Chapter 253

I'm used to being rich, but Zhang huaizhen's home is low-key luxury. Ling shaotian glances around and knows that even a small ornament on the table is carefully selected and expensive.

The four gentlemen of Mei Lan, Zhu Ju on one wall are vivid. Their eyes fall on the handwriting at the bottom. He appreciates them in his heart. They are actually written by Zhang huaizhen himself. It seems that he also has deep attainments in traditional Chinese painting.

Such an elegant scholar has a high heart, but Zhang huaizhen really has the capital to be arrogant. He is not at a loss for a trip in person.

"Mr. Zhang, please give me more advice when I meet you for the first time." He got up as a gentleman, even politely bowed down and stretched out his hand. If it was someone else, it would be a great honor, but Zhang huaizhen was cold.

He reached out and pushed the wheelchair over the sofa, came to the edge of the table, carelessly poured a cup of tea, drank it, completely ignored Ling shaotian's action.

A Xin, standing on one side, frowns slightly. Ling shaotian takes back his hand and walks to Zhang huaizhen. He sits gracefully on the sofa beside her, and can't see his happiness and anger.

After a cup of tea, he slowly said: "no matter what your intention is, let's go, I don't want to see you."

"It's only because of my relationship with lingai that it affects the cooperation with Linglong group?" Lingshaotian listen to his refusal completely, after all, is the complexion of the shadow, deep voice asked a.

"Yes." Zhang huaizhen no taboo should, calm eyes to Shangling shaotian shallow temperature anger.

He was angry that Zhang huaizhen gave up the opportunity to cooperate for his daughter. If the two families cooperated, it would be a powerful alliance. Now he has terminated the deal without saying a word, and he has lost 20 million in vain, just because his daughter is angry.

Will he spoil that young lady too much.

An Xiaoqiao in the room is not comfortable, but he is lying on the bed motionless. Xia Qinglian is distressed and says to her aunt lightly: "go down and listen to what they say. Let the husband hurry up. The young lady is not comfortable and is waiting to be sent to the hospital."

"Yes." Aunt should be down, quickly go down.

After a while, my aunt came up and knew that an Xiaoqiao was not asleep, and her voice was not very low. She calmly said what she had just heard.

"Madam, it seems that Mr. Ling and Mr. Ling are talking about cooperation, but Mr. Ling refuses. Mr. Ling says that if he gives up his business, he may lose money. Mr. Ling firmly responds that he will not cooperate with him in the future."

"It's really a matter of cooperation. Did they talk about the first lady?"

"No..."

Aunt memories, shaking his head should be.

Looking at an Xiaoqiao, Xia Qinglian whispered: "don't worry. He's here to talk about work. You wait. I'll get rid of him."

An Xiaoqiao does not make a sound, as did not hear, at the moment her heart is very confused, took out the mobile phone from under the pillow, looked at, a letter actually sent a message.

Mr. Ling will go to Zhangjia later. If miss an doesn't want to see Mr. Ling, she can leave by herself. It was sent an hour ago. She was vomiting in the bathroom at that time.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Xia Qinglian got up and went downstairs directly. Before she spoke, she came to Zhang huaizhen's voice with a warm anger: "Mr. Ling, I also said that I'm hungry. I won't cooperate with LK group. Why do you insist on this? I'm so rich that I don't care about 20 million. As for the strong alliance you said, I don't think we need it. Please leave."

His attitude is tough, with the resolute can not be convinced, Ling shaotian looked at a letter, only to see him cast a look, shaking his head to signal not to say.

Xia Qinglian was furious. When he saw her husband's chest up and down, he gasped, worried, and took his hand to comfort him in a soft voice: "you are not in good health. What are you doing so fiercely? You should be angry."

"Why did you come down?" Zhang huaizhen frowned slightly and looked at the upstairs with some worry. When he looked at Ling shaotian again, there was a trace of impatience in his eyes.

Lingshaotian how smart, of course, know his eyes that irritable and eager, heart condensation but did not reveal mood, finally got up, to Zhang huaizhen eyes to apologize for the opening: "in this case, Ling someone disturbed, goodbye."

Then he got up and took a look at Xia Qinglian, a gentle lady who disdained to look at him from the beginning to the end.

Ling shaotian has never been treated like this before. Surprised and angry, Ling shaotian turns to leave Zhang Jia. The couple look at Ling shaotian's back and look at each other. Finally, they are relieved.

When Ann Xiaoqiao heard the roar of Maybach disappearing, he eased his face, stood up and walked to the door carefully.

At this time, I saw Zhang huaizhen and his wife in the living room, with their back to the stairway. Xia Qinglian took a cup of tea and sipped it gently. She felt sorry for her husband: "Why are you suffering? He has forgotten."

"Just because he forgot everything, I decided not to pursue it and cut off all cooperation with him." Zhang huaizhen turned the teacup and said slowly.

"But he remembers. If he wants to be with little Joe, can you get over that?" Xia Qinglian takes his hand and conveys her tenderness.

"He just broke my leg. If Joe wants to be with him, I won't mind. As long as Joe can be happy, let him go. Don't let him know." Zhang huaizhen said heavily. He reached out to pull Xia Qinglian and held her in his arms. He knew that she was not feeling well, but he was not.

But when they think of Joe, they choose to make peace.

Two people cherish each other, the whole living room is full of sad atmosphere, an Xiaoqiao hands tremble, pale, eyes of water mist has been unable to control.

What did she hear? Ling shaotian ordered Zhang huaizhen's car accident. Her father has been in a wheelchair ever since, but he never forgets the murderer.

That's OK, but they don't mind what they say, as long as little Joe can be happy.

This kind of parents, her guilt, pushed away aunt, regardless of the body pain, staggering downstairs.

"Be careful, miss." Aunt is also surprised, for a time did not come back, she had no time to pull an Xiaoqiao was pushed away by her.

Hearing the sound, they turned back and saw an Xiaoqiao's face full of tears, his eyes full of grief, and rushed into their arms without any scruple.

"Dad, mom, I'm sorry. I'm not filial. It's all my fault. I'm sorry, Wuwu." An Xiaoqiao is crying, full of guilt and begging.

She is really unfilial, even let her parents bear such pain, such grievances, to fulfill all her love and hatred.

Hear an Xiaoqiao shout oneself, Xia Qinglian full face shocked, pull her to go up to oneself, full face surprised, open mouth again: "Xiaoqiao, what did you just call me?"

"Mom..." anxiaoqiao couldn't help it any more. She called them for the first time when she came back so long.

Xia Qinglian immediately burst into tears. On one side, Zhang huaizhen also burst into tears. For a moment, it seemed that she wanted to express all her grievances and let them flow away with her tears.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Wuwu..." Ann Xiaoqiao looked at his leg, and was even more remorseful. She tightly grasped his trouser legs. The empty trouser legs described the fact that her father had no legs.

I only care about my heartache, and never ask about his pain. At this moment, Ann Xiaoqiao hates his ignorance of this period of time. The pain is like a sharp knife, ruthlessly beating every cell in his body.