Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Li Mo was the first to be unwilling, and if he took a step forward, he would get angry with Li Xing.

"I happen to have something to talk to the young master too." Ling Huanglou lived in Li Mo's arm and pulled him back, "Then I'll go with you, Xia Jie."

Xia Jie behind said "huh?"

"Accompany Fourth Young Master to skewer skewers, and be careful not to let him prick his hands." Ling Huang pushed Li Mo towards Xia Jie.

Li Mo was very upset, the dark clouds above his head wanted to shoot a few bolts of lightning.

"It's okay, I'll be back soon." Ling Huang smiled reassuringly at Li Mo.

In fact, I am still a little worried, Li Mo may not be able to suppress his anger, and may not really allow Ling Huang and Li Xing to talk alone.

But after staring at Ling Huang for a few seconds, Li Mo reluctantly nodded.

Ling Huang breathed a sigh of relief, and showed Li Mo a more gentle smile.

Then he was glared at by Li Mo, and he walked towards the chef who was skewering skewers next to the grill, went to the table where the ingredients were placed, and took a metal stick to look at it for a long time.

Although he was having a temper tantrum, Li Mo was in good condition, and Ling Huang was very relieved of him.

Followed Li Xing to a few thick trees, Li Xing went up the tree along the narrow stairs, Ling Huang followed behind him.

Entering the small tree house built on a tree branch, Li Xing pulled a cushion for Ling Huang, and he sat cross-legged on the floor.

"I want to apologize to you." Li Xing's expression was very tangled, "About Yin Xiaoxuan, the marriage contract between me and him was agreed by the elders of the two parents a few years ago. I don't have any thoughts about him. I will break the engagement. Give me some time."

"I don't want to talk about this with you." Ling Huang said, "I have no doubts about your relationship with Master Xuan, and I don't have any expectations about whether you will dissolve the engagement."

"Then you said you have something to talk to me?" Li Xing was a little confused, "Isn't it about this?"

"I want to ask the young master." Ling Huang looked in the direction of Li Mo from the big window of the small tree house, and he couldn't see anything because of the branches and autumn leaves. "Doctor Chen continues to treat the fourth young master. What's wrong with him?"

"Autistic." Li Xing frowned, "You are asking the question knowingly."

"No, Fourth Young Master is not autistic." Ling Huang picked up a fallen leaf floating in the tree house and twisted it in his hand, "You three brothers should all know this."

"...Have you talked with Xiao Yao?" Li Xing asked.

"I didn't talk to him, but he came to talk to me." Ling Huang smiled, "The Second Young Master has already handed over the Fourth Young Master to me. He knows he can't be a good brother, so he chooses to be a well-behaved son. "

"Can you make a choice so easily?" Li Xing sneered, "The objective fact is that we have elders at the top and younger brothers at the bottom, and neither side can be neglected."

"I can't neglect you, and I have neglected you for so long." Ling Huang also began to sneer, "The Eldest Young Master is a character who pursues efficiency, and it is better to keep the Fourth Young Master in a small can than him to come out and hang out in front of others. Always remind you What a sad and guilty past, huh?"

"What do you mean?"

"I just want to ask, what illness is Dr. Chen treating the fourth young master? Autism is not established. I have been with the fourth young master until now, and I know very well that he just refuses to communicate with people who don't want to communicate."

"Did he speak to you? Did he say it himself?" Li Xing asked, "Or can you communicate with your eyes and thoughts? Why do you judge like that?"

"Young Master." Ling Huang sighed, put away his unfriendly expressions and eyes, and said sincerely: "You know better than me, why do you still deceive yourself so much?"

Pass the leaves in Li Xing's palm.

Li Xing held Ye Zi and Ling Huang's hands together.

Ling Huang didn't struggle, he just looked into Li Xing's eyes, hoping to hear the most honest answer from his mouth.

It was already dark, and there was only a small dim light in the corner of the study.

The night wind blows in, and the face and hands are cool.

"At that time, I was 13 years old." Li Xing finally opened his mouth. He gently rubbed his thumb on the back of Ling Huang's hand, as if to relieve the anxiety of telling the past, "Aunt Liu Mo was very good to me. But I I always feel that she destroyed the marriage between father and father, and I always... bully her. "

Ling Huang withdrew his hand.

Now that Li Xing has started to talk, he will continue to talk whether he shakes hands or not.

"The day before her accident, I scolded her, saying that she was..." Li Xing covered his forehead with his hand, "Shameless, mistress is a vixen, a vixen."

Ling Huang pursed his lips and sighed lightly.

It can be said that a 13-year-old child who opens his mouth to swear is very vicious, but Li Xing is the victim and victim of the failed marriage between Li Congli and Ding Ziyu. It is impossible for him to account for the person who gave birth to him. He cursed fiercely at the person who took his father's place.

"Father doesn't tell me, I actually don't know when my father and Aunt Liu Mo started." Li Xing raised his spirits a little, "But just do the math, my father divorced my father and married after half a year. Aunt Liu Mo, she gave birth to Xiao Mo right after she got married, so there must be an extramarital affair between them."

"How could I have thought that I could make Aunt Liu Mo feel wronged enough to commit suicide by scolding her a few times." Li Xing just found some reasons for himself, and the faint light in his eyes disappeared in an instant, "Up until now, I just want to It will be painful to think of Aunt Liu Mo."

Ling Huang remained silent. He probably understood what Li Xing was suffering from, but he really couldn't put himself in the situation.

Now his mind is full of Li Mo, Li Mo has done nothing wrong, Li Mo has provoked whoever he provokes, and he has been hated since he was born.

"No one in the family is willing to think of Aunt Liu Mo because of anything." Li Xing smiled weakly, "And Xiao Mo, he is selective and autistic, and the occasional violence is actually nothing, we will always just stare at her. His two morbid performances taught him, and he was never willing to mention the third point, which is also the real point."

"Li Mo can see Mrs. Liu Mo." Ling Huang's heart sank as if he was thrown into a few weights, "Doctor Chen is treating Li Mo's hallucinations."

Li Xing was very surprised, just for a few seconds, then he smiled wryly, "You even know this."

"If you don't take Diudi home, your father is afraid that it will aggravate Li Mo's illusion."

"Also said that I pursue efficiency, isn't your sentence more eager and forceful than mine?" Li Xing leaned sideways on the wooden wall of the tree house, "Ling Huang, what do you want to do with these things?"

"I want to take Li Mo away from you." Ling Huang stood up and put the cushion back to its original position, "You'd better not stop me, if you create resistance for me, I..."

"How are you?" Li Xing asked with a smile, "I'm really curious, why are you protecting Xiao Mo so much?"

"I'll take him away so that the rest of your family can live more comfortably." Ling Huang didn't intend to face the problem directly, "You don't have to be always shrouded in shadows anymore."

"Are you caring about me?" Li Xing couldn't believe it, "Could it be that you just listened to me and took Xiao Mo away for me..."

"Don't ask." Ling Huang pressed his index finger on Li Xing's lips, "You have Master Xuan, we just need to make it clear what we shouldn't say."