Tilt blue to Zhang Lingsheng a bowl of soup in person, put in her hand, warm voice way: "drink some."

However, his majesty didn't move his chopsticks. How could Zhang Ling dare?

Her lips are pale, but it doesn't affect her overall indifferent and quiet temperament. The quiet elegance of a lavender like fragrance is emanated from her bones.

Linglie has read countless people.

But he didn't want to judge the girl his son was loving.

Just because Zhang Ling is now washing but not demon, so he didn't directly let Yunxuan take her away.

"I heard that you and Qinglan have been friends for six years." Linglie shook the red wine in her hand, looked at the girl, and said: "I've seen your achievements and materials, and I know something about you. Today, let's not talk about anything else. Let's have a meal to celebrate your success in crossing the college entrance examination! "

Linglie suddenly held the goblet and raised it to the children.

Tilt for the first response, holding the cup up.

Tilt blue is like a person who shouldn't like, so some of the guilty, at this moment as long as the father doesn't let him and Zhang Ling separate, let him do what he does.

He also raised the cup and looked at Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling held up the coconut milk awkwardly, but he felt that it was neither lifting nor not lifting.

Fortunately, after linglie and Qingrong touched each other, they swallowed the red wine with their mouths open, and did not hold it for too long.

We all ate in order.

The atmosphere is very cold. From time to time, Qingrong will say two words, but Qinglan and linglie don't connect with him.

Linglie has nothing to say.

Tilt blue is heart empty, dare not talk more, dare not show too excited.

Even in such an environment, tilt blue still takes care of Zhang Ling very much. It doesn't matter if he has enough to eat, but he needs Zhang Ling to have enough to eat.

At the same time when everyone was eating, linglie suddenly made a noise, or directly to Zhang Lingdao: "the information I found shows that Miss Zhang and her grandmother have been living in a small town on the outskirts of H City, and I don't know what relatives are around now?"

Tilt to allow directly meal, have relatives, still need to ask?

Tilt blue also has some worries, but he gives Zhang Ling an encouraging look, suggesting that she is honest and truthful, don't worry about anything.

And Zhang Ling, a pair of hands under the table tangled on his leg, looked at Ling lie and then staggered his eyes.

Linglie's eyes, if they are as black and bright as the adoration, seem to have insight into everything in the world, and seem to contain and precipitate everything in the world.

She frowned slightly and whispered, "I..."

"Look at me and answer." Linglie bleak voice, expression is still very light.

Zhang Ling slowly raised her eyes, looked at Ling lie, her little hands trembled unnaturally on her legs, and tried to calm her mood. She replied, "my parents died early, and followed my grandmother in the country a long time ago."

"What about other relatives?" Linglie asked, "how much do you know about your parents?"

Zhang Ling sipped his lips and said, "there is no other close relatives. My grandmother said, my parents are college students, really love each other and gave birth to me, only an accident happened, so they are not here. My grandpa and grandma divorced. When my grandma saw that I was poor, she took me home and raised me up. "

Before, she also said that to tilt blue.

So tilt blue don't think there's any problem.

But linglie said, "what are your parents' names?"

Zhang Ling was shocked for a moment, then said: "my father's name is Zhang, my name is Zhang Tong, my mother I'm not sure. Grandma didn't say that. "

Linglie picked up her eyebrows: "what does your grandfather do?"

Zhang Ling seems to be a little cautious: "it seems that it's in the city. I don't know the details."

"What's your own mother's name? You never ask? Even if you didn't understand when you were very young, but you have been to middle school later, and your grades are still excellent, how can you never ask your mother's name? What do your grandparents do? Which university did your parents go to together? How old were you when they had an accident? Which city did the accident happen again? Have you seen a picture of your mother? Does this person really exist in my memory? "

Zhang Ling: "..."

Linglie's series of questions sounds aggressive but realistic.

Especially after another two seconds, he said in a cold voice, "that's not someone else. It's the parents who gave birth to you. For a child who has never felt the love of his father and his mother, what he wants most is the news about his parents. Isn't it strange that you don't know how to ask three times? "

Ling Li had such an experience when he was a child, so he understood the desire for family love in the heart of the orphan.

And the same is true for Qingrong and Qinglan. When they were little, they had no parents or father around them. They would keep dreaming in their hearts. Qinglan and Qingmu are chasing Mu Tianxing and asking about things related to Daddy.

Even if you can't see, you want to know who your parents are.

Want to know their names.

Want to see their pictures.

But Zhang Ling didn't know her mother's name, didn't even see any photos, and didn't ask, ask or look for her.

Zhang Ling was speechless and his hands were shaking even more under the table.

Qinglan saw this, caught one of her hands and held it in his palm, then looked at linglie: "father! It must be something her grandmother didn't want her to know about her family, so she never said. "

Linglie suddenly slanted his head, supported his temples in one hand, and asked lazily, "is that right?"

The private room was dead.

Suddenly, linglie sat up straight and looked at Zhang Ling: "if you have any difficulties, you can say it now. I, give you, and only give you this chance! "

Zhang Ling's pupils shrink!

She shook her head, and then she took Qinglan's hand and began to sob sadly, "I, I can't understand what your father is saying."

Inclined to look at Zhang Ling thoughtfully, linglie seems to be waiting.

But two minutes later, she said nothing.

"That's it!" Linglie finally gets up, but this time she says to Qinglan, "go back."

"Father! Lingling is a good girl, can you not do this to her? She doesn't want to be adopted or... "

However, if Qinglan tries to fight for it, he will be interrupted by linglie halfway!

"Have you forgotten what you said to me in the car today?"

Linglie stared at him without expression: "who told me to let go if she liked it any more? Who said that even if she dared to marry you, she would not dare to marry? Who said that it felt like revenge of the fierce ghost? Qinglan, you are 17 years old. Your science is so good. How about your sense? "