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

"Do you think I did all this because I was afraid of death?" Ling Zihan squinted his eyes slightly, with an extremely mocking sneer on the corner of his lips, and hummed lightly while looking at Ling Zicheng coldly.

"Then why are you? Why are you on earth?" Ling Zicheng grabbed Ling Zihan's lapel, screaming hysterically.

Ling Zihan covered his face with frost, stretched out his hands to pinch his younger brother's wrists, pulled his hands off his lapel bit by bit, and lazily said in a calm tone: "Stay honestly. Well, soon you'll know what I'm doing this for!"

Will find out soon...

Hearing that there was something in his words, Ling Zicheng faintly realized what he wanted to do, his heart tightened suddenly, and he cried out: "What do you want to do?"

Ling Zihan let go of Ling Zicheng's hands, and casually patted his chest with his eyelids slightly lowered, his face was abnormally cold, and he pursed his lips in silence.

"Ling Zihan, what else do you want to do?" Ling Zicheng was so anxious that he yelled in panic when he saw Ling Zihan who had an indifferent face.

"No matter what the story is, there must be an ending, right?!" Ling Zihan raised his eyes slowly, with a cold smile on his lips, and said softly in a lazy tone.

Ling Zicheng's heart twitched violently, he gritted his teeth and was silent for a few seconds, then he quickly grabbed Ling Zihan's arm, panting and said, "Brother, surrender yourself!"

Hearing this, the smile on the corners of Ling Zihan's lips became even colder. He slowly approached Ling Zicheng, smiled and whispered, "I'd rather commit suicide!"

"Brother!" Ling Zicheng's face turned pale instantly, and he looked at Ling Zihan with firm eyes in disbelief.

Ling Zicheng was very sad. He didn't know why things had come to this point. He had been living carefree for more than [-] years, and suddenly realized that his happiness and happiness were all based on his brother's pain and suffering. above.

The family gets along day and night, even though my brother doesn't go home often because of work, but in the recent period of time, he still discovered his brother's "secret"...

When he knew what his brother had done, he was not only shocked, but also blamed himself and felt sad.As things got more and more out of hand, he had no choice but to jump out and take the blame for his brother, hoping that his brother would be able to return to the right place when he lost his way.

However, his hope turned into extravagant hope after all...

Ling Zihan held a nonchalant smile, turned around slowly, and said sinisterly: "Of course, your brother is not such a worthless person. Don't worry, even if I die, I will finish what I have to do." .”

Ling Zicheng grabbed ~ grabbed Ling Zihan's arm, looked at him almost beggingly, and growled unbearably, "Brother! We are all one family, and the same blood is flowing on our bodies. What's the big deal about hatred? This kind of brother-in-law killing or even death?"

"You won't understand." Ling Zihan turned his head and glanced at his younger brother, and said coldly.

"Mom has already left, she won't want to see you like this, if you continue to be so obsessed, you will ruin yourself!" Ling Zicheng persuaded earnestly.

"I've been ruined a long time ago." Ling Zi said coldly, the sneer on the corner of his lips was faintly tinged with bitterness.

Ling Zicheng was startled, a trace of pain flashed across his eyes, he hastily persuaded: "Brother, there is still time, as long as you sincerely repent, Big Brother and Jiu'er will forgive—"

"Shut up!" Ling Zihan shouted coldly, staring at Ling Zicheng coldly, and sneered with the utmost contempt: "I never thought of asking for their forgiveness!"

"Brother, do you have to ruin your family to be reconciled?" Ling Zicheng yelled angrily.

Ling Zihan narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and the sneer on the corner of his lips was full of ~ a trace of sinisterness. After a few seconds of silence, he uttered a word very firmly, "Yes!"

"Yu Zihan, are you crazy?" Ling Zicheng took a deep breath, looked at his dear brother with wide eyes in disbelief, and yelled loudly.

"Well, I'm crazy, as long as you're not crazy..." Ling Zihan lowered his eyelids, tidied his sleeves carelessly, and murmured with a smile as if talking to himself.

"Brother..." Ling Zicheng looked at Ling Zihan who was still smiling, and felt more and more uneasy.

Ling Zihan pursed his lips hard, looked up at Ling Zicheng with a smile on his face, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said, "You can't run away, so don't waste your energy! If you don't stop, I'll let you sleep!" After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the door.

"Brother, you can't treat me like this... Brother, brother, don't go!" Ling Zicheng was startled, hurriedly regained his senses, and instinctively shouted to catch up.

Almost immediately, the two strong men following Ling Zihan stood in front of him.

"Keep an eye on him!" Ling Zihan ignored Ling Zicheng's call, and when he went out, he gave a very stern command to a man who was waiting at the door.

"Yes!"

"Brother! Brother!" Ling Zicheng shouted anxiously and angrily, watching Ling Zihan walk out of the door, and then the two men who stopped him also went out, leaving him alone in the secret room.He was so angry that he kicked the door hard and roared angrily, "Ling Zihan, let me out, let me out!"

However, outside the door, there was a dead silence.

… … … … … …

Even though Ling Zicheng was not found, the fourth wife was buried.

After attending the funeral, on the way back from the cemetery, Ling Zidi nestled listlessly in the passenger seat, with her small face tilted out of the car window, absent-mindedly watching the passing scenery outside, and remained silent for a long time.

Ling Ziqian was driving the car, turning his head to look at the sad little woman from time to time, feeling distressed and worried.

The two returned home in silence all the way, and when they walked into the hall, they saw the eldest lady sitting on the sofa with no expression on her face, motionless like a statue.

"Mom." Ling Ziqian took Ling Zidi's little hand, came to the sofa, and softly called out to the distraught eldest lady.

Hearing Ling Ziqian's voice, the eldest lady seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream, she suddenly turned her head to look at them, stared blankly at them for several seconds before she realized, and murmured almost inaudibly, " came back."

"Well, I'm back." Ling Ziqian nodded in response, and helped Ling Zidi to sit down carefully.

The eldest lady frowned slightly, and remained silent for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but asked softly, "Is everything going well?"

Ling Ziqian and Ling Zidi looked at each other, knowing that their mother was asking about the funeral.Ling Zidi licked her slightly dry lips, tried her best to smile, and nodded slightly to the eldest wife, "Everything is fine!"

Hearing this, the eldest wife secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of relief flashed across her eyes, her eyes blushed uncontrollably, she lowered her eyelids and murmured to herself, "That's good, that's good..."

Hearing the sadness and sadness in the eldest wife's tone, Ling Zidi reached out and gently covered the back of the eldest wife's hand, comforting silently.

Feeling Ling Zidi's small warm movements, the eldest lady raised her eyes to look at her, covered the back of her hand with her other hand, and patted it lightly, meaning that she was fine.

I have hated it for decades, and suddenly heaven and man are separated forever. If I say in my heart that I don't feel uncomfortable, it is a lie.

In fact, in the final analysis, the reason why she hated Miao Yiling so much back then was because she cared too much about that sisterhood.

Therefore, all hatred is born because of "care"...

People die, hate dies!

All the grievances and grievances will disappear with the passing of life!

Miao Yiling, have a good journey!

The eldest lady stood up slowly, and said with a lonely expression: "I'm tired, go back to my room and sleep for a while, don't ask me to eat."

With that said, he limped towards his bedroom with a cane.

"Mom..." Ling Ziqian was a little worried, and wanted to get up to comfort his mother, but Ling Zidi grabbed her.

He turned back and looked at her puzzled.She shook her head slightly at him, motioning him not to go.

Ling Ziqian frowned slightly, although he was not at ease, but finally heeded Ling Zidi's words and did not follow.

"Let aunt be quiet, the more you comfort her at this time, the more sad it will be." Ling Zidi tugged at his sleeve, raised her little face to look at him, and said.

Ling Ziqian sat down slowly, and while looking at the lonely figure of his mother drifting away, he stretched out his hand to gently wrap his arms around Ling Zidi's shoulders, and pulled her into his arms.

"Why can you and mom be so kind?" He sighed helplessly, looked deeply at the understanding little woman, and said with emotion.

He really felt that the two of them were very kind-hearted, and they were always so magnanimous to those who had hurt them. They were still so sad after the person who had done a lot of evil passed away.

If it wasn't for them, I'm afraid he would never forgive the people in the fourth room.

So kindness is contagious.

Because the little woman is kind, he is also willing to learn to forgive.

"It's not kind, it's just..." Ji Zidi frowned slightly, with a sad wry smile on the corner of her lips, her deflated lips said faintly: "Although they are hateful when they do evil, but when they suffer When it was time, it was so pitiful..."

When the word "poor" was mentioned, Ling Zidi couldn't help but her eyes turned slightly red, and she couldn't help but think of the fourth wife who was tortured by the disease and became skinny, and the fifth sister Ying Zilin who was crying in grief...

She didn't know why she was like this. When she saw how pitiful her fourth mother was, she couldn't help but feel sympathetic. She completely forgot the hurt she had suffered before, and how heartbroken she was when Dudu had an accident.

I really don't know if my soft-hearted personality like this is good or bad...

Seeing the little girl's eyes were red, Ling Ziqian was very distressed, quickly hugged her into his arms, kissed her eyes, stroked the back of her head with his big hands, silently comforting her.

Suddenly, a pleasant cell phone rang from Ling Ziqian's coat pocket.He gently opened the little woman in his arms, took out his mobile phone and looked down, the word "A Jun" was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone.

He pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear, "Hello, Ah Jun—"

"Hi!"

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The second update is here~~~Mushroom fans, good night~~~·