Devil San Shao VS Third Miss

"Tang Yi hasn't come to work for three or four days. I don't know where he went." Xia Ningyu reported to Yu Anhen by phone.

Yu Anhen hung up the phone, then shrugged to everyone, "It seems we have to go to Fenglan."

Ling Xingsu's eyes darkened. Perhaps, this was the most decadent time in his life that he left in everyone's impression. He raised his head, "Grandpa..."

"Let's go to Fenglan first to have a look? Maybe the old man has left you something." Ling Xihan patted Ling Xingsu's shoulder lightly, and smiled with rare tenderness in his eyes.

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"Lemon, do you think it's okay for me to deceive them like this?" Xia Ningyu put Xia Lemon on her lap, stroked her head, and asked.

"Whatever you think, I don't care about the world of a group of stinky men." Xia Mengmeng played with the thousand paper cranes in her hand, and said indifferently, "It's just that the boy's eyes on the opposite side are very similar to my brother's... very beautiful …" She looked into Xia Ningyu's eyes, smiled slightly, and said.

Xia Ningyu was taken aback, "Is that so... Maybe we are the same kind of people in some respects..."

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"What did you say?!" Ling Xingsu's face paled instantly.

"I didn't lie to you. Old Tang passed away. Just two days ago, he said that his only regret was not being able to meet his daughter-in-law before he died." The steward shook his head stiffly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "He was buried in Xiaohou Mountain by us. He is really an old man who has lived a miserable life..."

Ling Xihan stared at those dim eyes, and frowned slightly.

Obviously in pain...why don't you cry out...cry out...it will feel better...

"I'll go...to take a look...Grandpa..." Ling Xingsu looked at the back mountain in a daze, gritted his teeth, and ran to the back mountain.

"I'll go take a look, Xuan, you guys go back first." Ling Xihan turned around and said to Han Yuxuan, he patted Han Yuxuan on the shoulder, "Don't make your father sad, Xuan... and Momo, let her Let's have a complete family, even though that person is not your mother..." After finishing speaking, he turned around and followed Ling Xingsu's footsteps.

Han Yuxuan watched Ling Xihan's back, and he sighed slightly.

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"Grandpa..." Ling Xingsu caressed the tombstone lightly. He gritted his teeth, his thin body trembling slightly. Ling Xihan watched from the side, not because he didn't want to cry...but because he couldn't cry at all...?

Despair, did his facial nerves collapse a bit...?

"Xing...Crying out and crying...It will feel better...Xing!" Ling Xihan grabbed Ling Xingsu's shoulder and shook it slightly. Ling Xingsu raised his eyes and looked at Ling Xihan, "When I was curled up in the corner , I’m in pain! My body, mind, and spirit are in pain! But… there’s nothing I can do! I can’t shed tears! Sure enough, I’m… different from normal people…”

Ling Xihan was speechless.

Suddenly, there was a slight sobbing sound from beside him, and he suddenly turned around, "Who's there!"

A middle-aged young woman came out gracefully and looked at Ling Xihan. The young woman looked haggard and tired, but she did not lose a trace of her spirit.

Ling Xingsu looked back.

"Xing... Are you a star?!" The young woman pointed at Ling Xingsu who had just turned back, and asked with a slightly trembling voice.

Ling Xingsu froze for a moment, "Are you...?"

The young woman rushed over and hugged Ling Xingsu's body tightly, "Xing... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Ling Xingsu's hand slipped slightly, as if the tense nerves finally relaxed at this moment, a drop of crystal liquid fell from the corner of his eyes, "Mom...?"