The love of a wealthy family has changed, the scumbag president don't touch me

"When?" He frowned and asked the person on the other end of the phone.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Ling Zidi quickly sat up and looked at his stern side face slightly nervously.

Soon, he hung up the phone, held the phone in silence, and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

"What's the matter?" Ling Zidi frowned, looked at him with worried eyes, and asked cautiously.

He slowly raised his eyes to look at her, frowned and licked his lips in embarrassment, hesitantly said, "Fourth Mom..."

Ling Zidi's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly realized something, and asked with a tense voice, "What's wrong?"

"Passed away."

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In the black and white mourning hall, there are wreaths made of white chrysanthemums, and there is a sad atmosphere in the air.

Maybe it was because they didn't deliberately make it public, so there weren't too many people who came to mourn the funeral, they came and went in twos and threes, a little deserted.

Yu Zilin was dressed in linen and filial piety, her eyes were red and swollen, and she knelt by the side of the mourning hall, crying with her head bowed, while burning paper money in the brazier.

In such a sad atmosphere, Ling Zidi couldn't help but her eyes turned red. After offering incense and offering sacrifices, she turned her head to look at Ling Zilin who stood up tremblingly with Tang Wenhuan's support.Going up, gently took Ling Zilin's hand, "Fifth Sister, my condolences will change."

"Thank you..." Yu Zilin choked with sobs and nodded to Yu Zidi, her voice was already hoarse because of crying, it was not like her own.

Ling Zidi turned her head to look at the photo of the fourth wife, sighed heavily, and said regretfully, "Hey, it's a pity that Xiao Ba didn't have time to come back to see the fourth mother for the last time."

Hearing this, Ling Zilin felt even more sad, and suddenly covered her mouth tightly and cried and fell into the arms of her husband Tang Wenhuan, tears welling up like springs.

Tang Wenhuan frowned, hugged his wife distressedly, and patted his wife's trembling back with his big hand, silently comforting her.

"I'm sorry, Fifth Sister, I shouldn't have mentioned it..." Seeing Ling Zilin crying so sadly, Ling Zidi immediately felt guilty, and hurriedly apologized with red eyes, "You have to take care of yourself, Xiao Ba will definitely come back .”

"I hope he can come back before Mom is buried..." Yu Zilin broke down in tears.Thinking of the scene where the mother tightly grasped + her hand and called Xiaoba before she died, it is beyond sad.

"Yes, I will!" Ling Zidi nodded vigorously and comforted her.

"Brother, Xiao Jiu, thank you for coming." Ling Zilin looked at Ling Ziqian and Ling Zidi with tears streaming down her face, and said sincerely with sobs.

They are all grown-ups, so how can they not know right from wrong? Although the closest relatives are the most important in everyone's heart, Ling Zilin also deeply understands that in the final analysis, it is their four spouses who are wrong first...

"You should, Fifth Sister, don't cry, take care of your body." Ling Zidi patted Ling Zilin's hand, trying to comfort her as much as possible.

"En." Yu Zilin wept and nodded.

"Then we'll go back first, let me know if you need help." Ling Ziqian held Ling Zidi's shoulders and said softly to Ling Zilin and Tang Wenhuan.

"Okay, thank you, brother." Tang Wenhuan nodded, hugging his sad wife even tighter.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Ling Ziqian and Ling Zidi left together.

Under the comfort of her husband Tang Wenhuan, Ying Zilin gradually stopped crying.After her sad mood improved, she left her husband in the mourning hall to greet the mourning guests, while she walked towards the inner room where the ice coffin was parked.

Just as she walked to the door, Ling Zilin suddenly heard a familiar voice resounding in the air.

"Ran?"

Ling Zilin frowned slightly, and very lightly pushed open a crack in the door, through which she saw her brother Ling Zihan who was on the phone.

I saw his tall body standing in front of the ice coffin, lowered his voice very low, almost gritted his teeth and said to the phone: "I don't want to listen to useless explanations, get me back immediately!"

The next second, he hung up the phone, and then punched the small square table beside him hard, making a loud bang.

He covered his face with frost, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "A bunch of trash!"

"Brother." Ling Zilin pushed open the door, looked at Ling Zihan's back, and called softly as she walked into the inner room.

Ling Zihan's sullen face returned to normal in an instant, and he slowly turned his head to look at Ling Zilin, then turned back to look at his dead mother in the ice coffin, without saying a word.

Ling Zilin walked to Ling Zihan's side, looked at her mother together with him, choked with tears, "Brother and Xiao Jiu just came here."

"Yeah." Ling Zihan had no expression on his face, and made a faint nasal sound to indicate that he heard it.

Ling Zihan's face was pale and exhausted, and it was not difficult to see that his mother's death had also hit him hard.Although I have already made good mental preparations, when this day really comes, the grief in my heart is still unbearable.

"Is there still no news about Xiaoba?" Yu Zilin looked at her mother's body, bursting into tears, and the more she thought about it, the more sad she felt.

Ling Zihan frowned invisibly, remained silent for two seconds, then shook his head lightly.

"Since there is no news about Xiaoba yet, why are you rushing to bury Mom?" Ling Zilin looked up at Ling Zihan, with a hint of disapproval in her eager tone.

Just now Secretary Qiang told her that her elder brother Ling Zihan had decided to let his mother be buried in three days.In fact, the date of the burial is not in a hurry, but the problem is that Xiao Ba has not been found yet, shouldn't the three brothers and sisters send their mother to the grave together after Xiao Ba comes back?

"If Xiaoba can't be found, why don't you let mom be buried?" Ling Zihan's face darkened, staring at Yu Zilin sharply, and reprimanded him in a rare and stern tone.

"How could it not be found? How could such a good person disappear out of thin air? Wait a few more days, and we will definitely find him!" Yu Zilin said anxiously with tears in her eyes.

"Do you know what it means to be buried in the ground? The living can wait, but mother can't wait!"

"It's ok! Mom can't let go of Xiao Ba the most. It's a pity that she didn't see Xiao Ba when she left. How can we not wait for Xiao Ba to send her off for the last time? Brother, please, wait a little longer God..." Ling Zilin tightly grasped + Ling Zihan's arm, sobbing and begging.

Ling Zihan turned his eyes, looked deeply at his mother in the ice coffin, and stroked the ice coffin lightly with his hand, as if he was stroking his mother's face, nostalgic and reluctant.A wry smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said distressedly: "She has been waiting all her life, but she always misses the happiness she deserves. Now that she is gone, I specially picked a good time to bury her. I only hope that she will have a good pregnancy in her next life, and she will not be tortured like this life again."

Although what he said was reasonable, she still felt it was wrong, "Brother——"

"In three days, the burial will be on time!" Ling Zihan stopped her coldly without giving her a chance to speak, and said domineeringly.

After speaking, he turned around and strode out of the house.

"Brother!" Yu Zilin looked at his leaving back and shouted angrily and sadly.

However, Ling Zihan ignored it and soon disappeared from her sight.

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In the dark and humid space, the dim light poured down, but it couldn't bring the slightest warmth, and the room was cold.

Ling Zicheng's face was cold, and he had been sitting in the same position on the dilapidated sofa since he was captured, racking his brains and continuing to think of other ways, making up his mind that he must escape.

Time passed day by day, and the worries and anxieties in his heart kept piling up with the passage of time.Especially yesterday and today, he was particularly uneasy, with a faint sense of ominous premonition...

After an unknown amount of time, with a creak, the iron door of the secret room slowly opened, and a tall figure walked in unhurriedly.

The moment Ling Zihan entered + entered the room, Ling Zicheng immediately jumped up from the sofa, rushed up and grabbed + tightly + Ling Zihan's arm, begging bitterly, "Brother, let me out Please--"

Before he finished speaking, Ling Zicheng suddenly saw that Ling Zihan was wearing filial piety on his arm, and his whole body was shocked, his face instantly became pale as paper.

"What's the matter, Mom?" He stared at Ling Zihan's tired face, unconsciously held his breath, and gritted his teeth fiercely and asked in a trembling voice.

Ling Zihan looked indifferently at Ling Zicheng whose eyes were already bloodshot, pursed his lips coldly, and remained silent.

Ling Zicheng grabbed + grasped Ling Zihan's lapel with both hands, and roared, "Ling Zihan, talk! What's wrong, Mom?"

"Let's go." The two light words, revealing endless sadness, slowly overflowed from Ling Zihan's mouth.

Ling Zicheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Ling Zihan in disbelief, his mind went blank.The strength in his whole body seemed to be pulled away in an instant, he slumped his shoulders, let go of Ling Zihan's lapel with his hands and let it hang down feebly, and staggered a step back.

Gone... Gone... Gone...

As if in a valley, these two words kept echoing in his ears, Ling Zicheng's eyes were red, and he couldn't accept it...

"Last night at [-]:[-]." Ling Zihan lowered his eyelids slightly, raised his hand to straighten the wrinkled skirt, and spoke softly.

Bang!

A fierce fist slammed into Ling Zihan's face without warning, accompanied by Ling Zicheng's grief-stricken roar.

"Ying Zihan, you bastard!" Ling Zicheng rushed up again and grabbed the lapel of Ling Zihan's clothes, yelling hoarsely, "Why don't you let me see your mother? Why do you?"

Ling Zihan didn't struggle or resist, but just looked at his brother who was emotionally broken, and didn't say anything.

"I've said everything and I will take it! I said I won't pull you out! Why do you keep me imprisoned here? Why don't you let me see my mother for the last time? Why?" Ling Zicheng held on tight Han shakes him vigorously by the hem of his clothes, complaining loudly, tears of sadness overflowing his eyes uncontrollably.

"Do you think I did all this because I was afraid of death?"

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The first update~~~