back: "What do you mean is this house from Xia Shi?"
"Yes, I'm the hourly worker she hired."
Cui Ling couldn't believe it, where did Xia Shi get the money to buy back the old house?
When she was stunned, the hourly worker said again: "Are you a Xia Shi's relative? Do you want to go in and sit? She will come here today."
Cui Ling did not refuse and walked in.
In the villa, there is no change in the decoration or the small accessories placed.
The only thing that changed is that there was an additional black and white photo of Xia’s father in the living room.
When Cui Ling saw the photo of Xia’s father, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of complexity.
At this time, a voice came from the door.
"Xiao Yi, today is grandpa's birthday. Remember to kowtow to grandpa later." Xia Shi bent down and said to his son.
Today is my father’s birthday. She worships every year and is just back to her hometown this year.
"Okay, I know." Xia Yunyi nodded repeatedly.
The mother and son walked in one after another, and what caught their eye was Cui Ling's thin figure.
Cui Ling looked at Xia Shi first, then his eyes fell on Xia Yunyi.
"Why are you here?" Xia Shi's voice was cold.
Xia Yunyi immediately protected Xia Shi, looking at Cui Ling with big eyes full of vigilance.
Cui Ling looked at the scene in front of her, for some reason that her throat was a little bitter, and she said, "Will I report it to you when I go home?"
"Own home?" Xia Shi smiled, "You forgot that you have auctioned this house. This is not your home. Please go out!"
After Xia Shi finished speaking, he said to Zhongdian, "Don't let anyone come in in from now on."
This was the first time that the hourly worker was angry when he saw Xia Shi, who had always been gentle, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes."
Cui Ling refused to go out.
"You are my daughter, and your home is of course my home! I have cancer now, so you should be responsible for raising me and taking care of me!"
Today is my father's birthday. When Xia Shi thought that she might be the murderer who killed her father, her eyes were full of chills.
She picked up the phone and called the security guard outside: "Give you three minutes to drive out the people in my house."
Cui Ling didn't expect Xia Shi to be so cruel. She was dragged out of the Xia family by the security guards.
It was drizzling outside.
Xia Shi asked Xiaoyi to stay in the room. She walked out and saw Cui Ling in a mess. She said: "You are not worthy of appearing in front of my father's photo."