362: C362 An Unknown Number

C362 An Unknown Number

"I'm here to remind you that abandoning yourself here is meaningless. How many pairs of eyes are staring at you in the dark, waiting for you to relax and wish for you to become a cripple? If you let those fellows get what they want because of Hai's departure, then what are your efforts all these years worth?"

"Can she deny your life by herself? Let me ask another question. What exactly is so good about her that is worthy of you doing this?" Laecia took half a step forward and gently placed her right hand on Ling Yao's left chest. She looked into his pitch-black eyes and said, "Qiao, have you thought about these things clearly?"

Ling Yao,... ""

Laecia took two steps back. "At this point, if you want to continue being as dispirited as a pile of mud, you better pull yourself together again. Do as you see fit. I hope you don't let me see wrongly."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Her injured leg had not fully recovered yet and was still a little lame. It was as if she was silently reminding Ling Yao that Hai Xiaomin had done something before. She was not as good as you imagined.

That's right, what was so good about Hai Xiaomin?

Ling Yao closed the door and leaned against the cold door. He repeatedly questioned himself in his heart. She did not have a background. She was simple and crude, and her brain was not good enough. She was willful. She was stubborn and liked to pretend nothing happened. More importantly, she betrayed him. She was not a clean woman!

Why did he have to be her?

There were many women more outstanding than her in this world. As long as he hooked his fingers, what kind of woman did he not have?

But his mother liked to hang herself on her body!

Therefore, Laecia was not the only one with a masochistic constitution. He should be the one too.

The next day, everyone in the castle saw Ling Yao dressed up early in the morning and shaved his beard clean. He started to deal with the company matters that had been piling up for the past few days. As for young madem, he seemed to have never mentioned anything about her.

...

In Rose Villa, Hai Xiaomin sat in Qianqiu. She was wearing a knee-length skirt. Due to the hot weather, her long hair was tied into a ponytail, revealing her delicate and delicate face and her fair and beautiful jade neck.

At this moment, she was staring blankly at the newly bought phone.

Ever since she chose to leave with Mr. Nazhi that night, she had never seen Ling Yao again. He did not come to find her, nor did he ask about it.

On the dialing page of the phone, there was a string of numbers.

Hai Xiaomin had entered countless times and memorized the number, but she did not have the courage to answer it.

Ling Yao, was he still angry with her?

Hai Xiaomin gently stroked her stomach and her eyes revealed deep sorrow. Child, can you tell mother what she should do?

She wanted to take the child away. If it was really Ian's child... It was a mistake for him to come to this world. It was destined to be a form of torture for everyone.

During the days she stayed in Rose Villa, Ian had arranged for a Nascent Soul expert for her. A nutritionist, a psychiatrist, and so on. He had taken care of every one of them very well, allowing her to feel the special care that a mother should receive. If nothing happened, the people who would help her arrange everything... It should be her husband...

In the blink of an eye, her finger slipped and she pressed the dial button. When she came back to her senses, the display on the other side of the phone had been picked up!

Hai Xiaomin's heart shook and she hurriedly wanted to hang up but her finger stiffened slightly. Wait, Ling Yao did not know this number, she could...

She stiffly took the phone to her ear and held her breath. No matter what, even if it was just listening to his voice, she could not deny the deep longing. She just listened and hung up immediately.

"... Hello? Who is it? Why aren't you making a sound?" On the other end of the phone was a woman's voice.

Hai Xiaomin was surprised. This voice seemed to be Laecia?

"Hello, may I ask Ling. Is Qiao Mr. Nazhi here?" Hai Xiaomin lowered her voice and deliberately used another kind of voice.

"Sorry, qiao Gang just went to take a shower. I can help you convey your message. If it's not convenient, you can call me back later."

Hai Xiaomin heard it clearly. This voice was indeed Laecia.

Ling Yao was taking a shower?0

What kind of bath was he taking at this time of the day? And why was Laecia in his room?

He always carried his phone with him. Usually, even she did not answer the phone for him, so why was Laecia able to answer it for him?

"Hello? Is it still there?" Laecia's confused voice came from the phone.

A few consecutive questions appeared in her mind and Hai Xiaomin could no longer continue the call. She hung up the phone in a panic.

On the other side, Ling Yao came out after taking a shower. He frowned. "Why did you come in?"

"I came to bring you coffee. I saw that the door was not closed. I came in. " Laecia pointed at the coffee on the table. She knew that Ling Yao did not like her. She could not rush to get a good impression of him, so she could only take it slow. After saying that, she prepared to leave. "Oh right. The phone you put on the bed just now rang. It was an unknown number. I answered, but the other party didn't say clearly what he wanted to talk to you about. Call him back and ask him. "

Ling Yao narrowed his eyes. "Who told you to touch my phone?"

The sudden chill enveloped Laecia. Fortunately, she was a distance away from Ling Yao and felt a sense of security in her heart. She helplessly explained, "Don't worry. Your phone has been locked. I can't steal any secrets. At most, I can only answer the phone."

Ling Yao's eyes were cold. "Please figure it out. Who are you to me? Don't tell me the Lance family didn't even teach you the basics of etiquette? "

Laecia's expression was ugly. It would be good if he treated her half as gently as Hai Xiaomin. Thinking of this, she was really a little jealous of Hai Xiaomin.

After getting angry, Laecia left. Ling Yao wiped his hair as he took the phone from the bed and opened it. An unfamiliar number?

He called her back, but she did not answer. Ling Yao fell silent. Was it her?

How long could he endure if he didn't see her?

Ling Yao's life had returned to the right track. He flew all over the world all day long, and he did not have much time to return to the small castle. He had a house in the other continents of the United States. If it was not for the fact that he wanted to attend Old Nazhi's birthday banquet and take Hai Xiaomin to get familiar with the place where he lived when he was a child, he would not have stayed here.

This way, there was no point for Laecia to stay here. After Ling Yao left, she also left.

In the end, the number of times the two met did not decrease but increased instead. As long as Ling Yao attended any public occasion, he would 'coincidentally' bump into Laecia, saying that she intentionally followed his itinerary. However, Lance's identity appeared in those places, so there was nothing to say.

Ling Yao really did not have the mood to bicker with her about these little tricks. He wanted to let himself get busy. Only when he got busy would he not have the time to think about other things.

However, he could not get used to it...

Alcohol could numb the brain, but it could not numb the pain in the heart. Work could numb the nerves, but it was just a way to deceive oneself. Once he was free, Hai Xiaomin's name was like a devil, invading his body and mind.

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