Chapter 17 Lingyun’s mother

Manager Zhang came to his senses and said to Ling Yun, "Mr. Ling, I won't force you to get the diamonds in your daughter's hands. Let's talk about these two small ones."

What do you mean by not forcing yourself? It’s obvious that you can’t do anything to my daughter. Damn you, I didn’t expect you to be so thick-skinned.

"Well, I won't talk nonsense to you. You can take full control of these two diamonds. When you're done, just put the money into my card."

"How can this be done? We have only met twice, and you are not afraid that I will take your diamonds and run away."

"Don't doubt anyone you trust, don't trust anyone you employ. I believe in you."

Manager Zhang didn't expect Ling Yun to trust him so much, and quickly patted his chest to assure him.

At this time, Brother Qiang came over and asked Ling Yun for instructions, "Sir, we have finished cleaning, can we go home?"

"Well, it was done well. Let's go and keep a low profile from now on."

Hearing that Ling Yun asked him to leave, Brother Qiang almost cried with joy. His old face turned red. He knew that he could easily get into trouble if he had a bad temper. He secretly made up his mind to change things, otherwise he would not be so lucky next time.

After Brother Qiang left, Manager Zhang also stood up and said goodbye. For a while, only the father and daughter and the little puppy lying on the ground were left.

At this time, Lingyun's cell phone rang. The little guy glanced at the phone screen and saw the word "Mom" displayed on it. Although the little guy didn't know the word, she knew it was her grandma's phone number. She curled her lips, hummed, and continued playing. diamond.

Ling Yun knew why. Every time he talked to his mother on the phone, he told Qian Qian to keep quiet, so his mother didn't know she had a granddaughter. The little guy was very dissatisfied about this, so he had this expression.

Looking at his cell phone, Ling Yun was in a daze. The memories from before time travel came back. His mother saved money for him and often sent money to his unsatisfied son. He was addicted to games and often lost his temper with her.

"Hey, Mom" ​​came after such a long time that my voice was almost choked with sobs.

"Xiaoyun, how are you doing recently? Mom finished tutoring today and got five thousand yuan. I will call you tomorrow. You should save some money," said Ling Yun's mother.

Ling Yun burst into tears as he listened to his mother's words. As expected, his mother is the best in the world. When the little guy saw his father crying, he also shed tears.

"Mom, there's no need to send me money."

Ling Yun's mother heard that Ling Yun's voice was a little choked, "Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you? Is something wrong? Tell your mother."

"Woo woo, woo woo, daddy, don't cry." The little guy cried and hugged Ling Yun.

"It's okay, Mom, I'm so happy, I have money." He wiped his tears. Everyone was as fragile as a child in front of their mother, even his great emperor Ling Yun.

"Son, where did you get the money? Don't do stupid things." Ling Yun's mother knew that her son's situation was impossible for him to have money.

"Mom, really, I didn't lie to you." Ling Yun reached out and hugged Sissi, who was still crying.

"Daddy, don't cry." Sissi's young hands helped Ling Yun wipe the tears from her eyes.

"Child?" Ling's mother heard a child crying over her son's side, and vaguely heard that the child called Ling Yun his father.

"Well, my daughter is here. Mom, you have done nainai. I originally planned to visit you in a few days. I wanted to give you a surprise, but I can't hide it now."

Ling Yun's mother was so happy when she heard that she had a granddaughter, "Is it true, Xiaoyun, what's her name, and how old is she?" She didn't blame her son for not telling her right away.

"I named her Ling Yuexian. She is just over two years old, and her nickname is Qianxi."

"Well, the results are good. The child is so small. Where is the mother?"

"I'm taking her alone. Now is not the time to talk about her mother."

"No, you can take care of it yourself? How can you take care of your child if you can't take care of yourself? Listen to me. Mom will go find you tomorrow."

"Mom, you don't have to come over. I'll go find you in a few days."

"No, no, I'll go tomorrow. I want to see my granddaughter."

Ling Yun couldn't resist his mother, so he had no choice but to let her go. Anyway, he came as he came and moved into the villa tomorrow. He also let her see his changes. He was no longer the ignorant young man he once was, and he had the ability to take care of his daughter.

"Son, would my granddaughter want to chat with me? Will she not like me as a grandma?"

"Mom, don't worry, Sissi is very well-behaved and can talk now." She said and put the phone to Sissi's ear.

"Sissi, I want to chat with you," Ling Yun said to her while wiping her tears.

The little guy blinked, sniffed, and calmed down. "Hey, nainai, guess who I am."

Ling's mother didn't expect that her granddaughter would be like this when she spoke to her for the first time. It was so cute that she couldn't laugh or cry.

"Well, are you Sissi? Your father has told me."

When the little girl heard that her father had betrayed her, she pouted, "Hey, you stinky daddy."

Ling Yun was shot even though he was lying down. This was not done knowingly. How can you blame me?

In a villa in the Linjiang villa complex, Qin Lan looked at her cell phone and said, "Damn Ling Yun, you won't let me talk to my daughter on the phone. I will definitely prank you tomorrow."

An Qing, who was far away in Jinling, was a little worried. The new album was coming out in a week, but the title song had not yet been decided. She had visited several composers in the past few days, but nothing was satisfactory.

"Sister Qing, why don't we ask Mr. Li to write a title song for us?" Assistant Han Xiaoai said

Li Lao, a famous Chinese composer, composed dozens of classic songs when he was young, and his composition skills are still as good as before.

"Sister, you have to think clearly. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Maybe it's also a chance for us to turn around. Are you really going to give up like that?" Han Xiaoai continued.

"If you really can't, let's talk." An Qing said, walking to the window and looking in the direction of Jiangbei City.

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