After looking at those people and quickly catching up, Yang Ling drove away quickly.
In a moment, he left those people far behind the car.
"Thank you." The girl smiled slightly at Yang Ling.
The blooming smile is as pure as a lily.
Yang Ling believed that if she washed the dust off her face and dressed up a little, she would definitely be beautiful.
She was not very old, only fifteen or sixteen years old. She was supposed to be studying in school and enjoying the best childhood. Unexpectedly, she was reduced to such a state. Thinking about it, Yang Ling couldn't help but sympathize.
"Who are they? Why are they chasing you?" Yang Ling asked.
"Bad guy." The little girl said vaguely.
Yang Ling was stunned, dumbfounded. What kind of answer was this?
"My name is An Sisi, you can just call me Sisi. What about you?" the little girl asked, blinking her eyes.
"Yang Ling."
"Yang Guang's Yang?" the little girl asked curiously.
"Is it a sheep's sheep?" Yang Ling rolled his eyes at her.
While he was talking, the car had already driven far away.
"They shouldn't be able to catch up. Where is your home? I'll take you back," Yang Ling said.
"Woooo..."
Hearing Yang Ling's words, the little girl suddenly burst into tears. The pear blossoms and the rain were so pityable.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Yang Ling cried and laughed, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't touch the back of his head.
"I...I don't have a home." The little girl choked and said.
"No home? Where are your parents?" Yang Ling asked curiously.
"Woooo..."
It was okay if Yang Ling didn't ask, but when he asked, the little girl cried even harder.
"Perhaps she was kidnapped when she was very young, so she doesn't even remember who her parents are?" Yang Ling thought secretly.
"I won't ask, I won't ask." Yang Ling sighed helplessly and said, "You don't know where your home is, what should you do? Otherwise, I will take you to the police station."
"I'm so hungry, can you treat me to a meal?" the little girl asked with her eyes blinking.
"All right."
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Yang Ling really couldn't bear it. It just so happened that her life experience also aroused the same feelings in Yang Ling. Wasn't he also without a father and mother? If Mr. Pang hadn't taken him in in the first place, I don't know.
What would he look like now? Maybe he had starved to death on the streets long ago? How could he be as prosperous as he is now?
Arriving at Yushan Restaurant, Yang Ling led the little girl in.
I don't know if it was because Yang Ling saved her, but the little girl trusted him very much and kept holding his arm tightly. Feeling the softness coming from his arm, Yang Ling couldn't help being slightly startled, and instinctively wanted to break free.
But the little girl held him tightly. Yang Ling could only sigh helplessly and let it go.
Maybe he was frightened just now. Yang Ling thought secretly.
Everyone in Yushan Restaurant naturally knew Yang Ling, so they respectfully welcomed him into the house and arranged him in the No. 1 private room of Tianzi.
After a while, the food was served.
The little girl immediately wolfed down the food, and she didn't know whether it was because the food in Yushan Restaurant was really delicious, or because she was really hungry.
Looking at her appearance, Yang Ling sighed secretly, feeling even more sympathetic in his heart.
"Don't you want to eat?" the little girl asked, blinking.
"I've eaten, you can eat." Yang Ling smiled slightly.
The little girl didn't say anything more, and quickly finished the food on the table like a storm.
"Is it enough? If not, order a few more dishes." Yang Ling asked with concern.
"Uh..." The little girl burped, patted her belly, and grinned, "So full."
While talking, there was a knock on the door. Then, Murong Feiyan pushed the door open and entered.
"Why didn't you tell me when you came?" Murong Feiyan said as she walked to Yang Ling and sat down. He glanced at the little girl, who quickly rushed to Yang Ling and held his arm tightly.
, looked at her with a timid look.
"Who is this?" Murong Feiyan asked curiously.
"I just saw her being chased on the road, so I saved her." Yang Ling replied simply.
"Are you uncle's girlfriend?" the little girl asked.
"Uncle?" Yang Ling was stunned, crying and laughing, is he that old?
Murong Feiyan couldn't help laughing, she pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Yang Ling with a rather teasing tone.
"Yes, I am his girlfriend, my name is Murong Feiyan."
"Murong Feiyan? Are you from the island country?" the little girl asked curiously.
"Murong is a Chinese surname, and I am a Chinese." Murong Feiyan smiled bitterly.
"Oh." The little girl responded, blinked at Yang Ling with her big eyes, and said, "Uncle, let me be your girlfriend too."
"puff……"
The tea I just drank into my mouth spit out in one gulp.
Yang Ling gave her an angry look, "Nonsense."
"If you don't take Sisi in, Sisi will be homeless." The little girl suddenly pouted her mouth, blinked her eyes, and tears were about to flow down again.
Murong Feiyan looked at him with a smile, as if she was watching a good show.
Yang Ling sighed helplessly. He hated to see girls cry. What's more, the little girl was so pitiful. Even if she was sent to the police station, it would be difficult to find her parents in a short time. She would definitely be arranged to live in a welfare home.
Although the conditions are good, it still lacks the warmth of home.
"Okay, you can stay at my house temporarily, and I will send you back when I find your parents." Yang Ling said.
"Thank you, uncle." The little girl's face was suddenly filled with smiles.
Yang Ling couldn't help being slightly stunned, almost suspecting that she was just fake crying.
Unfortunately, the words have been spoken, so you can’t just keep your word, right?
"Feiyan, please take care of her for me first. I'll go do some errands and come back to pick her up later," Yang Ling said.
"Is it convenient for her to live at your house? How about she live at my place first? Anyway, I am the only one living in my house." Murong Feiyan said.
"No, I want to live with my uncle." The little girl said firmly.
Murong Feiyan shrugged, noncommittal.
"You stay here for now. I'll pick you up after I finish my work." Yang Ling looked at her and said softly.
"No, don't leave me. I will go wherever you go." The little girl held on to him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.
Yang Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she was helpless.
"You can't get rid of this brown candy." Murong Feiyan leaned into Yang Ling's ear and smiled. Then, she turned to look at the little girl and said, "I'll take you to take a bath first and change."
Put on some clothes, okay?"
The little girl looked down, then looked at Yang Ling eagerly.
"Don't worry, I won't leave, okay?" Yang Ling said helplessly.
The little girl smiled happily and said, "Don't lie. Lying will cost you your front teeth."
After saying that, he let go of Yang Ling and skipped away with Murong Feiyan.