"Don't!" Yu Qing quickly stopped.
But two bodyguards came in anyway.
Ling Jingchen didn't look at Yu Qing and ordered the bodyguard: "Go and hand this person over to the police."
Yu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "Chen'er, this guy...where did you catch him?"
Ling Jingchen stretched out his left hand that was in his trouser pocket, and a 108-piece white jade bodhi string fell out from his wrist. His fingers slowly circled the beads and said, "Outside sister Zirou's guest room..."
A meaningful smile also appeared in the man's eyes, and he turned around Su Zirou, "He seems to be eyeing the pair of jade bracelets you gave me on sister Zirou's wrist."
Yu Qing's face turned pale.
Su Zirou also quickly hid her hand wearing a jade bracelet behind her back, and gave Yu Yan a guilty look.
Yu Yan, who was watching, smiled and guessed the whole story.
Ling Qi'an had congenital heart disease. He had his heart transplanted three years ago and survived.
Everyone thought that he would live until his natural death after having a heart transplant. Unexpectedly, just four months ago, in the early summer of this year, his body suddenly appeared strange, and the sequelae of the heart transplant began to occur.
His condition was so severe that after less than a month of treatment, he was told by the doctor that there was nothing he could do to save him, and the Ling family was asked to prepare for his funeral.
The old lady found it difficult to accept a white-haired person giving a black-haired person, so she relied on metaphysics and wanted to marry Ling Qian a wife to make her happy.
However, this happy event was not simple, it was prepared by the old lady.
If Chongxi can really let Ling Qi'an live a little longer, everyone will be happy.
If it's useless to be happy, then it would be good for the Ling family to marry a wife before Ling Qi'an died.
If you want to talk about the reason, it is that after the decision about "making a happy event" was made, the Ling family saved Ling Qian's "essence".
This means that even if he dies, his widow can continue his family lineage through in vitro fertilization through modern medicine.
After this incident spread, in a short period of time, those close to me really wanted to cross the threshold of the Ling family.
Once he and Ling Qian get married and become his legal wife, then when he dies, his wife will be the first heir to his estate.
In the future, if the Ling family is given a healthy great-grandson, they will be extremely wealthy.
In this way, marrying Ling Qian has become a great benefit in the eyes of many people.
But this good thing did not fall into the hands of any of the daughters who coveted the Ling family, but fell into the hands of her who was born in the countryside and had no identity background.
This is not her plan.
After Ling Qi'an learned that he was going to get a wife for him, the only request he made to Mrs. Ling was to marry her.
He also demanded that the wedding should be carried out in a large sedan chair and decorated with red makeup, which made the entire northern upper class know about it.
He said that he was like this because he loved her so much.
Coupled with some human factors that were completely beyond her control, she became Ling Qian's wife.
Some people say that Ling Qian must have true love for her and gave her a lifetime of glory before his death.
Some people also say that Ling Qian was so selfish that she became a widow at the age of 21 and ruined her lifelong happiness.
But in Yu Qing's eyes, these are not important.
The important thing is that she, a country girl, is not worthy of carrying on the Ling family's lineage.
For the sake of the genes of future generations, Yu Qing has always wanted to find a wealthy daughter.
Su Zirou has a good family background and good looks. She has cultivated talents since she was a child and has spent her fortune abroad. She is Ling Qi'an's childhood sweetheart and is very popular with Yu Qing.
She had been married into the Ling family for more than three months. All the ladies she was friends with had given her new daughter-in-law jewelry as gifts. As a mother-in-law, Yu Qing had not expressed anything, but she had given Su Zirou a pair of expensive jewelry. Jade bracelet.
today.
They probably took advantage of the Ling family's troubles and found a man to frame her.
On the hundredth day after Ling Qian's death, if she did something immoral, how could the Ling family tolerate her?
Once she leaves the Ling family, Yu Qing will find a reason to make Su Zirou the new "Second Young Madam" to carry on the family line to her eldest son Ling Qi'an.
The study was quiet for a moment, then Yu Qing sniffed and began to cry, "My poor An'er..."
Su Zirou also started to wipe her eyes: "Brother Qi'an..."
Yu Qing turned her eyes, glared at Yu Yan again, and patted the table hard: "Since it's a misunderstanding, copy the scriptures quickly, don't waste time!"
After saying that, she took the people away.
Ling Jingchen was about to leave, and Yu Yan looked at his side face, "Brother..."
Lest the walls have ears, she indicated the relationship between the two in her title.
Ling Jingchen looked back: "What?"
Yu Yan glanced at the door that was not closed tightly, and said in a high pitched voice: "I don't read much, so I really don't understand what these sentences mean. You happen to be here, can you help me explain what they mean?"
Ling Jingchen was silent and said, "Bring a chair over here."
Two minutes later, the two chairs were placed side by side in front of the desk. Yu Yan also moved the chairs and closed the study door tightly.
Ling Jingchen sat down, and Yu Yan followed suit, but the man said, "Go make a cup of tea."
Yu Yan did not go: "Did you save me before, or..."
"Fun."
The man interrupted her. In his narrow and deep peach blossom eyes, there was a kind of arrogance that looked down upon the world of mortals.
Yu Yan's breathing was stagnant.
"Are you having fun with me?"
This was a bit shocking and a bit stinging for her.
Ling Jingchen lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the scripture she copied, "Let's make tea."
Yu Yan's hands clenched tightly, getting tighter and tighter until the joints turned white.
But after a few seconds, she let go in frustration and made him a cup of green tea.
Ling Jingchen picked up the tea and poured it into the incense burner on the side without saying a word. "This time is not suitable for drinking green tea. Let's make a cup of black tea."
Yu Yan took a deep breath and her eyes turned red, "We just had that, and you treat me like this?"
