Ling Xiucheng is here?

Li Jingchuan raised his eyebrows. He didn't go to Ling Xiucheng to settle his account. Ling Xiucheng came to the door by himself?

The man hugged Li Yue tightly, with a little arrogant smile on his lips, "Let him come in."

Ling Yujin glanced at Li Yue, who was hugged by Li Jingchuan in his arms, and lowered his voice:

"If you want to abuse or deal with the old man, I have no opinion, what he does is to scold."

"But I still recommend that you let Li Yue go to rest for a while."

"She just lost her child's fragility."

"If you have a positive conflict with the old man at this time, it's not good."

Li Jingchuan paused, glanced at Li Yue in his arms, and finally sighed, carefully took away the dead baby in her arms.

But Li Yue was like a demon. As soon as he took away the dead baby, Li Yue dragged the small cloth bag as soon as possible:

"don't want!"

"Don't take my child!"

"My child!"

Her unconscious appearance made Li Jingchuan's heart hurt as if there were countless knives.

He turned his head and glanced at Bai Luo.

After Bai Luo, she quickly went to find a clean quilt, so that the maid wrapped up to make a cricket.

Under Li Jingchuan's half -cheating, Li Yue let go of the dirty dead baby, holding the quilt with the maid, and returned to the bed.

"Baby, baby we sleep ..."

She held the small cloth bag with tears on her face. She closed her eyes with tears.

Li Jingchuan stood in place, looked at her sadness, and silently opened her face.

Even if Li Yue performed crazy, but he saw that her eyes were clear.

She wasn't crazy at all.

She is just ...

I am too sad, I can only use this way to relieve my mood.

He sighed, glanced at the dirty dead baby in his arms, and gave him to Bai Luo:

"Go clean and change your clothes ..."

"I will bring Li Yue to bury him tomorrow morning."

Bai Luo nodded calmly, holding the dead baby in his arms, turning around.

Li Jingchuan exhaled deeply, took off his jacket, wiped off the dirty things and blood stains on his body, and finally changed a dry clothes, looked up at Ling Yujin:

"Go."

Two men went to the front hall of the yard together.

In the front hall, Ling Xiucheng paced anxiously and asked the maids aside:

"How can you die?"

"Didn't you say that a few days ago, did you still kick her belly?"

"Why don't you say nothing?"

"Li Yue's current situation is okay?"

"No crying, no trouble?"

"Li Yue crying, no cry, no trouble, do Mr. Lao really care about?"

As soon as Ling Xiucheng's words fell, a indifferent male voice came at the door.

The middle -aged man twisted his eyebrows and turned his head consciously to look at it.

At the door, Li Jingchuan, who was in black, stood there with a gloomy complexion.

The sky electricity was thunderous, and a lightning was split. Li Jingchuan's face instantly stained with cold and evil light, like Satan in hell.

Ling Xiucheng, who was pale, took a step back subconsciously.

Li Jingchuan sneered into the door, "I am not a wolf tiger and leopard, what is Mr. Lao Lao?"

He came over and wiped Ling Xiucheng's shoulder, turned around on the chair aside, and sat down with a cup of tea for himself elegantly. He looked at the middle -aged man in front of him with cold eyes:

"I heard that Mr. Ling Lao's family's family had a daughter?"

"You should be celebrating now, how can you come here?"
Chapter completed!