188: C188 Why Should I Hide It?

C188 Why Should I Hide It?

The place where she woke up was very strange. She wasn't kidnapped to a villa, nor was she in a sanatorium in San Francisco. So when she woke up at the beginning of the day, Hai Xiaomin wasn't even sure if the last thing she remembered when she was saved by Ling Yao had really happened.

Fortunately, maid had explained to her that it was Ling Yao who had sent her here.

Maybe it was because maid was warm and hospitable, or maybe it was because she rarely saw outsiders in a foreign land at the same time. She kept telling Hai Xiaomin something, but her English was bad and she had a strong local accent. Hai Xiaomin was confused when she heard it. She was dumbfounded the whole time and even nodded and smiled in embarrassment.

But maid completely ignored her strange behavior!

Just when Hai Xiaomin was about to be unable to withstand it, Ling Yao appeared.

"What are you saying? Why are you so happy?" Ling Yao walked into the door and saw what was happening inside. He subconsciously stopped and took off his coat at the door. He quietly took something from his waist and gave it to Jess who was behind him.

Jess understood. He originally planned to follow them in, but he changed his mind.

In the room, Hai Xiaomin sat at the small table by the window. She was wrapped in a loose and warm sleeping gown. Her beautiful and soft long hair was not tied up, and it hung loosely behind her head. Her long hair reached to her waist. Her small face was delicate and beautiful, and her long eyelashes were clearly visible in the bright spots.

When she heard the sound at the door, she slightly opened her small mouth and looked back with a pair of bright big eyes.

It was this scene that made Ling Yao's exhaustion suddenly disappear and become relaxed.

"You're back?" Hai Xiaomin stood up.

Ling Yao walked over and went around Hai Xiaomin. He held her shoulder with his big hand and slowly pushed her back to the seat. He also took the opportunity to sit on the side of the table and looked at the half bowl of porridge on the table. "Hurry up and eat. The porridge cooked by Uncle Jiu is not good to drink when it is cold."

"It smells good!" Hai Xiaomin smiled and quickly stuffed two more mouthfuls into her mouth. She suddenly remembered that Ling Yao had just come back from outside. She looked up and asked, "Are you hungry?"

She did not say it, but he did not think that there would be a day when he did not eat anything.

"A little."

"I'll go and get a bowl for young master too." maid had just shut her mouth at the right time. This young lady gave off a very amiable feeling, but as for her young master who had not been seen for many years... it was really hard for people to feel intimate!

She bowed to Ling Yao and left.

"How do you feel when you wake up?" Ling Yao turned around and asked Hai Xiaomin.

Hai Xiaomin narrowed her eyes, which were as cunning and pretty as a kitten's, and the corners of her pink lips curled up. "It's very comfortable!"

She slept very comfortably!

Being able to see Ling Yao after waking up, her mood was also very comfortable.

"By the way, what is this place?" She thought of this and asked. She had asked maid earlier, but she did not understand what she had been talking about for a long time.

"Here..." Ling Yao hesitated for a moment. "The place where my parents used to live."

"Isn't that your home?" Hai Xiaomin answered reflexively. In the end, she felt that something was not right. Since it was his home, why did he change the topic?

"I haven't lived here for a long time." Ling Yao's gaze drifted far away, giving an explanation.

Hai Xiaomin had a rare dazed look on her man's face. Her intuition told her that there were some twists and turns in it. It seemed that he never wanted to talk about his parents. It was the same for her now. Naturally, she thought of something else.

The spoon slowly stirred in the bowl.

Hai Xiaomin said in a clear voice, "I have a question to ask, Mr. Nazhi?"

"Hmm?" Ling Yao answered subconsciously. He looked into her bright eyes and suddenly realized that she had finished asking the question.

She asked, Mr. Nazhi?

They looked at each other. Ling Yao knew that it was time to solve this problem.0

"En!" It was also a simple nasal sound, but it gave an answer to her question. It was an affirmative answer.

"Are you really Qiao Nazhi?" Although she was 90% sure about this answer, Hai Xiaomin found it hard to believe that Ling Yao had personally admitted it.

"It's just a name. There's nothing to worry about." Ling Yao was as light as a feather. He wanted to solve this problem with just one sentence.

That's right. He just changed his name and identity. He was still the same person. What was there to care about?

But could she really not care about it at all?

If she could, when she had a high fever, she would not have repeatedly hallucinated that he did not save her.

Qiao Nazhi and Ling Yao, even if she could accept two completely different identities, it would be difficult for her to accept his lies and lies. Also, he did not care about her attitude at the moment.

Was it because she didn't have any weight in his heart that he didn't care about these things?

There was no need to care about lying. Thinking about it, after stepping into the Syah for half a month, in the end, she didn't care about anything. She had been kidnapped and abused for no reason, so there was no need to care!

A nameless anger rose in Hai Xiaomin's heart.

"Hai Xiaomin..." Sensing that her expression was somewhat strange, Ling Yao parted his lips. Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door. It was maid who sent the porridge over.

A big bowl of steaming porridge was placed on the table. It could only be said that maid was simple and honest. It was such a big bowl, as if she was afraid that she would not be able to feed Ling Yao.

Ling Yao lowered his head and looked. He did not know either. He poured some into Hai Xiaomin's bowl and used a spoon to stir it. "It's hotter now. Eat it."

Hai Xiaomin,... ""

Such a small action made her heart more and more complicated. Because he did such heart-warming small actions, it was too natural. It was very difficult for her to distinguish whether it was because he cared about her performance or because of his upbringing and habits...

Hai Xiaomin lowered her head and ate quietly. She gave up asking about the follow-up of the matter of her being kidnapped. Those people were obviously targeting Ling Yao. Since he had already been there, he must have his own way of dealing with it.

The water in their circle was much deeper than what she had imagined. There was no need for that. She did not want to get involved, not to mention... Didn't he return without saying anything?

Heh ~ He probably also felt that there was no need for her to know those things...

After dinner, Ling Yao asked if she wanted to rest here for another night or return to the sanatorium.

At this moment, Hai Xiaomin did not want to stay on either side because no matter where she stayed, she had to face Ling Yao!

But she did not know anyone in America... Wait, she seemed to have forgotten someone!

"Right, cell phone!" She suddenly shouted.

Ling Yao was shocked. Did she already know that he had helped her find the phone?

Hai Xiaomin continued anxiously, "Ling Yao, those people took my phone. Did you take it back? Xuening seemed to have something urgent to talk to me about at that time. I haven't had the time to reply to her!"

It turned out to be another phone. Ling Yao was depressed for a moment.

Very quickly, he called someone to send Hai Xiaomin's bag in. Including the phone, he took off the signal jammer in front of Hai Xiaomin. Unfortunately, when he took it, he found that it was out of battery.

He charged the phone and just as he turned it on, the phone was bombarded by Tang Xuening's dozens of missed calls and hundreds of text messages!

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