1294. Chapter 1294 The Woman Who Smokes and Looks at the Flattery (22)

Xu Xushan was discussing with Xia Qiu how to make Xia Linglong happy, but Xia's family had all kinds of people with different moods.

"What's so good about that actor, why can't you see me in your eyes. Why do you push me to that bastard, and don't look at his devil-like thing, and he is worthy of talking to me. "

Because of Zheng Qiu's refusal, Xia Linglong lost her temper in the boudoir. The tearing roar was accompanied by the sound of ding-ding-bang-bang objects being smashed, and it was known that she was continuing to go crazy, and the old maid who was guarding the door did not dare to go in at all.

This is completely two extremes with a dignified and generous celebrity who is passionate in front of others.

But Xia Linglong is not afraid, so what does it matter, as long as she doesn't embarrass the Xia family outside.

But in Master Xia's study, it looked different.

"Ah Fu, do you think you really made a mistake back then? After all these years, I still feel sorry for Madam. The child is also separated from me by thousands of mountains and rivers, so I can't always see clearly."

"Master, the Eldest Young Master wants to come and tell you that Miss Linlang looks very much like a deceased wife."

Forbe's voice was very low.

"It's not surprising that there are many people who look alike, but you said that the woman said that Yu was her, but you have some basis."

"Master, yes, master, why don't you go and see her?" When Uncle Fu asked this, his brows were tightly furrowed, and there was still a trace of uncertainty.

"No need, no one knows that Lin Lang from Honey Beach is Xu Xushan's mistress. If it's true, where do you put my old face?"

Uncle Fu sighed and said, "Master, Lin Lang is a poor girl. If you don't see her, don't miss her. But now Western medicine is very advanced. I heard..."

"Ah Fu, if it's true, then how should I explain to my ancestors and my wife, my master, I am a good lady, but now I have become..."

"Master, think about it, the old slave has retired."

"Ah Fu, let's go and check on Lin Lang, the more detailed the better, if she can't recognize her, I hope her life will be better as a father."

With his back to Ah Fu, his burly back was trembling. A middle-aged man with gray hair was full of tears.

Uncle Fu restrained himself and arranged his hands.

On the other side of the yard, a man as elegant as orchid was listening to Xiaosi's report and crushed his beloved teacup.

"Go, check me out. I want to know what happened back then? Why was my sister replaced?"

"Yes, young master, the eldest lady..."

"Let's spread some rumors, let's say...Miss Linlang is very much like the head mother of the Xia Mansion back then."

The next day, Xia Linglong, who was sent to filming under the protection of her attendants, finally heard the news from the maid during the intermission, and immediately ignored Zheng Qiu's entanglement and flirted with Xu Xushan.

After returning to the mansion, he left again with the maid who was close to him.

Xia Linglong went to meet a person, a person lying in an opium den.

The meeting between the two was very secret. Xia Linglong's close maid was thrown in a cafe in the British Concession to taste pastries, while she went to the alley.

"Linglong, give my brother a few hundred more oceans. Even if my brother is dying of pain, he will not go to you." Her hoarse voice was suppressed very low, and she didn't have the appearance of an absolutely glamorous character back then.

Bai Enhua, Xia Linglong's real brother.