Leng Jianchen walked aside, took a deep breath, and then answered the phone, "Lin Na..."

As soon as Leng Jianchen spoke, Lin Na interrupted him. She choked and cried, "Brother Leng, can you come to my house and accompany me?"

"Yes." Leng Jianchen knew that the other party called him at this time, and actually had enough courage. If he refused, he would give her the feeling that the whole world would abandon her.

"Sister Xiaoqian and I are here. Come here and bring my sister-in-law with us. We will stop drunk." Lin Na said.

At this time, she was already 60% drunk, so she was a little confused when talking.

"Okay, Qingcheng and I will come here now." Leng Jianchen said, and hung up the phone.

Leng Jianchen put his phone in his pocket, then walked to Lingyun Mountain and said, "Dad, Qingcheng and I are going out later, and we may not come back in the evening."

"Is something wrong?" Ling Yunshan asked.

"Linna should have known about her parents' death, so..."

"Then you go and spend more time with her. Your parents are gone, and you should give her the care and care she deserves. What she fears the most now is loneliness and desolation." Ling Yunshan said.

"I understand. Then I'll call you Qingcheng." Leng Jianchen said.

"Go." Ling Yunshan nodded and said nothing. Now that Leng Jianchen is not going alone, he has no need to stop him. Besides, he can only choose to support rather than oppose such things.

Leng Jianchen didn't say anything else, but turned around and went to the kitchen.

"Wife, Lin Na asked us to go to her house, are you going?" Leng Jianchen asked, standing at the kitchen door.

Ling Qingcheng, who was busy in the kitchen, heard this and turned his head to look at Leng Jianchen, thought for a while and said, "Husband, I won't go! She should have asked you to go."

There was obvious jealousy in her words, but this jealousy was hidden by her because she knew that the person Lin Na needed most now was Leng Jianchen.

Lin Na felt bad when she learned that her parents had both died. She could feel the pain without experiencing it. Moreover, what she feared most was her desolation when she was alone.

When it was late at night, my mind was full of shadows of my parents, that kind of scene...

"Lin Na asked us to go to her house together. In addition, Ouyang Qian is here too." Leng Jianchen said.

"Oh! Okay. Then I'll change my clothes. Wait for me." Ling Qingcheng said softly. At the same time, she felt guilty for her selfishness. She was a little emotional just now, but now it disappeared.

Afterwards, Leng Jianchen waited in the living room for more than ten minutes, and Ling Qingcheng wore an off-white women's short-sleeved T-shirt top, a pair of seven-quarter-long black jeans, and the three-inch crystal sandals, which made her tall and perfect figure to the extreme.

Although she was thirty-four years old, she looked only twenty-five or six years old. Time did not take away her face.

Leng Jianchen looked at Ling Qingcheng and smiled at the corner of his mouth. What else could he not be satisfied with with such a beautiful woman for the rest of his life?

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the two came out of the villa.

Leng Jianchen felt that driving was a waste of time. It was better to use the air-control technique to come quickly.

"Wife, we won't drive." Leng Jianchen grabbed Ling Qingcheng, who was walking towards the Rolls-Royce Phantom Car and suddenly said.

"Then how can we get over?" Ling Qingcheng was puzzled.

"I'll carry you over." Leng Jianchen smiled slightly, and then before Ling Qingcheng could react, he filled Ling Qingcheng.

Swish! Then, Leng Jianchen hugged Ling Qingcheng and disappeared without a trace.

When the two of them appeared again, they had already appeared at the door of Lin Na's villa.

"Wife, we are here." Leng Jianchen said, letting go of Ling Qingcheng.

Ling Qingcheng looked at the door of the villa, opened his cherry lips, his face full of incredible feelings, "Husband, why did this arrive so soon? How did you do it?"

"All this is taught by my master. He taught me more than this, but there are many more. From now on, I will teach you everything he taught me, and our children." Leng Jianchen said.

"Yes." Ling Qingcheng nodded, his face full of happiness.

"Wife, let's go in." Leng Jianchen glanced at the door of the villa, feeling inexplicably desolate.

"Yes." Ling Qingcheng nodded. She felt inexplicably desolate. She hadn't seen Lin Na for a long time, but when she saw her again, it was like this.

Leng Jianchen walked to the door and rang the doorbell.

Dingling.

In less than a while, the electronic security door was opened. Soon, Leng Jianchen and Ling Qingcheng saw Ouyang Qian standing at the door with alcohol.

Ouyang Qian has long hair shawls, a black ice silk long-sleeved top on the upper body, a blue tight jeans on the lower body, and a pair of delicate little feet wearing big red cartoon women's slippers.

When she saw Ling Qingcheng, the expression on her face quickly became complicated, but she quickly regained her calmness, "Mr. Ling, you are here..."

"Xiaoqian, don't call me Mr. Ling. We are no longer in the superiors and subordinates. Just call me Qingcheng." Ling Qingcheng smiled slightly.

"Okay! Come in quickly." Ouyang Qian said, and stood aside.

Leng Jianchen and Ling Qingcheng walked in.

The two of them came to the living room of the villa and soon saw Lin Na lying on the sofa and crying. At this time, Lin Na looked very pitiful. She dressed herself very cleanly and neatly on weekdays, but now she was disheveled and shrewd, which made people immediately feel pity when they saw it.

"After she learned that her uncle and aunt died, she never stopped crying again. Today we went to the cemetery and worshiped her uncle and aunt. After she came back, she kept saying that she wanted to drink. In desperation, I had to drink with her for an afternoon of wine." Ouyang Qian whispered from the side.

After hearing this, Ling Qingcheng walked directly to Lin Na's side, squatted down, tidied Lin Na's hair with his hands and comforted him: "Lin Na, people cannot be resurrected by death. I hope you can think more openly. Don't be sad."

Lin Na got up from the sofa and looked at Ling Qingcheng with tears on her face, "Sister Qingcheng, I know that people cannot be resurrected. But I feel uncomfortable in my heart. They raised me so old, but I have never respected them for a day. They also make them worried all day..., working for me..."

Ling Qingcheng wiped the tears from Lin Na's face with his bare hands, and then said softly: "Lin Na, don't be sad anymore. Although the uncle and aunt have passed away, they will always live in your heart. They don't want you to practice this way, and they don't want to see you sad. On the contrary, they want you to be happy. Do you know?"
Chapter completed!