Chapter 402

Cangling opened her eyes and stared at the direction of the window without blinking.

As time passed, there was no movement outside. Cangling turned on the bedside lamp and crept into the bathroom.

"Eleven, eleven." She pushed eleven's shoulder.

Eleven wearily opened his eyes and his voice was hoarse, "what's the matter?"

"I just heard a sound on the balcony."

"Go, go out and have a look." Eleven's eyes were clear in an instant. Then he walked out of the bathroom, and Cangling chased after him.

He took a brief look outside. After confirming that there was no one on the balcony, Xi motioned Cangling to wait in the room and carefully observed the garden below and no one around on the balcony alone before letting Cangling out.

"Is this your footprint?" Cangling looked at the broken flower branch and a very light footprint nearby and asked.

Eleven came over and looked carefully at the footprints on the ground. "It's not mine. This man just came from the seaside. You see, there are several fine sands on the ground."

Just now, there was a man on his balcony, separated by a layer of glass that couldn't stop anything. Even if the man hadn't made a noise himself, he might have entered the room.

"Eleven, is there a security guard in this villa? Why can you all come and go freely." Cangling is born without love.

"Well, the security guard here is not so powerful. When the next banquet Zhengyang comes to see you, you can ask him to send Bai Zhi back." Eleven is a little embarrassed.

There are many bodyguards in this villa, but with his ability, as long as he is not a particularly powerful bodyguard, he is basically useless.

"That's the only way." Cangling was a little tired, physically and mentally tired. "Everyone has left. Go back and have a rest."

Eleven took a deep look at the footprint, followed Cang Lian back to the bedroom, carefully locked the window, pulled the curtains tightly, and then silently went back to the bathroom.

When he woke up the next day, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning. Cang Lian walked into the bathroom and saw that there was no figure of eleven.

After washing, Cang Lian returned to bed and sat in a daze.

Taking the initiative to go out may scare the servants in the villa. Let them find out naturally when someone comes in.

An hour later, "knock knock knock knock." The servant knocked on the door outside and opened the door skillfully and directly with the tray.

Seeing the Cangling sitting at the head of the bed, the 30-year-old maid who entered the room was stunned and opened her eyes in horror. After two or three minutes, she asked in a trembling voice, "Miss, are you awake?"

"Yes." Cangling nodded.

"What's wrong with you, miss?" The servant's expression is a little normal.

"There's nothing uncomfortable." Cangling glanced at the flowing food on the servant's tray, "let the kitchen prepare some light food. I'm a little hungry."

"Yes, miss. Anything else?"

"It's all right. You go out first."

Half an hour later, Cangling walked out of the room for the first time. The American style and luxurious decorated villa brightened her eyes.

In the restaurant on the first floor, there are seven dishes on the table, all of which are familiar to Cangling.

She sat down and tried. It was a familiar taste.

The long-term coma made her stomach unable to adapt to food. Cangling was full after a few bites.

"Miss, is the food not to your taste?" The kitchen servant came over and asked timidly.

"It tastes good. I'll follow this standard in the future."

Cangling looked at the sun outside the window and walked out of the door. The warm sunshine sprinkled on her. This warm feeling of long absence almost moved her to cry.

She walked around the garden of the villa, and her tired legs were weak. When she returned to the villa, as soon as Cangling entered the living room, she saw a man in a suit of 40 or 50 years old sitting inside.

"Ling'er, I'm back." A man's natural way.

Cangling seemed to feel that this was a father who met every day and greeted his daughter who came home from playing outside.

However, they only met each other for the first time.

In Cangling's memory, there was no shadow of this strange man.

"Who are you?"

Cangling stood far away, looking at the man in front of him strangely.

"Yan Zhengyang, your biological father." Yan Zhengyang introduced himself naturally, with a gentle voice and a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Is there a paternity test certificate?"

Cangling doesn't quite accept the sudden emergence of her father. Although the man in front of her doesn't look annoying, she still rejects it in her heart.

Many years ago, the role of father was not pleasant for her.

Yan Zhengyang looked at Cangling and smiled. "I'm your mother's only lover. I'm sure you're my flesh and blood. I don't need a cold proof."

Cangling felt a little more comfortable. At least, this man had basic trust in his mother. They had also had love.

Thinking of her mother's sudden suicide and the information she had collected before, Cangling's eyes at Yan Zhengyang were particularly complicated.

Will her biological father be the culprit who killed her mother?

"What does ling'er want to ask? Come and sit down and say slowly. You just woke up. Don't be too tired."

For decades, he saw every look and subtle movement of Cangling in yanzhengyang Chenfu shopping mall.

Cangling was really tired. She went to the other side of the sofa and sat down. She wanted to ask about her mother, but what came out of her mouth was, "when can Bai Zhi come back?"

"I've sent someone to pick him up. I can go to this villa tomorrow night."

"Thank you."

Cangling lowered her head in silence and didn't know how to get along with her father who suddenly appeared in her.

"Ling'er, you are very much like your mother." Yan Zhengyang looked at Cangling's side face and smiled faintly.

Cang Ling retorted in surprise, "how is it possible? I've always kept my mother's photos. My mother is a great beauty, and I'm far less than her."

Yan Zhengyang suddenly smiled and looked at Cangling with deep eyes. "Your mother is very beautiful, and you will not be bad."

She frowned, which seemed to have a different meaning.

Cangling's puzzled appearance fell into Yan Zhengyang's eyes and felt particularly lovely. She felt good about the blood of herself and her favorite woman.

"Ling'er, you have an outstanding appearance since childhood. In order to better protect you, your mother and I tried our best to hide some of your beauty, but now we don't need it. My father has enough ability to protect you. When you want to restore your real appearance, you can wash your face with this potion. The servants in the villa are trustworthy people, and they won't talk nonsense."

Cangling······

Is that what she understood?

Her present face is not her real face.

It sounds so mysterious. If the person in front of her wasn't the famous banquet Zhengyang and her biological father, she would really doubt that he was a charlatan.

"Take it." Yan Zhengyang handed a small bottle of colorless "water" to Cangling.

Cangling's hand trembled a little.