But now, this kind of sympathy has become a sharp pain.

When the car arrived at the downstairs of he's apartment, Ling almost ran off the car and ran toward the stairs.

He's family lives in an old community. There is no elevator, only stairs. He's family lives on the fifth floor. When Ling still runs to the fifth floor, he only hears a yell from one of the families.

"What kidnapping? Who would kidnap an orphan? What's the advantage of kidnapping that kid? You are not the girl who wants to cheat your father's money with that kid. I can tell you that the money I share with your father has nothing to do with you! "

In this old community, the sound insulation is not good. Ling can still hear the acrid voice clearly. It's the voice of Zheng Yahui, Xiaoci's foster mother.

"I saw with my own eyes that someone carried Xiaoci into the car. Xiaoci must have been kidnapped!" He Zixin's worried voice said, "if you don't save Xiaoci, I'll help you! If I want to use the money my mother left me, I'll quit! I know. My mother left a lot of money for me! "

"What? Your mother, she's dead!" Zheng Yahui didn't have a good temper.

"Even if my mother is gone, what she left me is still there. This house is my mother's! If I sell my house, I'll have money to save Xiaoci! " He Zixin cried.

"You dead girl, you want to sell your house. Are you crazy! Even if the kid is really kidnapped, we don't have the money to save him. He has no blood relationship with us! "

"Who said that? It's my brother!"

"The genius of industry is your brother, who is related to you by blood. What is that kid?"

Then, there was a slap in the face. Then, the door opened and he Zixin ran out of the room. When he saw Ling Yi, he was stunned.

"Ling... Aunt Ling!" He Zixin had a red mark on one side of his cheek, which was obviously caused by the slap he had just received.

Zheng Yahui's voice came from behind, "where are you going, you dead girl? I tell you, even if you go to your mother's lawyer, it's no use... "

Zheng Yahui rushes over and reaches for he Zixin.

Ling still raised his hand, suddenly waved the other party's hand, pulled he Zixin behind him, "what do you want to do to her?"

"She's my daughter. What do I want to do to her that you, an outsider, need to intervene? Get out of here! I teach my own daughter a lesson Zheng Yahui said.

"I'm not your daughter!" He Zixin angrily said that in her heart, her mother is only one person.

"You dead girl!" Zheng Yahui chases he Zixin to fight!

Ling still protects he Zixin's thin little body, raises his hand and directly clasps Zheng Yahui's hand. "Stop it. If you dare to move her again, I won't let you go!"

"Don't let me go. Who do you think you are! I tell you, as long as her name is he, I'll fight if I want to! " Zheng Yahui said fiercely, and directly pressed Ling's backhand.

Ling still had a wound on his hand. Now Zheng Yahui made it hurt.

Zheng Yahui saw this, more arrogant wave over.

Ling still holds he Zixin in his arms. This child is the only warmth of Xiaoci in he's family. She is the one who tries her best to protect Xiaoci. Therefore, she has to protect this child no matter what!