386: C386 Again

C386 Again

After Ian left, Ling Yao didn't even have the mood to say another word to deal with him. He just sat there alone with one of his legs crossed. He elegantly shook the liquid in the wine glass and waited for the meal to finish.

However, his presence could not be ignored. Therefore, the atmosphere on the table became very awkward because of him alone. No one wanted to talk to him anymore in the future.

"I'll be leaving first." At the end of dinner, Ling Yao had already reached the limit of his patience. He put down his wine glass and stood up neatly. At this moment, a servant ran behind Mr. Nazhi and whispered something into his ear.

Old Nazhi opened his mouth and called out to Ling Yao who was about to leave. "Qiao, Lina and Laecia are also preparing to leave. If you are on the way, you can send them off for a while."

Old Nazhi thought that Ling Yao would leave after the quarrel as usual.

Ling Yao stopped in his tracks. His hands were in the pockets of his pants. He was tall. The upper half of his body turned around. "Sorry, I'm tired. I'm staying in the villa tonight. It's not on the way with the guests."

He actually took the initiative to ask to stay for the night. Even Old Nazhi was shocked for a moment, but he immediately realized that Ling Yao most likely stayed for Hai Xiaomin. Old Nazhi's expression became very unpleasant.

Ignoring the commotion behind him, Ling Yao took the lead and walked out of the dining room.

Laecia hesitated for a moment. Should she change her words and stay? But Lina touched her arm and gave her a look that she had something to say. So she could only give up the idea of staying for the night. After bidding farewell to Mr. Nazhi, she took Lina to sit in the car leaving the manor.

In the autumn Rose Villa, the weather had turned cold. After sunset, the evening wind mixed with thick humidity. Ling Yao walked past the flowers and the dew wet his pants.

He seemed to wander aimlessly like he was taking a walk after a meal, but the general direction was obviously towards Hai Xiaomin's residence.

From what his grandfather and Ian said, Hai Xiaomin should be in the villa now, but the phone call during the day showed that something had happened. What did she go to M City for? The phone call was to ask him for help, or to tell him something. Was she rescued, or was she forcefully brought back...

If it was the latter, it could not be ruled out that she was now imprisoned, being tortured, or something happened to her. It was something that his grandfather and the others did not want him to see. Judging from the obstruction his grandfather had given him previously, it was obvious that he was trying to hide something.

When he thought of this, Ling Yao's footsteps paused. He turned around and walked straight towards Hai Xiaomin's residence, wanting to find out what was going on!

Hai Xiaomin lived in a secluded corner of Rose Villa. He had been here before.

The last time he came, Hai Xiaomin was not there. He waited for her in her room. When she came back, she was wearing a man's clothes. He naturally thought of something bad, but what made him feel even more ominous was her reaction, the reaction that she had to hide after doing something wrong!

He really could not control his emotions that were about to go out of control. If he did not want to strangle her with his own hands, then he could only leave quickly!

Hai Xiaomin's window shone with light.

She hasn't slept yet?

Ling Yao looked at the gentle light and subconsciously relaxed his footsteps. He didn't want to disturb that peace, but when he stood in front of the door again, his originally calm state of mind was instantly shattered by the chisel.

"En... En... Ah..." The woman's trembling voice was mixed with a mixture of emotion. It passed through that line. The seam of the door, which had not been closed tightly, was heard. It was somewhat unreal.

A bright ray of light passed through the crack of the door and landed on the man's handsome and deep face. Ling Yao raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when he froze in midair.

The bright ray of light slowly shifted on Ling Yao's three dimensional face and stopped at the position of one of his eyes. He looked inside and happened to be facing the bed.

On the bed, the man was topless and his back was exposed. Only the sheets covered the important parts of his body. He was crawling on a woman's body. The woman's hair was messy, and her slender arms were hugging the man's shoulders. Her long legs were wrapped around the man's body, trying to cooperate with the other party's demands.

What a scene of men and women having sex!

For some reason, when Ling Yao saw this scene, he did not get angry as he had expected. Instead, he was surprisingly calm.

It was true that the man was Ian. Was that thirsty and lustful woman really Hai Xiaomin?

Ling Yao's mind went blank for a moment. He stretched his hand towards the door. However, when he was only one step away from the truth, he hesitated.

His hand, which had always been as steady as Mount Tai, was trembling.

"Young master?" Suddenly, a female voice came from behind him.

Ling Yao turned around, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or not. His tall figure blocked the crack in the door, and it wasn't anyone else who caught him peeking. It was Susan. She was hugging an arm. She stood in front of him with a smile on her face, "Young Master, what are you doing here? At this time. Miss Hai should be about to rest. Won't it be the same if you come back tomorrow?"1

Ling Yao did not know if it was an illusion, but he felt that her smile seemed to have seen through something. At first glance, it was just an ordinary and ignorant smile. Even her words were ambiguous.

He asked her how Hai Xiaomin came over these few days.

Ling Yao felt that this was probably more dignified than rushing in now and catching the two of them in bed again. But when he thought of what he might hear, he really felt nausea from his internal organs!

Susan saw Ling Yao suddenly run away like the wind. She followed him, not knowing what to do. She was far away from Hai Xiaomin's room and saw Ling Yao holding a stone pillar and leaning over the flowers, vomiting!

Susan's eyes twitched and her whole body was in a mess. This young master's alcohol tolerance was too poor. He only drank a few glasses of wine at night and he vomited like this?

After Ling Yao finished vomiting, he handed over a cup of water to rinse his mouth.

He glanced at Susan. This woman was still here.

Susan took the blanket and rinsed her mouth. Susan looked at him with concern and asked, "Do you feel better now?"

Ling Yao's back leaned against the cold stone pillar. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He said coldly, "Why are you following me?"

Susan took the empty cup from his hand and smiled. "Mr. Nazhi asked you to come over."

Now?

Ling Yao narrowed his eyes coldly. He walked past Susan and looked in the direction where he came from. He wanted to go back, but he hated it in his bones. He wanted to go there again.

"I know. Let's go." He stood up straight. He was taller than Susan by a head, which surprised her a little.

"Please follow me." Susan led Ling Yao and walked further and further away from the window with the gentle light.

After entering a room, Susan turned on the light. "It's here."

The glaring light made Ling Yao unable to open his eyes for a moment. He raised his hand to block the light and opened his eyes again. He saw Susan hook his neck and put her soft and graceful body in front of him.

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