After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Ling Chuan looked at the boy who winked at him after he finished speaking, and immediately chuckled, saying a word lovingly, "Yes."

Suddenly, Xia Mo felt like he was teased instead of teasing her. He couldn't help but look at the tall and burly man again.

As expected, most men are gifted in this aspect. Xia Mo sighed and curled his lips, but his eyes flickered and accidentally fell on the man's injured waist and abdomen. His heart suddenly sank and his eyes froze for a moment.

Then he pursed his lips, tilted his head and asked with a worried look on his face: "Brother Ling, is the matter with Mr. Qiao... resolved this time?"

"Yeah," Ling Chuan responded, and then said solemnly: "Don't worry, Ze'er, I won't go even if someone comes to see me again in the future."

Thinking about the bullying and slander that the little brother had suffered after he left, Ling Chuan couldn't help but feel distressed. Something like this was enough once, and he didn't want the little brother to endure it alone anymore.

Xia Mo's heart instantly dropped when he heard that. He found that they had already walked to the door, so he raised his hand and pushed the door open, smiling and said, "That's good, let's go in."

In fact, he was just asking. If Ling Chuan really wanted to risk his life to help others like this, he would definitely not allow it. If the other party insisted on doing so, then he would feel that... they might not be suitable.

Ling Chuan saw that the young man's eyebrows and eyes suddenly showed a hint of joy, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes, so he quickly quickened his pace and followed him in, closing the door.

What will the little brother show him? Ling Chuan felt inexplicably excited.

"Brother Ling, please sit down first."

After entering the room, Xia Mo walked straight to the head of the bed, and began to lift up the pillows and bedding. After a while, he took out a small piece of cloth folded neatly from underneath.

After seeing what the boy was holding, Ling Chuan's eyes flashed with disappointment, "What is this?"

Xia Mo did not understand the answer, but sat down on the side first, then raised his eyes and stared at him, and said seriously: "Brother Ling, since we are one, I don't want to hide it from you anymore, so when you see this thing later, you will understand why I said that the grudge between me and the Liu family is irreconcilable."

Ling Chuan looked at the young man with a serious expression, as if he was ready to risk everything. His heart softened immediately, so he held the other's hand tightly clasped on the table and said sincerely: "Ze'er, don't be nervous."

Xia Mo smiled in relief, "Well, I'm not nervous." He then took another deep look at the small piece of cloth, then handed it over, "Brother Ling, here you go."

Ling Chuan looked at him deeply, then took the thing, withdrew his other big hand, and then lifted the small pieces of cloth one by one in an orderly manner.

When the last layer of cloth was removed by his slender fingers, the true appearance of the tightly wrapped object finally appeared before his eyes. It was a folded, yellowed paper.

Looking at the paper, Ling Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly and pursed his thin lips a little. For some reason, he had a bad feeling.

"Open it and take a look." Xia Mo said when he saw him stop.

Ling Chuan nodded, put down the cloth, opened the paper, lowered his eyes and took a look. The contents on the paper came into his sight and his face suddenly changed.

This is actually Liu Dazhi’s indenture contract!

Ling Chuan looked at the boy sitting quietly beside him in shock, and said in a low voice: "This is true."

Xia Mo nodded. He looked at Liu Dazhi's indenture contract, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. He missed Ze Ge'er, the silly but cute and kind boy who touched people's hearts.

"This thing was left to me by my mother." Xia Mo looked at Ling Chuan and spoke every word with great sincerity.

So, this is not fake.

"Well, I believe you." Ling Chuan's black eyes surged, and for a moment he felt his throat tighten a little. It turned out that what he thought the little brother had suffered in the Liu family was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Yeah." Xia Mo smiled darkly, "Brother Ling, I have never been able to figure out whether Liu Dazhi is my father or not, because he is not good to me at all, and I have given up on him countless times, but what's the use..."