The wealthy young lady secretly pretends to be poor

Chapter 6 Hiding, His Rage
"Didn't Brother Nine hear clearly? Or is it that Brother Nine doesn't want to send Heather to the hospital for bandages, which home should I send Heather back to?" She tilted her head, as if wondering what Brother Nine said, but through the thick lens In his eyes, there was a playful smile.

She naturally knew that brother Jiu would show such an almost unbelievable expression, and she would be a little unsure about the reason why she would say it again.

After all, she had been away from that home for nine years, during which Brother Nine came to her and wanted to pick her back to that home for countless times. She was always resisting, but today, she suddenly agreed. , I guess it's not just Brother Jiu, if that person finds out, he will be surprised too.

Thinking of 'that person', Ling Xihan's eyes became complicated.

Because of something, she left that house for nine years, and during these nine years, she never went home to see him. However, considering that he has so much money now, even without her concern, he can still live. Well done, there are still many people who will care about him, let's greet him.

As for her, the reason why he wanted her to go back so many times was only because his blood was flowing on her body.

If there is no such relationship, perhaps, he will treat her mother the same way...

All thoughts came to a sudden stop, and Ling Heather, who was originally trapped in memories, suddenly forcibly pulled herself out of memories, forbidding herself to continue to think about the past bits and pieces.

The hand hanging by her side subconsciously clenched into a fist because of her inner depression and hard-working control. The injured hand, the scum from the lens that had not been cleaned, sank deeper into her flesh and stabbed at her. When she opened her flesh and blood, the blood that had been stopped began to flow out again, dripping down.

"Miss, what are you doing? Your hand is hurt..."

Just when Ling Heather tried her best not to think about the past, and wanted to use the tingling pain to go to this building to numb her nerves, Brother Jiu's eager voice rang in her ears, pulling her back from her thoughts.

After listening to Brother Nine's words, Heather Ling lowered her head and looked at her hand in a daze. The injured hand was covered with blood from the palm of her hand, which looked particularly frightening, but she smiled at Brother Nine.

"It's okay, let's go to the hospital." After saying that, without waiting for brother Jiu to say anything else, Ling Heather walked straight to the Bentley on the side.

When the driver saw her coming, he quickly walked over and opened the door.

She got into the car expressionlessly, looked up, and glanced at the small room on the second floor of the building in front of her that she was familiar with. The corners of her lips were drawn with a hint of sarcasm.

She left that home for nine years, and now, she still chooses to go back.

Brother Nine watched Ling Xihan get into the car, looked at her through the car window, looked at the expression on her face, turned from her gaze to the dilapidated house, the eyes under the lens flashed sharply, took out the phone She dialed a number and said in a low tone, "Check where Miss has been today, what happened to her, details."

Details.

The two simple words concealed his hidden anger.

Anyone who dares to make his young lady sad and hurt, no matter who they are, should not be forgiven.

"Ninth brother, don't you plan to leave?"

The car window was rolled down, and Ling Xihan's voice came, Brother Jiu quickly hung up the phone, raised his head, and returned to his gentle and harmless look: "If Miss wants Brother Jiu to stay and help Miss take care of this place. "

"Hehe, hurry up and get in the car."

"Yes, ma'am."

The luxurious Bentley car started slowly under the envious eyes of everyone, until it left the sight of everyone, their eyes still did not look back.

Although I don't know what Ling Xihan's identity is, everyone is envious of Ling Xihan in their hearts. It's great to be able to sit in such a good car and enjoy such a good treatment, but they can't even dream of it of.

And it is estimated that if Yuanjie was here and saw what happened just now, he would definitely regret it too much.

I'm afraid he never dreamed that he thought he just lost a sesame seed and picked up a big watermelon, but in fact, he picked up a sesame seed and lost a big watermelon.

(End of this chapter)