The love of a wealthy family has changed, the scumbag president don't touch me

"Young master, you are back."

"Yeah." Ling Ziqian gave a soft hum, and just put on his slippers, he raised his eyes and saw a hand reaching out to grab the food bag next to his leg, he quickly reached out to stop him, and said anxiously: "Mother Lan, you Don't move, I'm coming!"

"It's okay, I can..." Lan's mother said softly with some helplessness.

"If your back hurts, rest well, I will do this!" Ling Ziqian looked at Lan's mother nervously, picked up the food bag first, and said half complaining half heartbrokenly while walking towards the kitchen.

"My back doesn't hurt anymore, so you don't have to be so nervous." Mother Lan followed Ling Ziqian slowly, looking at his tall figure, and said.

Ling Ziqian entered+ entered the kitchen, and methodically sorted the purchased food, stored what should be stored, and put what should be put in the refrigerator, as if he was in the kitchen frequently.

Suddenly, Ling Ziqian wrinkled his nose, and then tilted his head to look at the table in the restaurant outside. When he saw the tableware and dishes on the table, he frowned and walked towards the table. There was a look of displeasure.

The dishes on the table are clearly the masterpieces of Lan's mother. The dishes cooked by Lan's mother are full of flavor and flavor, which are incomparable to those part-time workers, so he can tell the difference just by smelling them.

"Did the hourly worker not come today?" Ling Ziqian frowned fiercely and asked in a deep voice.

"not coming……"

Lan's mother hadn't finished speaking when Ling Ziqian became angry, and immediately took out the phone from his coat pocket with a cold face, "What are you doing—"

"Don't call and scold people, I won't let them come again." Lan's mother knew what he wanted to do when she saw him like that, and quickly stopped her.

Ling Ziqian was slightly taken aback, and his dialing fingers stopped immediately. He frowned and looked at Lan's mother in confusion, his voice softened immediately, and asked softly, "Why didn't you let them come?"

"My waist is really healed. I can do the cooking and cleaning by myself. What do I want them to do?" Lan's mother looked at Ling Ziqian dumbfoundedly, and said softly.

Hearing this, Ling Ziqian whispered angrily, "Mother Lan, how many times do you want me to tell you—"

"I know you want me to enjoy a happy life!" Lan's mother hurriedly interrupted his words, continued to sigh softly, and complained half-truthfully: "But I have been doing this for decades, and you suddenly let me If you don’t do anything, then what am I doing here? Besides, I’m not satisfied with what they did, and I have to do it again after they’ve done it, why bother?”

"Mother Lan..." Ling Ziqian frowned fiercely, and moaned helplessly.

"Don't talk, don't talk, eat quickly, the food is almost cold." Lan's mother was afraid that he would chatter for a long time, waved to him quickly, picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed him, urging.

Seeing that Lan's mother had made up her mind, Ling Ziqian knew that it would be useless to say more, so she sighed quietly, and could only sit down, take the chopsticks handed over by Lan's mother, and eat.

Ling Ziqian picked up the bowl and was about to eat, but after thinking about it, he was still not at ease. He couldn't help but look up at Lan's mother, and reconfirmed, "Is your waist really healed?"

"I promise!" Lan's mother put a piece of fish into his bowl, and said three words seriously.

"Let Lao Liu check you again tomorrow!" Ling Ziqian said while lowering his head and starting to eat.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Lan's mother secretly rolled her eyes, and replied helplessly. Then, afraid that he would talk endlessly, she quickly grabbed another rib and put it in his bowl, urging softly, "Eat quickly."

Ling Ziqian nodded, began to eat seriously, and did not speak any more.

Lan's mother looked deeply at Ling Ziqian who was eating silently, seeing him getting more and more lifeless, she couldn't help feeling a little sad in her heart.

Five years ago, when she heard the bad news, Mother Lan really hated Ling Ziqian to death. She was so sad that she wanted to kill him to avenge Miss Jiu.But when she saw his sadness and despair and he was about to drink the poisoned coffee, she temporarily changed her mind, because she suddenly felt that it was too cheap to poison him like this, so she waved and knocked him down. ordered coffee.

Because she saw that Ling Ziqian was really in pain, Lan's mother felt that he should save his life and let him slowly bear the heartbreaking pain of losing Xiaojiu. Spend in regret, that is the solution to hatred.

After spilling the coffee, Lan's mother left Ling's house heartbroken, and rented a simple and cheap house casually, planning to stay in this city and die alone.

But the next day, an uninvited guest came to her rental house, and she would never be able to drive her away again.

Ling Ziqian offered to take care of her again, but she flatly refused.So during those days, he went to the company during the day, and parked the car in front of the rental house at night, and he slept in the car.

Lan's mother knew that Ling Ziqian wanted to atone for his sins. He was doing it for Xiaojiu, so he insisted on taking care of her.But Lan's mother was deeply resentful, so she naturally refused to let him have a better time, so the stalemate lasted for a month.

Xu was overly sad. During that time, Lan's mother became weaker and weaker, and finally fainted in the rental house one day. In the end, it was naturally Ling Ziqian who found out and sent her to the hospital. Ling Ziyi said that it was fortunate that she was sent to the hospital in time. ,otherwise……

After Lan's mother was discharged from the hospital, Ling Ziqian almost forced her back to the small villa. At that moment, Lan's mother did not refuse again.

So this stay is five years.

At that time, as time passed day by day, Mother Lan watched Ling Ziqian suffer more and more day by day. From the initial joy, to the later unbearable, and now the heartache...

Because she could see very clearly - the young master really "loves" Miss Jiu very much!

In the past five years, his life was very monotonous. Apart from the company, he stayed at home with her, an old woman, and he rarely even went back to Ling's old house. 13acv.

Please be modest.And when he was at home, his favorite place to stay was the bedroom, because it was full of photos of Miss...

The entire wall is full of delicate and beautiful Nine Misses, angry, happy, resentful, pouting and coquettish... All kinds of Nine Misses are in the young master's room.

Lan's mother once thought that she would be very happy to see him in pain, but when she saw him live like a walking dead every day as she wished, she found that she was not as happy as she imagined.

Five years, what a long time, she has gradually come out of the sadness, but he seems to be getting sadder, and the time spent in the bedroom is getting longer and longer every day.

He lived very tired, every day seemed to be tormented in a pan of oil, and the aura that was worse than death permeating from his body became stronger and stronger.

right!He is still alive, but living like this is no different from being dead... What's more, he might as well be dead...

"Eldest young master..." Mother Lan suddenly called softly.

"Huh?" Ling Ziqian buried his head in his meal without raising his head, and let out a nasal sound carelessly.

"that……"

"Is there a problem?"

Sensing Lan's mother hesitated to speak, Ling Ziqian slowly raised his head to look at Lan's mother, swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked.

Lan's mother frowned slightly, a look of perplexity flashed across her eyes, she hesitated, she sighed and said softly, "Today the eldest lady called several times."

Hearing this, Ling Ziqian's hand holding the chopsticks froze slightly, and remained expressionless for a few seconds before he said calmly, "What did you say?"

"Let you go home and see her."

After another silence, Ling Ziqian gently put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, nodded lightly and said, "Okay, I see."

After dinner, Lan's mother rushed to wash the dishes, Ling Ziqian had no choice but to give some instructions, then went upstairs first and went back to the room.

Pushing open the door, the first thing that catches the eye is a beautiful smile, his Jiuer, who has been smiling so sweetly at him for five years...

He gently closed the door behind his back, leaning against the door as if he had suddenly lost his strength, silently looking at the smiling little woman on the wall, his heart ached...

It had been five years, and the moment he came back and saw her every day, his heart was still in severe pain.

The longing and love for her did not fade away because of the passage of time, but became more and more intense, so intense that he thought she had just left...

It turns out that the taste of longing is so bitter, so painful, so hurt...

Slowly, he slid along the door and sat on the floor, with his legs bent, his sad eyes staring at the wall a few meters away for a long time. , in the end, like countless times, he saw him falling asleep in a daze...

I don't know how long I slept...

A cell phone rang suddenly, waking up Ling Ziqian, who was not sleeping soundly. He frowned fiercely, then slowly opened his eyes, and found that it was already bright outside the window.He wasn't surprised at all, because he was already used to it,

He sat by the door and slept in front of her picture again all night.

The phone rang continuously, he took out the phone and answered it, and said a word, "Hello!"

"Where is it?" A cheerful voice came from the phone, it was Mu Junhao.

"Home."

Hearing this, Mu Junhao suddenly shouted angrily: "Are you at home again?" It's not boring to stay at home every day!Mu Junhao didn't dare to say the last sentence, he only dared to slander secretly in his heart.

"Talk about something!" Ling Ziqian frowned impatiently and said in a deep voice.

Mu Junhao heard that he was upset, so he quickly softened his tone and said, "Come out and get together!"

"No—"

Before Ling Ziqian finished his refusal, the phone on the other end suddenly changed hands, and then Xiao Junchu's voice came over, "Come on, Ziqian, it's rare that we are all free today, come out and get together, don't always be bored You are moldy at home!"

"Another day!" Ling Ziqian spit out listlessly.He was not in the mood, let alone moving, he just wanted to be at home with his Jiu'er silently.

"Another day or another day? Just today! Tell yourself, how long has it been since we got together, if you don't come again, we will kill your family, and don't blame us for making a fuss about Mother Lan!" Xiao Junchu threatened angrily .

Ling Ziqian raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, sighed helplessly, "Where are you?"

"We're in Xiaoba's bar, come here quickly, the live football match starts in an hour!"

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