The rich man on the run: The gangster is so hard to get rid of

The day before Qingming Festival, Ling Tang called Shen Peizhi. She hoped to go out to visit the graves of her parents, brother and sister-in-law tomorrow.

Ling Nian and Ling Xiang's schools were also on holiday, so it seemed like a good choice to go together.

Shen Peizhi seemed to be in a good mood and agreed quickly. He also told Ling Tang that he could not accompany her because there were many things in the company, but he would definitely accompany her next year.

Of course Lingtang didn't want him to go, but in this special period, it was good that Shen Peizhi was willing to let her out.

Of course, bodyguards are indispensable. Lingtang has never seen so many bodyguards.

Dozens of cars were parked outside the Shen family villa, and bodyguards stood in a row.

When going out, Lingtang spotted Su Lan standing aside. She stopped and asked, "You want to follow too?"

Su Lan smiled slightly and said, "Boss, I don't trust you."

Lingtang turned around, with Teacher Cheng behind her, and Su Lan standing on her right. Further forward were countless well-trained bodyguards.

These people restricted her freedom.

Thinking of what he had to do later, Ling Tang's heart sank and his mind was spinning rapidly.

Su Lan reminded her kindly, "Madam, can we set off?"

His thoughts were interrupted, Ling Tang put away the displeasure between his brows and responded calmly, "Yeah."

The Ling family cemetery was chosen on a hill in the western suburbs. Mr. Ling bought it when he was young. Mr. Feng Shui said that this area is an excellent Feng Shui treasure land.

If buried there, future generations will enjoy the glory.

Thinking of this, Lingtang felt a little ridiculous.

Now it seems that the Feng Shui master is a liar. Grandpa should not have thought that the Ling family would end here in Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao and Qin Shuya failed to leave a child.

The Feng Shui treasure land may be fake, but the cemetery does have excellent scenery. Every spring, the mountain flowers bloom there, which is particularly beautiful.

Along the way, we passed a flower shop. The stalls outside the flower shop were filled with yellow and white chrysanthemums.

Lingtang raised his eyes and said, "Stop the car."

The driver in the front seat did not act immediately when he heard the order. He turned his head and looked at Su Lan, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Su Lan also noticed the flower shop on the roadside, raised her hand to signal the driver to stop, then turned her head and looked at Ling Tang in the back seat, "Madam, do you want to buy flowers?"

Ling Tang nodded and was about to get out of the car, but was stopped by Su Lan, "It's not safe outside. Just sit in the car and I'll go buy it."

The shooting case some time ago obviously left a big shadow on Su Lan.

After Su Lan got out of the car, she looked around and made sure the environment was safe before entering the flower shop.

Within a few minutes, the owner of the flower shop and his two young apprentices came out holding many bouquets of white chrysanthemums.

These white chrysanthemums filled the entire trunk.

As we approached the cemetery, it started to rain.

There is a section of the road where cars are not allowed to drive in, so you can only get out of the car and walk.

Su Lan held up an umbrella for her and reminded her gently, "Madam, the mountain road is difficult, please be careful where you step."

Lingtang walked on the muddy road, looking at everything around him and seeing something, his eyes gradually blurred.

However, within seven or eight years, all her relatives were buried here.

First it was her parents, then it was Qin Shuya, and then it was Ling Xiao.

Eighteen-year-old Ling Tang believed that death would only last a moment.

Later, she realized that the departure of her relatives was not a violent storm, but the long humidity of this life.

She will be trapped in this humidity forever, causing violent storms in every calm day.

Lingtang walked to the cemetery and found that all the tombstones had a bouquet of white chrysanthemums placed in front of them.

There were footprints on the ground, someone had already been here, and more than one person.

Su Lan looked around, her eyes darkened, and her voice was cold, "Madam, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

She was urging, and Ling Tang quickly showed his displeasure, "You just arrived, are you in a hurry to leave?"

"That's not what I meant," Su Lan quickly apologized after realizing that her words were inappropriate, "I'm sorry, madam."

"I'm just worried about the safety of you and your two children."

Women know women best, and Su Lan knew that Lingtang would certainly not put her two children in danger.

Ling Tang pursed his lips and said, "I will do it as soon as possible."

Occasionally, Lingtang added, "Please take them to the back. I want to be alone with the two children for a while."

When Ling Tang said this, his eyes were wet and there was sadness on his face.

Su Lan couldn't refuse, nodded, and warned, "Please be sure to pay attention to your safety."

Su Lan placed Bai Ju in front of the tombstone, and then left with Teacher Cheng and the bodyguards. Only Ling Tang and the two children were left in the cemetery.

Ling Tang walked up to them and wanted to hold their hands. Ling Xiang was very cooperative, but Ling Nian was a little reluctant.

"Niannian, are you angry with your aunt?"

For so many days, Ling Nian rarely communicated with her, and his attitude towards her was always lukewarm.

Ling Nian raised his eyes and looked at Ling Tang with a strange expression, "Aunt? Are you my and Xiangxiang's aunt, or our mother?"

Holding Ling Xiang's hand tightly, Ling Tang's body stiffened, and his lips lost color in an instant.

"How did you know? Did Shen Peizhi tell you? Or was it Teacher Cheng?"

She didn't deny it, and she couldn't deny it.

Ling Nian stepped back and looked at her with frightened eyes, "It turns out what they said is true."

After Ling Xiang and Zhang Zihan had a conflict, Zhang Zihan quickly changed schools.

Ling Tang's original intention was just to let Zhang Zihan transfer to another school, but Shen Peizhi was not someone to be fooled.

He used thunderous means to bring down Zhang Zihan's father's company in one fell swoop.

After such operations, the students in the school were successfully made to stay away from Ling Nian and Ling Xiang.

To put it nicely, keep a respectful distance.

To put it harshly, it is isolation.

The two isolated children had a hard time at school. They had no playmates and were the center of attention wherever they went.

That day, Ling Nian was going to the bathroom.

Next door, there was a conversation between girls in the same class.

"My mother said that the biological father of Ling Nian and Ling Xiang is the man named Shen."

"The man named Shen is very difficult to mess with. My mother told me to be careful and not to play with them."

"My mother said the same thing. Things in the Ling family are so messy."

"Yes, yes, my aunt is their biological mother."

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense, be careful if she hears it, hurry up, hurry up..."

An almost eight-year-old child doesn't know what despair is, but he already knows what sadness is.

With tears streaming down her face, she asked Ling Tang, "Whose child is Ling Xiang and I?"

Lingtang hesitated to speak. She wanted to say a lot, but she couldn't.

She sighed, "Nian Nian, this matter is very complicated, aunt... I don't know how to explain it to you."

"When you grow up, you'll understand."

Lingtang only hopes that time will dilute all this, and they will slowly accept Ling Xiao's death, just like they accepted Qin Shuya's death.

Ling Xiang didn't seem to know what happened. He looked at his sister who was in tears and felt a little distressed. He walked to her side and wiped away her tears.

"Sister, don't cry."

Ling Tang looked at the tombstones of Ling Xiao and Qin Shuya in front of him with a sad expression, "No matter what, they will always be your parents."

In front of Ling Xiao's tombstone, there were several bouquets of white chrysanthemums placed a little unevenly.

Ling Xiao has obsessive-compulsive disorder and the shirt he wears must not have any wrinkles. For this reason, he has hired several maids.

She squatted down, ready to take care of the white chrysanthemums, but the moment she squatted down, she saw the note inside the white chrysanthemums.

The note was not hidden very deeply, but it was a little obvious. She opened it and there was an address written on it.

Three o'clock in the afternoon, No. 158 Xiangyang Road, this is the address of the villa area where Gong Mi lives.

Zhong Xinyue set the meeting address at Gong Mi's house.

Yesterday, Uncle Lian planted a monitoring program in her mobile phone in front of her, claiming that it was Shen Peizhi's order.

Now, in front of that man, she has no secrets at all.

Text messages, WeChat, and voice communication records can all be checked by this software, making communication very difficult.

Yesterday, she vaguely revealed to Gong Mi that her phone was being monitored and that she would go to the Ling family cemetery tomorrow.

Gong Mi thought of using this method to tell her the time and address of the appointment. It was really smart, and he quickly understood what she meant.

When going back, Lingtang got into the car, and Su Lan told the driver to take his wife home.

Ling Tang said nothing and called Shen Peizhi.

Without waiting for Shen Peizhi to speak, she got straight to the point, "I want to go to Gong Mi's house to play."

Shen Peizhi's panting voice came over the phone. He seemed to be exercising, "Can you not go?"

She answered simply, "I want to go."

Shen Peizhi pondered for a moment, "Okay, give the phone to Su Lan."

Ling Tang gave the phone to Su Lan. Shen Peizhi didn't know what he said to her. She said yes repeatedly and then hung up the phone.

After Su Lan returned the phone to Ling Tang, she quickly asked the driver to change the navigation address to No. 158 Xiangyang Road.

"The boss said that Ling Nian and Ling Xiang will be sent back to the Shen family villa first."

Su Lan raised her wrist and glanced at the time, "It is now 12:30 noon. You need to return to the Shen family villa at 4 pm."

"Ah."

Shen Peizhi arranged everything for her and only gave her three and a half hours.

In Shen Peizhi's case, Gong Mi is considered a person with a criminal record.

Two years ago, Lingtang used the golden cicada to escape from its shell and made Shen Pei spin around.

Two years later, Shen Peizhi had a better memory, and of course he would not let her take advantage of him again.