C234 (1/2)
”What?” In Leng Zhenbiao's study, after listening to the old man's narration, Leng Xiao widened his eyes and asked. Lan Shiling had actually contacted the kidnappers who kidnapped his father, and Yan Qingqing, including the disappearance of Xiao Hao, was related to these people …
How is this possible? Leng Xiao could not believe his ears. Did Lan Shiling really have the guts to do that? ” Daddy, could you be mistaken? ” Leng Xiao hurriedly asked Leng Zhenwei.
Leng Zhenwei shook his head and said, ”That won't happen, I think you'd better ask Lan Shi Ling about the next question. And I know where your doubts lie. If it was Lan Shi Ling from six years ago, I also believe that she wouldn't have done such a thing. But he has disappeared from our lives for six whole years.
Change? Even if it changed, it wouldn't change so much! This was too hard to accept!
”We have to pay attention to the facts. You also saw the text message, and you won't doubt my ears, right? I was born as a scout, so I turned into ashes. But I definitely remember the voice clearly. After all, they've locked me up for several days!” Leng Zhenwei took a deep drag on his cigar.
Leng Xiao shook his head, ”Daddy, don't say anymore, I beg you, don't say anymore, I …”
As he staggered out of Leng Zhenbiao's office, Leng Xiao felt as if the world was spinning around him. Lan Shi Ling, did she really change into such a cold-blooded, reckless person?
”That... This morning... Actually, I was wrong, I drew it for you last night... ”That …” As it turned out, Lan Shiling had been waiting at Leng Xiao's door all this time, so she had a good idea in her heart. She knew that dodging was not an option, and since she was excited last night, she started to have the idea of a prank.
”Pa …” A crisp slap landed on Lan Shiling's face. ”Ah …” Lan Shiling screamed. He actually … He had actually slapped himself in the face …
Before Lan Shiling could wake up from her shock and pain, Leng Xiao grabbed her by the hair, ”You …” Ah … ”It hurts, let go, what are you doing?”
Her voice became weaker and weaker as Leng Xiao dragged her into his study. She pushed against him as Lan Shiling stumbled and fell onto the sofa …
”His body hasn't even turned over yet. With a” chi la ”sound, his clothes left his body one by one …” ”Leng Xiao, don't, stop. I was wrong, okay? You even hit me, I beg you to let me go!”
Lan Shi Ling's eyes were filled with tears as she looked at the Cold Owl with grief. However, the Cold Owl's eyes were filled with anger, ”Begging me? Stop acting pitiful for me, will I fall for your trick again? Do you think I'm the biggest fool in the world, playing with me and my whole family time and time again, or do you want to play with us like monkeys? ”
”What are you talking about? I don't even know what you mean.” Lan Shi Ling cried and struggled. He was deliberately making her hurt, making her scream, making her tear her heart and tear her lungs apart …
It was useless to struggle, but this time, he was clearly different than before. It was as if he was tormenting her with a bellyful of anger. In the past, he did not have a specific reason to torture her, so it was likely that he was just on the spur of the moment …
If it was because of the makeup, then it would be unjustifiable for him to go too far. Furthermore, Leng Xiao was the type of person who paid attention to reportage. If it was because of the makeup, he would have found him no matter what, and would not have waited until now to take revenge on him!
Leng Xiao also felt the change in Lan Shi Ling. It was as if she had suddenly turned into someone who didn't have any reaction … He was just like a walking corpse …
”You are … Is a non-violent non-cooperative movement under way? You must know that this trick is not easy to use in front of me. You are not Gandhi, and I am not a British government … ” Leng Xiao pinched Lan Shi Ling's chin and said.
Eyebrows... Lan Shi Ling's attention was immediately diverted. What was she talking about? Do I have to tell myself history? He thought he was a professor, but unfortunately, he was not one. He was quite familiar with history, at least not making jokes that were not of high quality.