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After saying that, he turned around decisively. I'm afraid that if I look at it one more time, I'll never have the courage to leave.
"Master Xu" Qiao Luo took another step forward.
The VIP security checkpoint is separated by guardrails.
Xu Xiaonan stood inside the guardrail, and several teenagers stood outside.
A few days ago, we were still noisy classmates in the same class, but now, we are separated into two worlds by these guardrails.
"Xu Xiaonan!" Looking at the other party's back getting further and further away, Tang Xin couldn't help it anymore and screamed out.
Xu Xiaonan only paused slightly and still did not look back.
Dragging heavy steps, he walked in step by step, and finally disappeared at the security checkpoint.
Tang Xin covered her mouth and cried in Fu Yan's arms.
Several teenagers could not accept the sudden separation, so they hugged each other and cried together.
The atmosphere at the security checkpoint was so sad that no one noticed that someone stood beside me.
"I'm sorry, lady, you can't enter without a ticket"
It wasn¡¯t until the polite reminder from the ticket inspector at the security checkpoint sounded that Fu Yan, the only one who was still calm, glanced sideways.
At this sight, he was suddenly shocked and shouted excitedly: "Sister Rong!"
It turned out to be Song Qinrong who came in a hurry.
Fu Sichen was beside her, calling in a cold voice.
After a while, the ticket inspector's expression changed, and he smiled at Fu Sichen and Song Qinrong: "Excuse me, Fourth Young Master, please!"
The two of them quickly passed the security checkpoint and walked towards the departure hall without even giving Fu Yan a spare look.
Looking at this scene, Tang Xin burped, and after being stunned for a long time, she asked: "Rong Rong is here, does Xu Xiaonan don't have to leave?"
Fu Yan nodded slowly: "Probably."
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In the VIP waiting hall, Xu Xiaonan sat numbly on a chair, his eyes dull, as if his soul had left the body.
Even so, he was still surrounded by seven or eight bodyguards, all of whom were waiting with expressionless faces, staring at Xu Xiaonan like a prisoner.
Sheng Ting sat on the sofa on the other side and paid little attention to Xu Xiaonan.
He has been away from Licheng for a few days. He has to deal with a lot of things every day. He has just finished a video conference and is looking at some documents. He doesn't care much about his son's status.
He only occasionally raised his head to look at Xu Xiaonan, frowning, but his attention was quickly taken away by the work in hand.
"In the heart of Sheng Ting, he is a city lord first, and a father second." Song Qinrong, who was not far away, looked at this scene, her voice as cold as ice.
Fu Sichen said nothing, staring at Sheng Ting with his deep eyes, also a little unkind.
No wonder Song Qinrong was worried about handing over Xu Xiaonan to him.
"My son is obviously abnormal to this extent, but he is still focused on his work, without even the least care and comfort."
How do you expect him to protect Xu Xiaonan in Continent surrounded by tigers and wolves?
Sheng Yan had been paying close attention to the movements around him and soon discovered them.
He was stunned and lowered his head to remind Sheng Ting: "City Lord, they are coming."
Sheng Ting said "hmm", drew a line on the document again, and then lazily raised his eyes.
"Miss Song, you still haven't given up?" There was a lazy smile in her voice.
It sounds like you are teasing a disobedient cat.
Song Qinrong was not angry because of his tone. Instead, she smiled and said calmly: "I wonder if the previous deal with City Lord Sheng has been fulfilled by the City Lord?"
Hearing Song Qinrong's voice, Xu Xiaonan, who was like a wooden stake, shook violently, turned around, and looked at Song Qinrong falling from the sky in disbelief.
"Aunt Rong"
Corresponding to his excitement, there was Sheng Ting.
It¡¯s just that Sheng Ting was much more restrained after all, but his pupils shrank suddenly. Looking at Song Qinrong, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Have you found "Yao Chi Leng"?"
Song Qinrong didn¡¯t waste any time and handed over the phone directly.
"City Lord Sheng, let's take a look at this first."
The famous painting "Leng in the Yaochi" is well-known to almost everyone in the ancient painting world.
But no one has ever seen the real thing.
Sheng Ting looked at the picture, which was about to be engraved in his mind, and his fingers trembled.
This ishe thought about it for a long timeI've been reading "Yao Chi Leng" for a long time, right?
The photos were taken in high definition, and you can see every detail after zooming in.
He scanned it carefully, and sure enough he saw a small map in the upper right corner of the picture.
"Where did you find it?" Sheng Ting asked subconsciously.
Song Qinrong watched his movements with cold eyes and never made a sound to urge him.
Until she heard this, she raised her lips and smiled: "Is it important? Just find it. Now that the thing is in my hands, City Lord Sheng, let's talk about the deal we talked about before, right?"
Having said that, Song Qinrong actually understood Sheng Ting's doubts.
Having sent so many subordinates and spent countless efforts, money and time but failed to find something, someone else single-handedly snatched it first.
Even if you know that you have lost, you will still be dominated by the unwillingness in your heart and want to die happily and rest in peace.
In fact, his men did come close to the truth countless times.
"Yao Chi Leng" actually exists in the only gown Zhao Lin left behind.
Recalling what Zhao Shuying said back then, Song Qinrong couldn't help but sigh.
¡°This piece of clothing that my father loved the most I heard that it was given to Uncle Zhong by my father before he died.
"It's a pity that Uncle Zhong had only one piece of clothing with countless holes in it before he died of illness, and he couldn't bear to wear the clothes left by his father"
Uncle Zhong has taken good care of his daughter and "Yao Chi Leng" for Zhao Lin all his life. Even if he had no money for medical treatment before his death, he never thought of selling the painting for money.
And Zhao Lin, a little country squire, also almost lost all his family wealth before he found this way to preserve "Yao Chi Leng".
And during the subsequent enemy plane raid, he braved the hail of bullets and went back to the house to rescue this piece of clothing.
At that time, the young Zhao Shuying cried for her father and actually followed her back. The moment the bomb hit, Zhao Lin swooped down and protected her daughter and clothes under him.
He died to save his daughter. Zhao Shuying knew about this matter, and the Song family knew about it.
But what few people know is that Zhao Lin would not have turned back in such a dangerous situation if it had not been for the rescue of "Yao Chi Leng".
The painting "Yao Chi Leng" is a testimony that the Zhao family has never failed the country.
After finding out the real cause of Zhao Lin¡¯s death, Song Qinrong¡¯s eyes were fixed on this dress.
It¡¯s just that the wisdom of the ancients is really amazing.
"Yao Chi Leng" is obviously sealed in this set of ordinary-looking clothes.
Eighty years later, Fang Yueling took the clothes and conducted various tests in the laboratory with various precision instruments, but could not find it.
If it weren¡¯t for the nursery rhyme that Zhao Shuying had sung countless times, Song Qinrong might not have had a clue. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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