Chapter 491

After coming out of the sanatorium, Lan Qing took Sisi's little hand in one hand and Li Qingning's shoulder in the other hand and walked out slowly.

"Can Mr. Feng, my father, written by Uncle Chen be Feng Chi's father?" She looked ahead and suddenly asked coldly.

Lan Qing glanced at her. Her face looked as calm as a lake without any waves. He knew that when she was in the extreme mood, it would be like this. He could not help but tightly clasped her hand on the shoulder and answered softly:

"Well, 90% yes, I did many investigations at that time, but many clues were broken before your mother and Li Tianhao got married. Since Uncle Chen said so, according to the situation he described, I think it was a director."

She gave a faint "Oh", took a deep breath and said, "take sissy back to the villa first. I want to see my mother."

"I'll ask the driver to take sissy back. I'll go with you." Lan Qing looks at the indifference on her face, but her eyes are more and more worried.

She lowered her eyes as if thinking for a moment and nodded gently.

After watching the letter and crying at Uncle Chen's funeral, she looked empty and even unreal. She had no expression on her face, just like a bystander in the world, indifferent and ethereal.

She stood upright in front of Fang Mingzhu's tomb, quietly looking at her dignified and elegant smile on the tombstone, but there was no expression on her face.

"If you want to cry, cry out." Lan Qing looks at her so calm and silent appearance, in the heart is like to be pulled up by a big hand forcefully, eyebrows slightly wrinkle.

She lowered her eyes, raised a slight radian at the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "what are you crying for? I'm in a mess now. I don't even know why I can cry... Lan Qing, do you think my life is like a bloody play

"Fool, it's not up to you to decide. No matter what happens, you and me." He stood beside her, took her hand and held it tightly, as if trying to give her strength.

"Knowing all this, I hope I will never know these old things. Because now, I don't know how to face Fengchi, my mother and my life. "

Her palm is sending out bursts of cool, even if Lan Qing's warm palm has been holding her, but it's not warm. There is some cool blood in her blood vessels at the moment.

"Will you meet your own father?" He asked in a low voice.

She suddenly looked up at him, with a strange and gorgeous smile on her face. The corner of her mouth was slightly raised to one side, with a slight smile, and said, "do you know each other? What's the point now? Didn't you read Uncle Chen's letter? He first gave up my mother's engagement with others. He didn't want us. Why should I recognize him? "

Her volume instantly increased a few degrees. It sounded hysterical, and her eyes were scarlet, which made Lan Qing feel very sad.

He stepped forward and hugged her, patted her on the back, as if to appease a frightened child, and said, "OK, don't recognize, don't recognize, anyway, you still have me around you, I'll take care of you in the future."

Lan Qing tightly hooped her body in her arms, but she could still feel her shaking. Even though he kept patting her on the back and comforting her in a low voice, she was still very excited and sobbed in a low voice.

"Lan Qing, do you know? Now I feel that my existence is a complete mistake, and I should not appear... Without me, my mother's life would not be so miserable. Maybe she would not have to be forced to marry Li Tianhao by her grandfather... If not for me, maybe everything would be better... It's my fault... It's all my fault... "

Although she tightly shrinks in Lan Qing's arms, she still feels cold from her heart. The strong sense of guilt surrounds her, leaving her nowhere to escape. She can only hold Lan Qing tightly.

Looking at her like this, Lan Qing felt a pain in the bottom of his heart. His dark eyes tightened and held her shoulder firmly. She looked at her own eyes with a low voice, but there was no doubt about it.

"Qingning, you look at me, you look at my eyes, I tell you, it's none of your business, it's the resentment of the previous generation, it's none of your business! Do you understand? Even if you know all the truth, so what? Do you think your mother and Uncle Chen would like to see you like this? "

Li Qingning looked up at his eyes, she saw his own pupil, helpless, sad, desperate face.

She suddenly stopped crying and shaking. There was a faint pain in her head, as if the anesthetic had gone from her body after the operation.

The blood in her body is still flowing rapidly. There is a voice that seems to be shouting in her body. As soon as her feet are soft, she can't help falling to one side, and then falls heavily into Lan Qing's broad chest.

When she opened her eyes again, they had been sitting in the car to go home. The temperature of the air conditioner in the extended Lincoln saloon car was suitable, isolating the cold outside, which was warm as spring.

She twisted her eyebrows and opened her eyes. She saw Lan Qing sitting by with a glass of bubble water in her hand. She was looking out of the window, wondering what she was thinking. Her body was covered with his coat, which was damp, as if there were traces of her tears.

After hearing the sound behind her, Lan Qing turned his head and looked at her. The smile at the corner of his mouth was still gentle and said softly, "are you awake?"

"How could I... How could I suddenly faint?" She rubbed her head and sat up from the leather seat. It's the first time I've slept so soundly since I heard about Uncle Chen's death.

Lan Qing went to her and sat down, supported her in her arms, then put the cup of bubble water into her hand, stroked her hair, said: "you should be too sad, I'm not here these days, is not a good meal?"

His serious expression made Li Qingning, who had always been dignified, suddenly smile. She shrugged her shoulders and said, "you speak so professionally, it's a little bit of Du Zihao."

Lan Qing pulled the corner of his mouth to half, dropped his eyes and pretended to be thoughtful, then turned his mouth and said, "how can Du Zihao be handsome?"

She nodded and said thoughtfully, "well, you said the same thing."

After this sleep, the feeling of being pressed out of breath in her heart eased slightly.

In the distant universe, from another point of view, the earth is just a small blue sphere spinning silently, like the tears of a little mermaid from the depths of the ocean.

However, from a close view, or even a close observation with a magnifying glass, we can see that all kinds of complicated things are happening every day, every time, every place.

These truths, like black particles, envelop the earth imperceptibly, waiting for the day when all secrets and schemes will burst out together and disperse with the planet in the universe to become a small member of the vast stars.