"Is something wrong with Nuannuan?"

Fan Xiaozhu felt a strong sense of uneasiness. Seeing that Ling Shaocheng didn't say anything, she threw away her crutch and pounced on her. "Tell me quickly, what's wrong with her?"

Fan Xiaozhu didn't know where she got the courage. She grabbed Ling Shaocheng's top, "Who is she in? What is death or life? Talking..."

Ming Yue frowned and stepped forward to pull her away. Ling Shaocheng turned around and walked out with a pale face.

"Tell me clearly!"

Yu Chang heard the noise and came out of the house, "What's wrong?"

Fan Xiaozhu's tears were already bursting out, and she couldn't contact Ling Nuanqing. Now that she heard Ling Shaocheng's call, she just thought Ling Nuanqing was in danger.

"Yu Chang," Fan Xiaozhu held her boyfriend, and she had no strength all over her body, so she could only hang it on his shoulders. "When something happened to Nuannuan, will she die?"

The elevator door was open, and as soon as Ling Shaocheng raised his foot, Fan Xiaozhu jumped into his ears with a few words of crying, one word after another, as if wrapped in a blade.

Ming Yue hurriedly closed the elevator door and looked back at Ling Shaocheng. The man's tall and upright figure was leaning against the corner of the wall at this time, and his throat tightened. "Mr. Ling, don't worry, there will be no big trouble."

Ling Shaocheng put his hands tightly on the elevator mirror, "How do you know? Who can guarantee it? Grandpa is cruel and he can do anything."

Ming Yue has been following Ling Shaocheng for so long, and he can clearly distinguish any emotional fluctuations from him.

He stepped forward anxiously, but as long as Ling Nuanqing is concerned, he can't comfort him.

As soon as I walked outside, it started to rain. The driver was about to get off the car and hold an umbrella for Ling Shaocheng.

The man quickly stepped forward and when he got into the car, he carried a few drops of raindrops on his shoulders, and was quickly absorbed by the black cashmere coat.

"Go to the old house."

The sky above the Ling family's house was as dark as if a piece of black cloth was hung. Ming Yue took an umbrella and supported it on Ling Shaocheng's head. It was not heavy, but it was very dense, and it fell gently on the top of the umbrella.

The sound was heard in Ling Shaocheng's ears, but it was extremely noisy, like the fatal drum beat.

Mr. Ling refused to see him, and the housekeeper's door was not open, blocking the person outside.

Ling Shaocheng was extremely stubborn, "I want to see my grandfather."

"The old man has gone to bed, so you can go back."

"Where is Ling Nuanqing?"

The housekeeper was practicing Tai Chi with him, "She is someone around you. It's useless for you to find here. The old man doesn't like her, so it's impossible for him to hide her here."

"If this door doesn't open today, I'll let someone smash it open."

The butler was a little surprised, "Mr. Ling, are you going to smash your own door?"

Ling Shaocheng was only thinking about Ling Nuanqing's safety. How could he still care about the other side at this time?

Uncle Feng came out of it and said, "Let him in."

The housekeeper opened the door for Ling Shaocheng as he spoke. He walked quickly inside. The cold coat raised a corner of the cold wind. Mingyue couldn't catch up with him, and the umbrella could not cover Ling Shaocheng's head. When he passed through the entire yard and came to the front of the main gate, there was a layer of wetness on his handsome face.

The old man walked out and stared at him expressionlessly.

He could see Ling Shaocheng's anger and disobedience clearly.

Ling Shaocheng looked behind him, and the old man stood on a high place, looking down at the grandson who had once made him proud.

"Stop looking for it, I can't hide Ling Nuanqing here."

"Where is she?"

"Boss, I should ask you this, if I hurt her, what would you do to me?"

Ling Shaocheng's handsome pale face had a ferocious and painful look on his face, "How did you do to her?"

"You answer my question first."

"I want to see her."

"Is it because of her that you are willing to do anything?" The old man raised his tone. He still can't accept that Ling Shaocheng can do everything for a woman.

He used to be so careless, but now he has ended up with nothing, because of that woman?

"Yes." Ling Shaocheng bit this word between his lips and teeth.

The old man's chest was filled with anger, "Kneel down for me."

Ling Shaocheng raised his eyes lightly, looked at him with a look of expression, confronting him, "I will only ask you one thing, where is Ling Nuanqing?"

"She is in my hands now, and you have lost the qualification to negotiate with me. I am not afraid that you will hate me. It is easy for me to want her life, and I can do this."

The calmness on Ling Shaocheng's face was torn apart, and his forbearing anger was gradually forced to retreat to the bottom of the pond. A panic was revealed in his dark eyes.

"grandfather."

"I want to see how far you can do for her!"

Ming Yue tightened the handle of the umbrella in his hand, and as he watched the figure in front of him fade away, Ling Shaocheng pressed his knees on the ground, "Please."

The old man stared at the grandson in a daze, and he just knelt down.

He has always taught him that there is gold under a man's knees, and he just kneeled down for a woman.

The old man stepped forward and kicked Ling Shaocheng in the shoulder. He didn't want to resist unnecessary. He fell on the lawn next to him, and there was a place where water was accumulated. His arms were supported inside, and half of the sleeves of the white shirt were soaked.

The rain hit Ling Shaocheng's face and slid down from the outline of his engraved facial features.

Ling Shaocheng asked him in a cold voice, "Does grandpa think it's enough?"

Ming Yue's hands were shaking, and the umbrella could hardly hold on, but he couldn't go forward, could not bend down to support him, and could only watch.

Ling Shaocheng was not afraid of the old man, but was afraid of gambling, and even more afraid of angering him.

He didn't even dare to raise doubts. Is Ling Nuanqing in his hands?

All his killing decisions were killed. How could he have the courage to gamble? Even if the person who sat at the gambling table was not sure, at least he had to have a little confidence, right?

His Nuannuan is now gone, and Ling Shaocheng is like being strangled by someone, and he has to let go of all dignity.

"I don't want her life. Can I send her away? As long as she is not by your side, I can guarantee that she is doing well..."

Ling Shaocheng stood up and knelt there, his spine was erect, and his expression was indifferent and stubborn. "No, I want to be with her, live with her, and let her be my wife."

"you--"

The old man kicked in the chest, Ling Shaocheng fell backwards, and Ming Yue shouted anxiously. "You are merciless, Mr. Ling's condition is not stable, he..."

"It would be great if he was completely crazy. I might as well forget that woman!"
Chapter completed!