Chapter 402

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

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

"Eleven, eleven." She pushed her shoulder.

Eleven tired of open eyes, voice hoarse, "how?"

"I just heard a voice on the balcony."

"Come on, get out and see." Eleven's eyes were clear in an instant. Then he walked out of the bathroom, and Cang Ling ran after him.

After he made sure that the balcony was empty, he motioned Cangling to wait in the room. He carefully observed the garden and the surrounding area on the balcony, and then let Cangling go out.

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

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

Just now, there was a man on his balcony, only separated by a layer of glass which could not be blocked by anything. Even if the man had not 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? " There is no love in life.

"Well, the security here is not so powerful. When you come to see you at Zhengyang next time, you can ask him to send Bai Zhi back." I'm a little embarrassed.

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

"That's the only way." Cang Ling is a little tired, physically and mentally tired, "people are gone, go back to rest."

Xi Xi took a deep look at the footprints, followed canglian back to the bedroom, carefully locked the windows, pulled the curtains tightly, and then quietly went back to the bathroom.

Wake up the next day is already 11 o'clock in the morning, canglian went into the bathroom to see, empty already no 11 figure.

After washing, canglian went back to bed and sat in a daze.

Going out on their own may scare the servants in the villa. Let them find out naturally when someone comes in.

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

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

"Well." Cang Ling nodded.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" The servant's expression was a little normal.

"There's nothing wrong." Cang Ling took a look at the moving food on the servant's tray. "Let the kitchen prepare some light food. I'm a little hungry."

"Yes, miss. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"It's OK. You go out first."

Half an hour later, Cang Ling walked out of her room for the first time. She was dazzled by the American style and luxurious villa.

In the dining room 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 coma made her stomach unable to adapt to the food, so Cangling was full after a few mouthfuls.

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

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

Cangling looked at the sun outside the window, walked out of the door, the warm sunshine sprinkled on her body, this long lost warm feeling almost moved her to cry.

She walked around the garden of the villa, tired and weak. When she came back to the villa, as soon as Cangling entered the living room, she saw a man in a suit, 40 or 50 years old.

"Ling'er, I'm back." Men are very natural.

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

However, it was only the first time that they met each other.

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

"Who are you?"

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

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

"Is there a paternity test?"

Cang Ling can't accept the sudden appearance of her father. Although the man in front of her doesn't seem to hate him, she still rejects him from the bottom of her heart.

For many years before, the role of father was not pleasant for her.

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

Cang Ling felt a little more comfortable. At least, the man had basic trust in his mother. They once had love.Thinking of her mother's sudden suicide and the news she had collected before, Cang Ling's eyes at Yan Zhengyang were very complicated.

Could her biological father be the culprit for her mother's death?

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

For decades, Cang Ling's eyes and subtle movements were in his eyes.

Cang Ling was really tired. She went to the sofa on the other side and sat down. She wanted to ask about her mother, but what she said was, "when will Bai Zhi come back?"

"I've got someone to pick him up. I'll be at the villa tomorrow night."

"Thank you."

Cang Ling kept silent and lowered her head. For a moment, she didn't know how to get along with her father who suddenly appeared in her.

"Ling'er, you are very similar to your mother." Banquet Zhengyang looking at Cangling's side face, light smile.

Cang Ling retorted in surprise, "how can it be that I have kept my mother's picture all the time. My mother is a great beauty, and I'm far behind her."

Banquet Zhengyang suddenly smile, eyes deep looking at Cangling, "your mother is very beautiful, you naturally will not be bad."

She frowned, as if the words had some meaning.

Cang Ling's puzzled appearance fell into Yan Zhengyang's eyes, and she also felt particularly lovely. She and her most beloved woman's blood all felt good.

"Ling'er, you have been very beautiful since you were a child. In order to protect you better, your mother and I tried our best to hide some of your beauty, but now we don't need it. Your father has enough ability to protect you. When do you want to restore your true appearance, just wash your face with this medicine. The servants in the villa are trustworthy. They don't talk nonsense. "

Is Cangling the one she understood?

Her face now is not her real face.

It sounds so mysterious. If it wasn't for the famous Yan Zhengyang and her biological father, she would really suspect that he was a charlatan.

"Take it." Yan Zhengyang handed Cangling a small bottle of "water" without color.

Cang Ling's hand trembled a little.