Chapter 245 Mutation

Ling Zhenghui finally sat back on the chair. Instead of answering Ling Haijun's question, he said meaningfully: "It seems that the situation inside is very complicated. People from the Yang family are actually mixed up with the descendants of the Ling family, and Still boyfriend and girlfriend, this thing is really interesting."

"Dad, what's going on here?" Ling Haijun, whose curiosity was aroused in his heart, couldn't help being very anxious, "Dad, can you talk to me about this matter?"

"I don't know exactly what's going on," Ling Zhenghui said after sighing, "You can't tell anyone about this, you know?"

"why?"

"This matter is unusual." Ling Zhenghui's expression became more serious. "This kid's matter is of great importance. If you yell around and cause trouble at home, then you and I will be finished. I will find a chance to ask your grandpa. And your grandfather. If they know about it, then we can't say anything about it, and don't mess with this kid; if they don't know, let them know. "

"Dad, what's the matter?" Ling Haijun became even more confused, "Is this kid really so important?"

"It's related to the grievances and grievances of the Lingyang family," Ling Zhenghui didn't intend to say more, but warned Ling Haijun again, "No matter how he treats you, don't bother him. From now on, try to stay away from him If you provoke him, not only will Ling Ruonan be angered, but also several old men will be furious, and in the end, father and son will be the ones who are unlucky. Remember?"

"Dad, remember," Ling Haijun could only agree sullenly.

But he was also fortunate that the conflict with Luo Ziling hadn't intensified, otherwise things would have been really troublesome.

Ling Haijun knew that although his father Ling Zhenghui had always been dissatisfied with Ling Ruonan, he only dared to whisper in private if he was dissatisfied, and never dared to reveal it in front of others. Compared with Ling Ruonan's status in the Ling family, Ling Zhenghui is far behind, they are not at the same level at all.

As a grandson, Luo Ziling is also much taller than his offshoot grandson.

But when he thought of being "bullied" by Luo Ziling several times, and his subordinates were beaten by Luo Ziling, but he couldn't find justice, he couldn't help but feel very depressed.

"Remember what Dad said just now," Ling Zhenghui told Ling Haijun solemnly again before leaving the room.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that her husband's face was a little strange, Li Lanying came forward curiously and asked, "What happened?"

"It's nothing." Ling Zhenghui knew that his wife was talkative and couldn't hide anything in his heart, so he didn't dare to tell her.

Li Lanying knew what happened, but she didn't bother to ask if her husband didn't tell her.

After Yang Qingyin got into the car, she smiled and said to Luo Ziling: "Your uncle and your cousin must be talking about something related to you."

"My uncle?" Luo Ziling didn't realize it all at once.

The name uncle felt too strange to him.

Not only is uncle unfamiliar, but even the two titles of father and mother are very strange, because he has never called them out.

"The one next to Ling Haijun is his father, Ling Zhenghui, who is your mother's cousin. Naturally, he is your uncle, but the relationship is a little farther away." Speaking of Ling Ruonan, Yang Qingyin sighed slightly again.

Luo Ziling nodded after thinking for a while: "Really. That Ling Haijun who almost got into a fight should also be my cousin."

"If I'm not wrong, Ling Zhenghui must have recognized you," Yang Qingyin smiled helplessly, "Do you want to chat with them later?"

Luo Ziling shook his head: "I haven't even met my parents, so I don't want to see anyone else for now.

My mother can't see me, so it's even more inconvenient for other people to see me. "

"Come here to play, and you will meet so many people you know." Yang Qingyin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Maybe in the days to come, I will meet other people I know."

"Don't want to play here anymore?"

"Let's watch it after playing today." Yang Qingyin smiled embarrassedly at Luo Ziling.

Luo Ziling didn't say anything more.

Because of the light rain, the trip in Liushugou was not enjoyable. In addition, the National Day holiday had already begun, and there were many people in Liushugou scenic spot. The warmth and romance expected by the two did not feel.

However, Luo Ziling's enthusiasm and cheerfulness still infected Yang Qingyin, and she had no regrets.

"Sister, your clothes are a little wet, is it cold?" Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin with concern as he walked out of the Liushugou scenic spot.

It was raining lightly in the morning. Although the two of them were holding umbrellas, and Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin to wear his jacket, they were still a little wet. Especially Yang Qingyin's shoes were in a mess.

Seeing Yang Qingyin's appearance, Luo Ziling felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay," Yang Qingyin smiled and shook her head, "You're wetter than me, so be careful of catching a cold!"

"I hope that I will get sick again during this trip, so that senior sister will take care of me by my side," Luo Ziling looked proud, "With měi nǚ taking care of me, I am so happy."

"Hmph, I don't want to take care of you," Yang Qingyin snorted, "who told you to look like a big stupid cow."

"I'm a big stupid cow?" Luo Ziling couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yeah, so stupid," Yang Qingyin said, giggling and running away.

During this morning's play, the two didn't take many photos, because it was inconvenient on rainy days, which made Yang Qingyin and Luo Ziling both regretful.

They decided that in the afternoon, they threw away their umbrellas and took more photos at the risk of getting wet, so as to make more memories for this trip.

But after lunch, things changed suddenly.

When preparing to wander around another scenic spot, Yang Qingyin received a call from his father Yang Yunlin.

"Go home right away, I have something important to talk to you about." Yang Yunlin ordered Yang Qingyin in an emotionless tone on the phone: "Come back now, you can get home before dinner, I will wait for you at home."

"Dad, what happened?" Yang Qingyin has always been loved by her father, Yang Yunlin. Every time Yang Yunlin called her, he always had a doting tone. Today's phone call was unusual, and Yang Qingyin felt bad.

"Let's talk when we come back," Yang Yunlin didn't explain anything on the phone, but said solemnly: "Come back now, go home and have dinner."

Yang Qingyin was silent for a while, and then replied: "Okay, then I'll be back in a while."

Yang Yunlin on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then said softly: "If possible, bring the classmate you are playing with."

Yang Yunlin's last words made Yang Qingyin's heart sink to the bottom of the water.