love late bloomer

Chapter 126

Those deceptions and revenges were like dense thorns, cutting her all over with bruises.All these pains of hers were healed by Xiao Nan, so what right did he have to expect?

He was silent, and so was she.

Finally arrived in front of a villa, a European-style garden villa with blue tiles and white walls, the garden is full of red plants, and the blooming flowers attract beautiful butterflies flying among them, and the spring is full of spring.

"Here we are." Qi Ziyang got out of the car.

Yue Ran also got out of the car, watching Qi Ziyang walk towards the gate, she followed after her, and saw a doorplate hanging on the snow-white gatepost beside the white carved gate: Ling's house.Her heart skipped a beat at that moment, as if it didn't belong to her.

Qi Ziyang took out his mobile phone, his eyes were solemn, and his tone was particularly serious: "Uncle Ling, I am Qi Ziyang, and I brought a person to meet you, who you want to see very much, and who you have been looking for for a long time."

The other party seemed to ask someone something, Qi Ziyang glanced at Yue Ran before answering: "It's her daughter."

Then he nodded and hung up the phone.

"What the hell is this place?" Yue Ran's face became unnaturally pale, and the shock in his heart rippled like water ripples, slowly expanding and swimming in the blood.

"Ling family." Qi Ziyang said these two words heavily with his thin lips, paused, his eyes were broken and complicated.

"The Ling family? Whose family is it?" She asked anxiously.

Qi Ziyang pursed his lips, hesitating, when someone came and opened the door.

A middle-aged man, dressed like a housekeeper: "Mr. Qi, the master is here to invite you."

Qi Ziyang withdrew his gaze from Yue Ran: "Yeah. Yue Ran, you will understand after you go in. You know everything you don't understand and everything you want to know."

He walked in first, Yue Ran was stunned for a second, and then followed up. When he entered the living room, he could see the luxurious decoration in the room, elegant and meticulous down to the details, and elegance and nobility flowed everywhere.

The housekeeper took them all the way to the study room on the second floor. When he opened the door, Yue Ran could smell the smell of books all over the room. There was also a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, about 47, with black hair and shiny black hair. It's just that the temples are already gray, the thick eyebrows are like swords, sinking into the temples, the eyes are sharp, full of majesty.

His gaze has been locked on to Yue Ran since she came in. He scrutinized her carefully from top to bottom, so subtle that he didn't miss the slightest bit. His sharp eyes gradually softened, and the corners of his lips curled up in a pleasant arc.

Yue Ran was also attracted by the eyes of the middle-aged man, and when his eyes met, he felt a strange sense of familiarity emanating from Xinshi, and that comfortable feeling surrounded her layer by layer like the long-lost warmth.

Qi Ziyang walked in front of him: "Uncle Ling, she is Yue Ran, Zhao Mei's daughter."

"Like, it's too similar." As if he didn't hear Qi Ziyang's introduction, he said to himself, "Your name is Yue Ran, right?"

"Hmm." She nodded.

"You all sit down, what are you doing standing up." He greeted them enthusiastically.

Qi Ziyang and Yue Ran just sat on the sofa opposite him, the servant brought two cups of freshly brewed Longjing and then retreated, the tea was overflowing and pleasant.

"Don't be restrained here." He picked up the tea and took a sip, but his hands were shaking unsteadily. Although they were small, they did not escape Yue Ran's eyes, because she had been staring straight at his every word. language, every move.

She always felt that he had something to do with her, and her heart was tightly wound like twine.She wanted to know the answers urgently.

"Mr. Ling, you sound like you know my mother, Zhao Mei?" Yue Ran went straight to the point, not wanting to waste time, let alone waiting in this anxiety, she couldn't bear such torture.

Mr. Ling?His hand shook slightly, and some tea splashed out of the cup and landed on his hand.He was still steady, but the housekeeper was concerned: "Master, are you alright?"

Ling Zhiwen was absent-minded for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "It's okay."

He slowly put down the teacup, then raised his eyes to look at Yue Ran fixedly, with a hint of sadness in his voice: "Yes, I know your mother, is she okay?"

When Yue Ran heard him ask this, the soreness and pain in his heart surfaced, and he pursed his lips: "She has passed away, and it has been almost a year."

"She... died?" He asked back in surprise, the pain in his eyes was so obvious, his hands on his knees gripped his pants tightly, and the creases were dense, "How did she die?"

As soon as Yue Ran's eyes turned red, the moisture stinged his eyes.When she thought of her mother's death, she was too uncomfortable to speak.It was her fault that she didn't tell her mother about her divorce. If it wasn't her fault, how could she give Qi Ziyang and Wei Qian a chance to make their mother have a heart attack with anger.It is better to blame yourself than to blame others.

When Qi Ziyang saw Yue Ran like that, the pain in his heart was like waves crashing on the shore: "Uncle Ling, I made my mother so angry that she died of a heart attack. I am sorry for Yue Ran, and I am sorry for my mother."

"Mom?" He was startled, "Who do you say is your mother?"

"Uncle Ling, Yue Ran and I got married and divorced. I was the one who felt sorry for her. At the beginning, thinking of Ling Xue treating me like that, I got close to Yue Ran and married her with ulterior motives. In the end, I betrayed her." Qi Zi was deeply remorseful. , but it's too late, and it's useless to say sorry late, "I'm sorry for you."

He stood up and knelt straight in front of him, "I didn't listen to you and take good care of Yue Ran and Mom. I'm sorry for you. Uncle Ling, if you want to beat or scold me, I won't fight back."

Ling Zhiwen's eyes were instantly sharp as swords, and the veins on his forehead suddenly appeared. He raised his hand, waved his arm, and slapped Qi Ziyang's face loudly.The slap exhausted all his strength and knocked him to the ground.

Qi Ziyang got up without saying a word, straightened his back, knelt down in front of him, lowered his head, and once again endured his anger.

"Why is that? I told you everything not to let him and I hurt them, but to protect them from harm. It turned out that I was the one who hurt Xiaomei and my daughter." The pain in his eyes piled up. , crying blood, regretting, "Ziyang, you really let me down."

Back then, Qi Ziyang accidentally saw a photo of Zhao Mei holding half-year-old Yue Ran in Ling Zhiwen's private possession.Ling Zhiwen also admired Qi Ziyang at that time, and the two got along very well, and slowly told him about him and Zhao Mei back then.

He said that he had never seen their mother and daughter since he had someone secretly take this picture. Zhao Mei hid because she didn't want to see him. He could find someone to find her, but what's the use of finding her? Move like before.He couldn't give her anything, so he had to persuade himself to let go and give her a piece of peace.

(End of this chapter)