Cheng Ling has tried hard to suppress himself, telling himself in his heart that it is very possible. It's a trap, maybe, the photo is of a fake person.

"Do you have a way to judge the authenticity of a photo?"

Zhang Hanhan was the first to react, seeing how cautious Cheng Ling was. She didn't dare to neglect, "Is it very important?"

"Well, very important. More important than life."

Cheng Ling's eyes were shining brightly. Zhang Hanhan would ask this question. There must be a way.

Zhang Hanhan especially likes some messy things, and she really knows how to distinguish the authenticity of a photo.

Joke, she's a professional. Otherwise, when you usually read gossip magazines, how can you tell which news is true and which is false?

to this end. Zhang Hanhan put in a lot of hard work.

*

When Xi Shiche came home. From a distance, he could see his little wife hugging her legs, burying her face deeply between her legs, not knowing what she was doing.

As he got closer, he heard a faint sobbing sound. Like just crying.

Xi Shiche reached out and hugged her. asked softly. "Baby, what's the matter?"

He knew that pregnant women's emotions changed greatly. Easy to be moved, easy to cry, easy to be happy, he thought that Cheng Ling might have watched some TV series or read that touching book today, that's why he was like this.

The big hand gently ran along her back, soothing her a little.

The person in his arms moved slightly. Xi Shiche originally thought that he would see a crying face, but he didn't expect that it was Cheng Ling's smiling face that caught his eyes.

Wasn't that sniffling sound just now? but laughter?

Cheng Ling happily grabbed Xi Shiche's lapel, wanting to share the good things with him and share the joy in his heart with him.

Xi Shiche put his big hand on her face, stroking her eyebrows, "What's the matter, so happy?"

He likes to see her smile, that wanton smile is full of happiness and joy, which makes Xi Shiche very satisfied.

"Brother, brother, he is still alive!"

Cheng Ling said it word by word, fearing that what he said would not be clear enough, he deliberately increased the intensity.

The news that her brother was still alive made her very excited.

"In England, my brother is in England now."

Cheng Ling, who was caught up in excitement, didn't realize that Xi Shiche's aura had changed at all, and his dark eyes deepened a lot.

"Baby, what are you talking about? Cheng Hao is gone."

Cheng Ling didn't care about Xi Shiche's splash of cold water. She thought that Xi Shiche didn't know about her brother, but she carefully took out the photo from her bosom, like a child showing an adult his own baby. Focused and cautious, "Look, this is a photo of my brother, he is in England now."

Xi Shiche didn't make a sound, and didn't even look at his eyes, "Baby, can a dead person be resurrected? If he is still alive, he will come back when you are so hard. Baby, you know it too. Now there is a pair of eyes staring at you, this is one of his traps, you still want to jump into it?"

The smile on Cheng Ling's face froze. Xi Shiche's words made sense, but he poured cold water on the excitement in her heart.

But thinking of Zhang Hanhan's words, Cheng Ling regained his motivation, "It's really brother, the photo is real, I've identified it."

Cheng Ling already believes that this is true, so it is absolutely true.

She is so stubborn.

"Okay, so what do you want baby?"

Xi Shiche looked at Cheng Ling quietly, his appearance made Cheng Ling a little at a loss, she didn't know how to express what was in her heart.

Since she knew that her brother was still alive and in England, she must go there.

However, she promised Xi Shiche that she would stay at home obediently and not wander around.

She once said swearingly that for the safety of the baby, she would definitely have a safe pregnancy.

It wasn't long before I said these words, and I didn't expect that I was going to slap myself in the face, but it was still so loud.

After a long silence, Cheng Ling's heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

It was silent, so quiet, very eerie.

Cheng Ling slightly raised his eyes, carefully looked at Xi Shiche's face for a moment, and then mustered up his courage, "I want to go to England."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Ling didn't feel relieved, on the contrary, she felt more and more heavy.

A pair of agile eyes fixedly stared at Xi Shiche's face, as if trying to see through his eyes.

With those eyes as deep and unpredictable as black holes, she couldn't see what he was thinking.

The more this happened, the more flustered Cheng Ling became. She knew that Xi Shiche must be angry.

Anyone who changes it will be angry.

I am pregnant with a child, and the baby is still unstable, but I am still not afraid of death and make troubles one after another, and now I have to go to England.

"Mr. Xi, I..."

Cheng Ling still wanted to explain.

"If you want to go, just go!"

Cheng Ling thought that he would lose his temper, or even go into a rage.

How could he have thought that he would be so calm, so calm that he was not like him at all.

"Mr. Xi, are you angry? It's not that I don't care about the baby's safety, I don't want to put myself in danger, it's just that..." my brother.

Before she could say the last three words, Xi Shiche interrupted her.

He rubbed her hair with his big hands, "That's your brother, so, regardless of everything, you have to go find him yourself."

"Whether it's true or not, you have to witness it yourself."

"This is my wife!"

Cheng Lingling felt the warmth of those big hands, and he gently rubbed her head, but Cheng Ling felt that some kind of power was continuously injected into her body.

There is a little sweetness in my heart, which is different from knowing that my brother may still be alive, this is sweet, sweet to my heart.

He understands her so well and is so considerate of her. Cheng Ling feels that having such a husband is her greatest happiness.

She hugged his strong waist tightly, as if to return his feelings.

At night, Cheng Ling fell asleep early.

Xi Shiche walked out of the bedroom and went to the study.

The phone rang, it was Lu Yuanfeng's call.

"What are you thinking? Zhang Hanhan has Cheng Hao's photo in his bag. Why do you still ask me to take her back to Xi's house, otherwise Cheng Ling wouldn't see it."

"Everything is under my control."

"I said, she won't know, that is, she won't know."

From several times of fighting, Xi Shiche had already figured out the opponent's tricks. He already knew that Zhang Hanhan was robbed. It was a trap. It was a trap for the opponent to lure Cheng Ling to Yinglun.

Then, he will come up with a trick to invite you into the urn.

Even if Cheng Ling went to England, he would come back soon.

She still won't know what she shouldn't know for the time being, unless he proves that it is true.