Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Chapter 624: Give You a Special Merit

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A low moan of a woman gasping for air could be heard from the closed room. Her snow-white body lay on the soft bed. She frowned unconsciously due to the slight pain, and the corners of her eyes were stained with a faint red.

"Does it hurt? I'll be gentler."

The person who spoke was a woman, wearing a mask and holding a mist needle in her hand. She stared at her snow-white skin and the scars that had just healed, her movements cautiously.

"It's okay..." Qiao Ruyi pinched the corner of the pillow and took a deep breath, "It's okay, I can bear it, you continue."

The woman continued to operate and couldn't help asking, "Miss Qiao, there's no need to rush to cover this scar. You can wait until it's completely healed before operating and it won't hurt."

She looked at the scar on the woman's shoulder blade, which seemed to have healed recently, and the flesh still had a faint red tint. But she had made an appointment with her a few days ago to get a tattoo, and asked her to make time for the procedure.

"I know." Qiao Ruyi lay on the bed, smiled lightly, and did not explain too much.

Because she was almost recovered, she wanted to give Ling Che a surprise.

She wanted to see him with his heart and eyes filled with her, loving her terribly.

......

The teahouse with an oriental design is located in a corner of the suburbs of Beijing, with a wide view and green trees outside the window.

Because it had rained for a few days, the thick dust in the air was washed away, and even the air around became much fresher. A faint scent of tea wafted through the quiet house.

When Song Hui entered the agreed tea room in plain clothes, he happened to see the young man's straight back and broad shoulders. He was sitting there in light-colored casual clothes, facing the light, making Song Hui feel as if he saw Ling Zhengqing in his youth.

Ling Che didn't look back, but leisurely brewed a pot of tea, "Uncle Song, I'm here."

Song Hui sat down in front of him and saw a faint smile on his handsome face. He was smiling and calling him "Uncle Song," and Song Hui felt that something bad was going to happen.

He watched the other person skillfully make tea and asked, "How is Ruyi?"

"It's almost done." Ling Che raised his hand and poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "Uncle Song, have some tea."

Song Hui took the teacup and said, "Just tell me what you are up to, don't beat around the bush with your Uncle Song."

Ling Che smiled and took a sip of tea before asking, "Uncle Song, did those guys we caught at the mall last time reveal anything?"

"No." Speaking of this, Song Hui was still a little confused. He thought that if he caught those criminals, he could follow the clues to catch Jin Huan, but those people just confessed their guilt and said nothing.

"However, we have already contacted police in many countries, and the next step is to cooperate with the Mexican police."

The country is now attaching great importance to this case and has listed it as a top priority. Song Hui continued, "Capturing Jin Huan and others is just around the corner."

It’s just around the corner, but how long will it take for this day to come?

Ling Che looked at him with a smile, "Uncle Song, you will retire in two years, right?"

Hearing this, Song Hui drank the tea in his cup in one gulp and frowned, "Do you mean you don't believe that my uncle can catch Jin Huan and the others within two years?"

"Of course not." Ling Che raised his hand and poured him another glass, his narrow eyes filled with a faint smile. "Uncle Song, I know all the times you've turned a blind eye to me during your time here. Now that you're about to retire, as your nephew, I think it's my duty to give you a gift to repay the favor."

Song Hui felt something was wrong and immediately became serious. "Ling Che, what do you want to do? Can you please listen to me and stay out of everything? Just take care of your family's business and live your life well. Leave the rest to the police."

Ling Che smiled. He actually wanted to live a quiet life.

In the past, he was used to living on the edge of a knife and didn't think there was anything strange about a quiet life.

But since he had Qiao Ruyi, he felt that as long as he was with her, there was nothing wrong with having simple meals three times a day.

With Qiao Ruyi, his daily life became more human.

It was Qiao Ruyi who told him what "life" meant.

But he was destined not to live a peaceful life.

He carries a huge responsibility on his shoulders, which concerns the Ling family, the legion troops, and everyone around him.

"Uncle Song." Ling Che smiled gently, "Before you retire, I will give you a special merit."

......

Ling family manor.

"Ah Che, you're twenty this year, right?"

Ling Gu was wearing a black Zhongshan suit and leaning on a mahogany embossed cane. He looked lovingly at the man sitting opposite him playing chess.

Ling Che placed a black piece on the chessboard, "Yes, I'll be twenty this year."

"You've suffered so much these years." Ling Gu's eyes were filled with pity. "Look, your father left you abroad all these years and didn't even let grandpa visit you. Grandpa was afraid that the people over there wouldn't be able to take good care of you."

"Grandpa, don't you think I'm fine now?" Ling Che raised his eyes, looked at his white hair, and smiled slightly. "I also brought you a cake of good tea, remember to drink it."

"My grandson is truly filial." Ling Gu stared at the chessboard with a grin. "Ah Che, you didn't learn how to play chess abroad. Look at how you play. I, an old man, only made a few random moves and you lost."

Ling Che smiled and placed another chess piece. "Of course my chess skills are not as good as Grandpa's. I lose."

Ling Gu looked at him with a smile, "It's almost time for lunch, your dad should be here soon. I'll play another round with your dad later."

"Okay." Ling Che helped him up and asked someone to take him to rest for a while.

"grandfather."

Ling Gu had just taken two steps when he heard him shouting and turned back to look at him, "What's wrong, Che?"

Ling Che stood there, looking at him with a smile in his eyes, "Take care of yourself."

"I know." Ling Gu waved his hand. "You're just as nagging as your father at such a young age."

Ling Che smiled, his eyes deep and profound.

He watched Ling Gu being helped out of the study, stood in the huge room, looked around, and then left the Ling family manor.

The black car drove all the way to the cemetery.

Ling Zhengqing and Zhuang Yuwei are buried there.

A gentle breeze blew by, stirring the fallen leaves on the ground.

Placing a bouquet of flowers in front of the cold tombstone, Ling Che lowered his eyes to look at the photo on the tombstone.

"If the dead can really become stars in the sky, then you can watch over her for me from heaven."

After saying these words, he stood in front of the tombstone for a long time.

He didn't leave the cemetery until it was getting dark.

......

When we returned to Yujingwan, it was already dark.

Before I could even press the code to open the door, it had already been opened from the inside.

Qiao Ruyi was standing at the door wearing a beige home suit, her long curly hair casually draped down, making her delicate face look even more beautiful.

The warm light shone on her, as if she was covered with a halo, just like the first time I saw her as a child.

"Ling Che, where have you been?" Qiao Ruyi looked at him eagerly, "Didn't you go to the company?"

Ling Che came in and changed his shoes, then asked with a smile, "Did my wife go to check on me?"

"No way." Qiao Ruyi denied, "It was Shen Qian who called today and said you didn't go to the company. He called you but your phone was turned off, so he had no choice but to call me."

She took a few steps forward, pulled his coat up to her nose and sniffed it, then raised her head and wrinkled her nose, "Why do you smell like flowers?"

Ling Che pinched the tip of her nose amusedly, "Your nose is so sensitive."

"Tell me the truth, who did you send the flowers to?" Qiao Ruyi's tone was filled with naked threat.

"Who else could it be?" Ling Che lifted her chin and raised the corner of his lips. "Of course, it's tomorrow's birthday girl."

Qiao Ruyi pressed down the corners of her mouth that were curled up and looked behind him. "Where are the flowers?"

Ling Che smiled, "Of course it will be delivered tomorrow for tomorrow's birthday."

"Oh." Qiao Ruyi pretended to be angry and turned around, her tone soft, "Then I know everything today, so there will be no surprises tomorrow."

"However," she turned and looked at Ling Che with a smile, "I have a surprise for you."