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Han Ling suddenly raised her heart and covered her mouth with one hand for fear that she would scream out.

Eyes suddenly open wide, looking at the photos in the mobile phone, the blood color on the face instantly faded.

"Xiao Feng..."

"What happened." Master Ling looked flustered and got up in a hurry.

Take the mobile phone from Han Ling's hand. As soon as she sees the photo, she breathes quickly and covers her chest.

"Dad, Dad, are you ok? Pay attention to your health."

Xia Chunlin is very considerate to hold the old man Ling to sit down, this just saw the photo in the mobile phone.

"Ah --"

she screamed, "Xiaojiang, how can this happen, my Xiaojiang."

He threw himself into Ling Yiyong's arms and hugged him tightly. "A Yi, how could this happen? Save Xiaojiang, our Xiaojiang."

Han Ling, like a puppet, stands beside Ling Yiyong. Xia Chunlin rushes over and pushes her out.

She was wearing high-heeled shoes, and the whole person was still wandering. Xia Chunlin pushed her so hard that she fell to the ground.

Ling Yiyong looked at the heartache and quickly pushed Xia Chunlin away. He walked three steps at a time and helped her up.

"There was no injury."

Before she could answer, Xia Chunlin rushed up again and pulled Ling Yiyong over. She cried bitterly, "a Yi, what should I do now? Will Xiaojiang be ok? He has shed a lot of blood."

"Who did it? What would he do to Xiaojiang? My son, Wuwu."

"Ah Yi, just say a word. If Xiaojiang will die, what should I do now?"

Ling Yiyong was distracted by her, "can you be quiet?"

Xia Chunlin covered his mouth and burst into tears. "I'm afraid, a Yi. I'm afraid, sobbing."

As she said this, she threw herself into Ling Yiyong's arms again and burst into tears.

Han Ling has already sat on the sofa. She has a pale face and panic in her eyes.

She has nothing now. She has only such a son. She can't do anything.

She was upset. "Can you be quiet? Is it useful to cry? Is it useful to quarrel? It's better to think of a way to save people!"

She is so fed up with this woman that she just cries when she meets something!

Cry can solve the problem, not enough success, more than failure!

Xia Chunlin was stunned at first, then the whole person was angry and pointed to Han Ling, "of course you don't worry. It's my son who happened. You wish my son died, and no one would rob your son of property after that, right?"

"Xia Chunlin!" Han Ling suddenly stood up, her chest heaved with anger. At this time, she was still thinking about property, "my son has been tied up too!"

"As you can see in the photo, Ling Weifeng was just tied up, but my son was beaten up with blood! Han Ling, do you have any conscience? Your son is OK... "

"Enough!" Ling Laozi sits aside, the servant is helping him massage temple, by these two women quarrel head is big.

The crutches pounded on the floor. "Can you be quiet? It's just a dog's restlessness."

After his training, Xia Chunlin finally stopped speaking. Wei looked at Ling Yiyong with tears on his face and looked pitiful.

Han Ling rubbed her eyebrows and sat back on the sofa. "Sister Li, please contact the butler."

In the afternoon, it was the white housekeeper who sent the two of them to school. Now, the top priority is to find out what happened first.

She said as she took out her cell phone, "call the police first."

Father Ling looked at his two daughters-in-law. He always felt that Han Ling was too proud to be a man without Xia Chunlin. However, something really happened, and the two women stood up to each other.

In the end, Han Ling is the daughter of a large family. She is calm when she is in trouble and does not mess in the face of danger.

Xia Chunlin, on the other hand, is too small-minded. He has nothing to do except noise.

Well, why can't they learn from each other.

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