Chapter 326 Call her sister

After closing the door, Jiang Qilan took his notebook, sat down at the table, and turned on the lamp.

Cheng Ling's two handwritings really have no connection.

When he first came here, he could imagine her inner shock and confusion.

In this situation, she can still pay attention to these tiny details, which is really amazing.

Look at that row of very beautiful words again.

This handwriting is the same as the one that wrote the address of her mother's safe house in Mexico at the hand-held meat shop.

There is no disguised handwriting.

In other words, she is completely defenseless against him.

Jiang Qilan gently stroked the row of powerful words with side edges like orchids and bamboos, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

He never asked how old Cheng Ling was before she was an agent.

But today, when he heard Cheng Ling call her mother "Sister Yue", Jiang Qilan became a little worried.

What if she is older than me... Do I still have to call her sister?

Although it is not impossible.

Cheng Ling... Sister.

Why does it feel bitter?

Jiang Qilan's breathing stagnated for a moment, and his mind could not help but slide into the dark side of his consciousness.

He quickly gathered his consciousness and tried to focus on the row of beautiful words.

He took out a pen and imitated Cheng Ling's handwriting on a blank piece of paper, writing one stroke after another.

He always got happiness and strength from Cheng Ling, which made him dare not and could not stop.

He wanted to run forward with her side by side.

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Ji Chengyue gradually calmed down after venting his emotions for a while.

Cheng Ling led her and sat side by side on the sofa.

Cheng Ling took out a wet tissue from her bag, tore it open, and handed it to her.

Ji Chengyue took it and couldn't help but secretly look at Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling looked indifferent, with a gentle smile and calm demeanor.

Whether it was the current Cheng Ling or the former Cheng Ling, they all had the same ability, an ability to make people feel at ease and calm down.

Once again, Cheng Ling explained her life experience.

She wanted to record her words, and next time she encountered a situation that needed explanation, she would just play the recording.

Similarly, she omitted her past life with Jiang Qilan.

In the middle of the conversation, Cheng Ling pulled Ji Chengyue to the kitchen because she heard Ji Chengyue's stomach growling several times.

It took at least fifteen hours to fly from Mexico to Fengcheng, and at least seventeen hours including the car journey.

After eating a few bites of the meal at home, I knew about Cheng Ling's matter and was no longer in the mood to eat.

Cheng Ling was nimble and could do two things at the same time, talking and cooking at the same time.

Ji Chengyue clapped his hands and got nervous from time to time.

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"I saw you being rescued by Nolan in the sheepdog software." Cheng Ling said as she poured green peppers into the wok and stir-fried them. The wok emitted fragrant green smoke. She dodged with her face turned sideways and continued to ask, "What happened when you arrived in America?"

Ji Chengyue then told him everything that happened to him in America in detail.

He talked about Amos who had nightmares, Dr. Ken who treated Amos, and Nolan who was still upset about Cheng Ling's death and began to doubt Amos...

When Ji Chengyue finished talking about everything, Cheng Ling just put the last dish on the plate and washed his hands.

She turned to Ji Chengyue and said, "You said you got Amos's secret? Give me a copy later."

Ji Chengyue was dejected: "It's useless. I can't defeat him. I tried."

Cheng Ling blinked, "That's not necessarily true. The same thing has different effects in different people's hands. Maybe I can play a miraculous role."

"Then I'll get it for you now."

Cheng Ling held her back, "Don't worry. Let's eat first. Let your husband and children eat with you?"

"Okay. Wait for me to call Lao Jiang and Qiyun."

After a pause, Ji Chengyue winked, "You go call Qilan."

Cheng Ling was rarely embarrassed: "... Did you see it?"

"I first suspected Qilan's attitude." Ji Chengyue said.

"He is naturally cold. When I said I wanted to see you, he stopped me. In the end, it was him who contacted you. Moreover, the look in his eyes when he looked at you was particularly hot."

In addition, from Cheng Ling's description, she noticed that Cheng Ling was a little subtle when she mentioned Jiang Qilan.

All the clues showed that the relationship between the two people was unusual.

"But I didn't expect that the one who made your iron tree bloom was actually my stinky boy."

"His room is the third room on the right upstairs. There is a wooden sign hanging on the door with his name written in brush."

"Go quickly."

Cheng Ling went upstairs.

She walked lightly and looked at the furnishings in the room as she walked.

She also saw a photo of Brother Lan, who was seven or eight years old, hanging on the wall. He was wearing a riding suit, holding a riding helmet, and standing next to a tall red horse.

He had a stubborn expression on his face.

She took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the photo before going upstairs.

Turn right, the third room.

I saw it.

There was a wooden sign "Qilan" hanging on the door. From the vigorous handwriting, it can be seen that it was written by Jiang's father.

She was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, and the door suddenly opened.

Jiang Qilan pulled her in and closed the door.