The domineering president dotes on his little wife

Chapter 127 Maybe He Really Has Been Here

Ling Feng pouted speechlessly and retorted: "Hey, look, it seems that you know very little about your man! Could it be that he told you about it, and then your little head has amnesia again?"

Tang Qiqi didn't want to pay any attention to Ling Feng at all. She just looked at Ling Liting with a questioning look.

Ling Liting said in a serious tone, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Sleep on the street!"

Yan Zixin, who was standing next to her, burst out laughing. Even if Tang Qiqi was slow-witted, she realized that Ling Liting was lying and teasing her on purpose. Her little face immediately puffed up with anger, and she said angrily, "Ling Liting, are you bullying me too?"

This time, Ling Liting couldn't help laughing. During the interesting interaction between Tang Qiqi and Ling Liting, the group arrived at the airport smoothly. As soon as they got off the plane, a luxury private car came to greet them.

They came to the British castle that was like a majestic and mysterious temple. This luxurious castle stood quietly on the top of the mountain, like an ancient guardian.

It is built of extremely solid stones, majestic and heavy, exuding an ancient and solemn unique atmosphere. The appearance of the castle is extremely magnificent, and the towering towers seem to reach the sky, as if announcing its inviolable majesty to the whole world.

In the Ling family's manor in the UK, Ling Liting and Ling Feng returned to their home, and naturally had no special reaction; Fu Chen, as a man who had seen the world and had similar properties himself, naturally did not make a fuss; only Yan Zixin and Tang Qiqi stood at the door of the manor and kept smacking their lips, and Tang Qiqi even exclaimed: "Wow, my trip to the UK is really worth it, so worth it!"

The bodyguard leading the way rang the doorbell gently, and the butler quickly came to open the door. As soon as the majestic and solemn door opened, two long rows of servants lined up neatly, bowed deeply and shouted in unison: "Hello, Master, Hello, Second Master!"

This scene really frightened Tang Qiqi. She quickly jumped behind Ling Liting and asked belatedly, "Ling Liting, this, this, is this your home?"

"What else?" Ling Liting asked with a smile.

"Ling Liting, this is too luxurious! Have you grown up here?" Tang Qiqi was really shocked by this extremely luxurious castle.

When they stepped into the castle, they were even more amazed. The spacious corridor was covered with gorgeous carpets, and their footsteps echoed in it, as if they were a wonderful echo through time.

The castle garden is like a dreamland, with exotic flowers and plants competing for beauty, gurgling streams and exquisite fountains interweaving to form a magnificent picture. Looking out from the height of the castle, you can see the surrounding beauty, a magnificent and magnificent scene that is fascinating.

Tang Qiqi looked at the scenery in front of her, as if she was in a fairyland, like a dancing butterfly with a light figure, walking, jumping, and spinning happily, and from time to time she made bursts of clear and pleasant laughter like silver bells...

Yan Zixin was pregnant and had a big belly, so she couldn't make big movements. However, her love for this place was clearly written on her face. Moreover, she not only loved this place, but also had a very strong sense of familiarity...

She whispered softly to Fu Chen beside her: "Chen~ I feel like I'm hallucinating. Why do I have such a strong sense of familiarity? It feels like I've been here before? Isn't it weird?"

"Maybe he has really been here?" Fu Chen looked at Yan Zixin with a meaningful look.

"That's impossible. As far as I can remember, I've always lived in China, okay? I've never been abroad, so how could I have been here?"

"Maybe it was when you had no memory of it?" Fu Chen asked tentatively again.

"That's impossible. My parents... not to mention that they have never been abroad, even if they have, they wouldn't take me with them!" Yan Zixin couldn't help feeling disappointed when she thought of the Yan family's parents!

"Okay, okay, don't think about those people and things that make you unhappy!" Fu Chen quickly changed the subject. He knew that some things were not suitable for Yan Zixin to know now.

As Yan Zixin was walking, she saw a small swing in the garden. As soon as her eyes touched it, she was overwhelmed with strong emotions. She even forgot to ask Ling Liting, and walked straight over, sat on the swing and swung gently...

Ling Liting and Ling Feng looked at Yan Zixin from afar, their eyes already filled with tears, thinking to themselves: That little girl from back then is finally back...

Suddenly, a graceful and elegant woman who looked about 70% similar to Yan Zixin walked out slowly and shouted to Yan Zixin from a distance: "Daughter, my daughter..."

Before Yan Zixin could react for a moment, the woman had already rushed to her side, looked at her face, and burst into tears, shouting, "You're back, you're finally back... Mommy's sorry, Mommy's sorry..."

Ling Liting ran over quickly, grabbed his mother, and shouted at the servant beside him: "Hurry up and send the lady back to her room!"

The servants hurriedly sent Ling Liting's mother Feng Rong away. Feng Rong was still shouting unwillingly: "You bad guys, don't pull me away. I want my daughter. My daughter is back!"

Yan Zixin stared at everything happening in front of her in a daze. She wasn't scared, but she was still a little unreacted.

Ling Liting quickly explained: "Zi Xin, I'm sorry, did I scare you? My mother... since my sister disappeared, she has missed me too much, causing her mental state to be a little..."

Yan Zixin understood Ling Liting's words instantly, waved her hand to show that everything was fine, and asked with concern: "Is your sister... missing? Has she not been found yet?"

"Hmm!" Ling Liting replied ambiguously. Yan Zixin thought that they were talking about the sad things of the Ling family, so Ling Liting didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask any more questions. She just felt sorry for this lady from the bottom of her heart. After all, as a woman, she could understand that as a mother, she would go crazy if her child, whom she had carried for ten months, was still missing.

This little episode was like a breeze blowing by, and the group came into the castle and began to enjoy dinner. Ling Liting's father Ling Mo, as the host, naturally appeared at the table.

The maid beside her quietly took in everything in front of her, then ran to her room and called Ling Fang to report...