Chapter 57

If Tang Lingxi dare not move, it is impossible.

In front of the whole world, just to say happy birthday to himself, Tang Lingxi's heart seemed to be hard hit by something, crushed, and then scattered in all directions.

In his eyes, Tang Lingxi didn't see that he was mourning for his death. There was only a kind of firmness and potential.

It's like telling her clearly that one day, he will find her!

He also knew that he was still alive, so he told himself in this way that he could not escape and could not go away. He could only hibernate in the city and would eventually be found by him.

Such a firm Dongling Beichen made Tang Lingxi feel a nameless panic. She began to doubt whether her place was safe and could be found by him.

But what I'm more afraid of is... Her whole body injury.

"It's so happy, if I'm almost moved to death!" the servants on one side saw this picture and immediately gathered together to discuss it.

"Yes, yes, if someone does this to me, no, even in public, I have to marry him."

"I don't know who is so lucky!"

Seeing this, Tang Lingxi also understood that Nanzhi of Dongling didn't say his identity. With such a ghost on his face, it is estimated that few people can find that he is the object of envy of many women.

If you know that their rival is like this, you will be shocked!

"Sister, can you pass me the mirror?" Tang Lingxi turned to look at the servant.

The mirror was brought. Tang Lingxi trembled and slowly approached his face, like holding a golden thing.

There are many scratches and friction marks on the face. The whole face is about to be beyond recognition. If it recovers as soon as possible, I'm afraid the deepest wound will scar and leave marks.

Such a self, facing the eagerness of Dongling Beichen, suddenly wanted to step back and stay far away.

"Isn't it ugly?" Tang Lingxi asked, looking at himself in the mirror, but more like talking to himself.

"It's OK. Now the scar removal is very powerful."

"Hope." Tang Lingxi twisted his head and looked at the deep hole in his face, as if he had engraved an indelible mark in his heart.

The whole body began to ache slightly again. The servant said that the medicine had passed and hurriedly took care of her to lie down. When Tang Lingxi closed her eyes, the picture always flashed in her mind.

Dongling Beichen looked at the camera firmly. He could see the bright and lustrous eyes in his eyes and the resolute expression on his face.

Happy birthday, Tang Lingxi.

Tang Lingxi frowned tightly and pinched the back of his hand, but the pain was not as painful as the spread of the wound all over his body.

It was not easy to fall asleep. It seemed that she heard the last sad cry of Dongling Beichen on the cliff that day, which directly pierced her eardrum, so that she could never forget it.

Forget it, forget it

Perhaps all he did was to use himself. He knew he was Dongling Nanzhi's fiancee, so he just played a game and planned his step by step into his plan.

When he was disobedient, he felt a kind of distance.

At this time, the Cheng family had already turned upside down. Cheng Xinzhou stamped his feet and pointed to the TV to scold, while Ouyang Yalan and Cheng Linglong looked at each other in horror.

"That boy, when did that boy get involved with Lingxi?" Cheng Xinzhou blew his beard and stared angrily.

Although Dongling's family is rich and generous, climbing up is also a big tree to enjoy the cool, but the disappearance of Lingxi has something to do with him. It's hypocritical to hold a news conference now.

"Don't worry, husband. The child must be fine."

Ouyang Yalan comforts Cheng Linglong while giving him color. Cheng Linglong Li changes a smiling face and helps Cheng Xinzhou sit down.

"Dad, you don't have to worry. The Dongling family has great power. You can find it."

Cheng Xinzhou calmed his anger and calmed down. At this time, he had a big belly, but his temples had white hair. Although his small eyes were dull, they were moist at the moment.

"Dad, you have a good rest. You haven't slept for a day or two. Sister Lingxi must be fine. I'll visit Dongling's house in person this afternoon and ask about sister Lingxi by the way."

Cheng Xinzhou was relieved, nodded, and was helped back to his bedroom.

As soon as Cheng Xinzhou left, Ouyang Yalan's gentle smile immediately stiffened, ruthlessly pinched a basin of Chlorophytum leaves next to the sofa and tore them to pieces.

"Mom, why did that little bitch die so badly? Did the hospital miss that time?"

"Keep your voice down." Ouyang Yalan wanted to cover her mouth. "It seems that we couldn't find her last time because Dongling Beichen hid her, but now even Dongling Beichen can't help her. I see where she can go."

Cheng Ling long threw away the nail polish that he had just smeared, and was rubbed off when he helped Cheng Xinzhou.

"It is said that Beichen of Dongling hasn't found it all day and night. What else can we do?"

"Look, keep looking. Maybe we'll succeed first!" Ouyang Yalan looked at Cheng Linglong's virtue and immediately patted her head. "You know how to read beauty and fashion magazines every day. Your mind should be clearer!"

Cheng Linglong blew his delicate nails in a slow tone, but with a kind of Yin cold.

"Don't worry, I will. What you have to wait for now is to sign all the inheritance to me in advance after your brother left?"