The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

A snowball the size of a fist hit her face, she only cared about hiding, but she didn't notice that several snowballs flew out of Leng Jinran's hands one after another, all of them were thrown towards her head.

When the endless snow fell from the tree and was almost buried into a snowman, Lin Weiwei realized that she had been tricked.

Yelling Chao Leng Jinran chased after him. The quiet and lonely plum garden was filled with a lot of warmth and sweetness because of the laughter of the two of them.

Back in the room again, Lin Weiwei's face was already flushed red from the cold.

The gloves were soaked in snow water, ten fingers were like carrots, and even a pair of feet seemed to be unconscious.

Sneezing wildly while shaking her head to shake off the snowflakes, the phone rang, and when Lin Weiwei answered the phone, she felt her ears buzzing.

In the next moment, Zhao Qing's curses came from the phone.

"Ling Weiwei, did you do it on purpose? You already got the Ling family and forced me to divorce your father. What else do you want?"

"Ling Weiwei, where did you get my Xinyue?"

With the shrill roar and Zhao Qing's anxious cry, the smile on Lin Weiwei's face gradually faded away.

"First of all, I have no interest in whether your daughter is dead or alive. Because she has no value to me, so I can't hide her."

"Secondly, don't you know why you and my father divorced? What does it have to do with me?"

"again……"

The sound was colder than the sound, and Lin Weiwei said with an angry face: "If you want to ask me to help you find Ling Xinyue, please be a little conscious of asking for others. With your current attitude, let me tell you, if I'm in a bad mood , the consequences will be serious."

After finishing speaking, without giving Zhao Qing a chance to vent, Lin Weiwei directly interrupted the call.

A few minutes later, the phone rang again.

After answering the phone, there was a burst of mournful crying, and Zhao Qing said intermittently: "Weiwei, please, please, because you are sisters, find Xinyue, please. I have already lost my husband, and I cannot I don't even have my only daughter anymore..."

"Understood, I will tell Zi Yang if there is any news."

Responding in a deep voice, Lin Weiwei hung up the phone and submerged in the water.

In the evening, Leng Jinran's Maybach drove out of Graceland and drove all the way back to Yujinghaoting.

After entering the door, Lin Weiwei's cell phone rang.

Looking at the long string of phone numbers on the screen that were dialed up from the Internet, Lin Weiwei's heart instantly lifted.

"Hey?"

Looking at Leng Jinran who was adding firewood to the fireplace, Lin Weiwei took a few steps closer to him.

"Ling Weiwei, are you safe?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a somewhat hoarse male voice. At the same time, Lin Weiwei could clearly hear the sound of typing on the keyboard next to him.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Weiwei's eyes lit up.

"Ningxia, is Ling Xinyue in your hands?"

Asking straight to the point, and listening to the brief silence on the other end of the phone, Lin Weiwei knew that she guessed right.

Sure enough, after a deep laugh, the male voice on the other end admitted, "Yes, Ling Xinyue is in our hands."

Leng Jinran took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Ming Chuan. On the phone, the man seemed to have clairvoyant eyes, smiling calmly, "Ling Weiwei, I advise you not to bother, you won't be able to find us. "

Laughing wantonly, the man said in a gloomy voice: "Ling Weiwei, let's make a deal, how about it?"