Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

"Ding--"

The sound of the phone once again made the lips that were approaching stop in mid-air.

Ling Che couldn't stand it any longer, so he raised his hand, grabbed the back of her neck, and moved up to block her mouth.

Only after he had tasted all the sweetness in his mouth did he let her go and read the text messages with satisfaction.

Qiao Ruyi's face flushed red. She glanced at the text message on her phone and suddenly looked up at the smiling man. "Fang Ran is in London."

Qiao Ruyi glanced at the text message, then glanced at the bustling entertainment room, and then looked at the man's smiling face. "You're not unhappy, are you?"

Ling Che stared at her intently for two seconds, the corners of his mouth curled up, "You're right, it's lively with more people, it feels like life is here."

When Qiao Ruyi heard his words, she held his face and kissed him again, "Then I'll go pick her up."

"Hey." Ling Che took her hand and nodded in the direction of the entertainment room. "Let them go one by one. You just sit here and don't go anywhere."

Ling Che entered the entertainment room and took a quick look. Han Luochen, Song Yanzhi and Song Xilan were having fun, while Ou Zilin was sitting on the side.

Ou Zilin saw him stand up, "Brother Che."

Ling Che tossed him the sports car keys and said, "Your sister-in-law has a friend coming over, go pick her up."

Han Luochen on the other side heard it and looked over quickly, "Is she pretty? Are you single? I'll pick her up!"

"Get lost!" Ling Che knew that he was not serious, so he handed the matter over to Ou Zilin.

"Okay." Ou Zilin took the key, "I'll go right away."

......

The sound of a sports car driving out of the villa was heard downstairs.

Qiao Ruyi supported her chin and looked at the bright lights outside with a smile.

The villas here are located on a high ground. Looking out from the window at night, you can see the entire city center of London.

There is lively laughter inside the house and the night view outside is pleasant.

Qiao Ruyi also felt what Ling Che felt when he said, "I don't want to go back to China."

Here, everything is peaceful and comfortable.

But she still had to go back, she still had things to do.

Ling Che leaned lazily against the sofa, staring at her peaceful face, "Is there any place you want to go?"

It's a good opportunity to take her out to play during these few days. I'm afraid I'll be too busy to spare time after I go back.

Qiao Ruyi turned her head to look at him, only to see his thin lips curved up and a smile in his deep eyes.

She thought for a moment, "Your school, okay?"

She wanted to see all the places he had lived, the routes he took to school, and the places where he played with classmates and friends when he was in school.

Ling Che's eyes dimmed, and he smiled faintly, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

"Ok?"

"I never went to school."

Qiao Ruyi was so surprised that her fingertips trembled, "You've never been to school?"

But she clearly saw that in Ling Che's study, there was an academic certificate of the highest degree from NJ University in Country Y.

NJ University is not only the highest institution of learning in Country Y, but also one of the top ten universities in the world. He has never been to school, so how can he have an academic certificate?

And...how could anyone not go to school.

"I'm serious." Ling Che thought she didn't believe him, so he explained with a smile, "I don't even know what the school here looks like, but a few years ago when I drove by, I took a look at the gate. It looked quite impressive."

"then you......"

Ling Che leaned against the sofa, took out a cigarette and lit it, his perfect face vaguely visible in the white smoke.

"He doesn't allow me to go to school. This villa is my school."

The "he" Ling Che mentioned was his father Ling Zhengqing.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, his deep eyes gazing out at the night in the distance. "Since elementary school, every course I took was taught by a home tutor, day after day, year after year, without holidays or winter or summer vacations, until I graduated."

"But this is also a good thing." He turned to look at Qiao Ruyi and said with a smile, "I can complete others' academic progress in a very short time."

The finger holding the cigarette tapped her forehead, "Your husband is smart here. I got my diploma from NJ University when I was 16."

Qiao Ruyi listened to him quietly. She had also seen a number of language certificates in the study. "You also learned Russian and German?"

Ling Che shook his head, "More than that."

He laughed, "That makes it twelve languages."

His tone was light, but Qiao Ruyi felt sad.

In other words, from the time he was six years old, he lived here, studied, and entertained himself in this huge villa.

No school, no classmates.

No going out, no friends.

Every moment is filled with study and courses.

How is this different from a robot with embedded learning capabilities?

"What's wrong?" Ling Che leaned forward, smiling at her distressed look, "Do you think I was very pitiful when I was a child?"

Qiao Ruyi shook her head. "It's not pity, it's pride."

I am proud of him for being able to endure those more than ten years of loneliness and grow into such an outstanding man.

Ling Che gently ruffled her hair, "Qiao Ruyi, why are you so cute?"

......

Nine p.m.

The streets outside London Airport were bustling with people and overflowing with street lights.

A tall and slender figure stood next to the green belt on the street, wearing a dark sweatshirt and overalls, and a pair of black Martin boots.

The blue wolf tail shone in the light, making her fair and pretty face look cool and handsome.

A strange man passed by, and the smell of cigarettes on his body entered Fang Ran's nostrils, arousing her craving for cigarettes.

Just as he was about to take out a cigarette and light it, he looked at the busy street, stopped, took out a lollipop, and put it in his mouth.

A blue sports car suddenly stopped at her feet, the driver's door opened, and a tall, stern-looking man got out.

Ou Zilin glanced at the address on his phone, then looked at the street, but didn't see any other Chinese girls.

His eyes fell on Fang Ran's face again, sizing him up.

My sister-in-law’s friend is a man?

His scrutinizing gaze made Fang Ran feel uncomfortable. He looked at him with a lollipop in his mouth, "Is there something wrong?"

The first voice that opened was a girl's.

Ou Zilin frowned, "Fang Ran?"

Hearing her name being called, Fang Ran took out a lollipop and asked, "Who are you?"

Ou Zilin showed her his phone and said, "I'm here to pick you up."

In the car.

Ou Zilin was driving a sports car, occasionally glancing at the passenger seat.

Fang Ran glared at him, "Big brother, do I have anything on me?"

Ou Zilin narrowed his eyes, thought for two seconds, and asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"