The cute baby has arrived: the king of metaphysics

Rong Sheng frowned and stepped forward: "No, how do you speak?"

Rong Sheng was originally standing not far away, but after seeing Ling Qingfeng's fierce look and his uncle's sad expression, Rong Sheng couldn't hold it in any longer.

Ling Qingfeng looked much better after seeing Rong Sheng.

Mu Ziming ordered in a deep voice: "Xiao Sheng, step back."

Rong Sheng: "Uncle..."

Mu Ziming grimaced: "Back off!"

Rong Sheng always listened to Mu Ziming's words, so he nodded and said, "Okay, you lunatic, don't bully my uncle."

Ling Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, and a hint of bad humor flashed in his eyes.

"I just bullied him, what can you do to me?"

Rong Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "Be careful, I'll beat you up."

Ling Qingfeng sneered inexplicably, as if he had heard some joke.

Mu Ziming's face was warm and angry: "Rong Sheng, I tell you to stand down."

His uncle had already called him by his first and last name, which proved that he was really angry. Rong Sheng did not dare to say anything more and quickly stepped aside.

Ling Qingfeng looked at Rong Sheng in the distance, a faint light flashed in his eyes.

"Xiaojiu's children do listen to you."

"Xiao Jiu passed away not long after giving birth to Xiao Sheng, and Xiao Sheng's father also followed him. Xiao Sheng, a child who has lost his parents since he was a child, grew up with me."

Mu Ziming, who never talked much, patiently explained to Ling Qingfeng.

Ling Qingfeng sneered and looked at Mu Ziming with disgust and ridicule: "Mu Ziming, you are really rubbish. You can't even protect our favorite sister."

These words were a big blow to Mu Ziming. Mu Ziming's face turned visibly whiter.

Mu Ziming spoke with difficulty: "Xiaofeng, I..."

Ling Qingfeng interrupted the other party impatiently.

"That's enough. I don't want to see your hypocritical performance. Let me tell you, I will not forgive you."

After saying that, Ling Qingfeng turned around and drove away without hesitation.

Mu Ziming looked at Ling Qingfeng's vehicle getting further away, and the only light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

When Rong Sheng saw Ling Qingfeng leaving, he quickly stepped forward to help Mu Ziming.

"Uncle, that madman didn't do anything to you, right?"

Mu Ziming: "Xiao Sheng, he is your elder."

Rong Sheng: "Huh?"

Did he hear it wrong? Is that guy who looks younger than him his elder? !

"Xiao Sheng, you have to remember that from now on, as long as you are alive, you must pay attention to his activities. If he is not doing well, you must help him."

Rong Sheng was still in shock and did not react.

"Uncle, this..."

Mu Ziming sighed, and his straight back bent at this moment.

"Xiao Sheng, I'm sorry for him, but I don't have much time left, so I can only trouble you..."

Rong Sheng was stunned on the spot, Mu Ziming's words were like a bolt from the blue to him.

In his impression, his uncle has always been tall and in good health. Why did his uncle suddenly say that his time was running out?

Rong Sheng was a little at a loss: "Uncle, don't say that, I..."

Mu Ziming waved his hand and turned to leave: "Let's go, it's getting cold..."

Looking at his uncle's leaving figure, Rong Sheng seemed to feel his uncle's depression and vicissitudes of life.

Rong Sheng quickly chased after him and helped Mu Ziming walk home step by step.

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After Ling Qingfeng left, he did not return to Lanyuan, but drove to a deserted suburb.

Ling Qingfeng came to a tombstone. After paying homage, he sat and leaned against the tombstone.

He took out the liquor he bought at the roadside supermarket when he came here, raised his head and took a big sip.

Then, Ling Qingfeng seemed to have thought of something, lowered her head and laughed.

But he smiled and smiled, and a tear came to his eyes and fell.

"Mom, tell me, what should I do?"

Ling Qingfeng murmured in a low voice, as if he was asking someone else, but also as if he was asking himself.