Ling Tianao was really furious, "You have no heart to repent until now! That is someone else's treasure, what does it have to do with you! You are a robber! You are a murderer and robbery! I don't bother to tell you!"
This man, he hates him more than Xia Zhisu!
Damn it tomorrow morning!
However, Xia Zhisu, looking at his face, forcibly buried this hatred in his heart.
The bitterness in Xia Zhisu's heart cannot be understood by others, how could he not know!
He also hates himself, especially for being Ling Chao's son!
Also as Ling Chao's son Ling Yue.
His own son!
At the beginning, Ling Chao kept saying that he spared Lingyue's life.
He went around.
However, Ling Chao ignored Ling Yue and let him destroy himself until he died!
Ling Tianao remembered what his mother said before he died, your father only loves himself, not anyone!
That's right!
Ling Tianao originally wanted to go to the study to deal with the company's affairs.
But seeing Ling Chao and Cui Shuli nauseated!
Turn around and walk directly out.
"Back to the old house!" Ling Tianao left a sentence.
Ye Luo immediately understood, and immediately went back to the room to tidy up things, and then asked him to move all the materials and computers in the young master's study.
"Master! Look at him! You bullied too much! This bullied you! Our son... and our son..." Cui Shuli brushed away her tears when she thought of her son.
After all, white-haired people give black-haired people.
Ling Chao hugged Cui Shuli, "Don't cry! People can't come back to life! Ling Tianao will leave if he wants to go! It just so happens that we can live here! Let the funeral of our son be done."
Ling Chao said too carelessly, Cui Shuli looked at him with flushed eyes, "Our son is dead! You are really not uncomfortable at all! Do you think that your son Ling Tianao is still alive is enough! You still count on him? Do you give you a pension! Although we are cowardly, Yue'er has never rebelled against you..."
As she talked, Cui Shuli was so sad that she sobbed.
"He's still cowardly!" Ling Chao sneered, and didn't want his wife to know more about the inside story, "Okay, don't cry! I'm still annoying! My son is dead and I feel uncomfortable, right! I can't tell your wives. Are you crying like crying?"
Cui Shuli was still crying.
Ling Chao felt annoyed, "Don't cry anymore! It's not me who died!"
Cui Shuli's choked face was stiff, and all of her tears disappeared, "Master..."
"The most urgent task is to bury my son! I will send someone to do it! You are tired when you come back! Just rest here!"
"But Ling Tianao doesn't want to see me..."
"It's up to him! No matter how you say it, it's his elder! Besides, he can't live here anymore! He can still drive us out! I'm still alive one day! This Ling family is my master!"
It has been raining for a month, and the rain has not stopped, but it is still mixed with light snow.
The weather is getting colder.
Xiao Tonghao walked through the corridor and saw his mother standing by the window looking at the rain and snow outside the window.
The wind outside was also very strong, blowing on the glass windows, and the sound of the ding-dong made mother quieter and quieter.
Mrs. Xiao wore a very thin knitted cardigan, and looked at the scenery outside with her hands folded.
Xiao Tonghao walked in, took a shawl and put it on his mother's shoulder.
Madam Xiao looked back and saw Xiao Tonghao, "Why come back so early."
Seeing his mother frowned.
Xiao Tonghao asked, "Did Mommy go to Azhi again? Does Azhi still refuse to see you?"
"Yeah, I kept ringing the doorbell, and she didn't open the door. It's been almost two months, and I don't know what she thinks." Madam Xiao sighed and said, "I don't want her to be with Ling Tianao, but then again, Their children are all that old."
Sixth more. (End of this chapter)