Chapter 705: Take another ten billion

Chapter 705: Take another ten billion

 Chapter 705 Get another 10 billion

Shao Hui was a little embarrassed: "I can't say..."

Uncle had told him a long time ago that he could not reveal all of his identity and could only let his mother discover it bit by bit.

Xia Ling gritted her teeth. No matter how stupid she was, she realized something was wrong. How could it be such a coincidence? Her biological child happened to appear in her neighborhood after being separated for many years? And let her happen to find him while walking and pick him up and take him home?

 If the person who "abandoned" him was his uncle...

At this time, Li Lei also reacted: "Xia Moyan? Did the Imperial Master deliberately return the child?"

 The two adults turned their heads together and looked at Xiao Shaohui on the hospital bed.

The little Shaohui stretched out his fat and short hands to cover his eyes, twisted his body, and said with a face that was trying to conceal himself: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything, I don't know anything..."

　His appearance confirmed the two adults' speculations.

Xia Ling stood up and was about to walk out when Li Lei held her back: "Where are you going?"

Xia Ling gritted her teeth and said, "Find someone to settle the score."

 She left the ward and dialed a phone number.

In the deep mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, the leaves rustle.

In a quaint courtyard, a gray-haired old man wearing a white robe, holding a white chess piece in one hand, was playing chess with a young man sitting opposite. The young man was holding black, with a face as indifferent as water, but looking at the chess game, he was strategizing and had already forced the old man into a blind corner and killed him.

"Father, don't you give up yet?" The young man's voice was calm, "The victory or defeat has been decided."

The old man raised his long eyebrows, with a sullen look on his face: "You brat, now that your wings are strong, you dare to point fingers at your father!" He slammed the white piece on the chessboard, "Who said I can't win?!"

The young man looked calm, calmly dropped a piece with one hand, and then ate up a large area of ​​​​the white piece.

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, how could he teach such a rebellious son? It’s just a game of chess, and I don’t even know how to give in! It's really... raising a son is so boring! It’s better to raise a daughter. I heard that my daughter was innocent and soft-hearted. I don’t know what is going on now...

 The old man's mind was a little dazed.

Opposite him, the young man stretched out two long, white and bony fingers, gently stroking the soft fur of a silver-white fox lying beside the glazed chessboard, and said in a calm tone, "Father, it's your turn."

The old man scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously, looking at the defeated chess game. What should he do?

At this moment, the young man’s cell phone rang.

 It is a very pleasant piece of music, the one "Butterflies Can't Fly Across the Sea" sung by Xia Ling many years ago.

"Answer the phone quickly," the old man said with great joy. He pushed the chessboard, and the black and white chess pieces were swept away into chaos. "No more, no more."

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched a little. This is really his father. Every time he is about to lose, he always tries to play rogue. I don’t know what people from the outside would think if they saw the former Imperial Master they admired so much behaved like this. He said, "Father, if you lose, you lose."

"Who said I lost?" The old man glared, "I won't stop you from doing your business! Little bastard, is this your sister calling? In the past few years, you have concealed Xiao Shaohui's identity and deceived her so hard. She must have come to settle a score with you." The old man said, gloating about the misfortune. Fortunately, he passed on all his unique skills to his son early. Now he doesn't have to deal with the troubles of "Phoenix" himself. It's too wasteful. Heartbroken.

Xia Moyan was speechless. This father spoke as if he was not an accomplice.

He answered the phone calmly: "Hello, Xiao Ling?" Xia Ling's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xia Moyan, you bastard!" She was really angry, and she didn't even call her brother, "Shaohui Did you raise him? You already knew he was my son, right?"

Xia Moyan looked unmoved: "Yeah."

"What do you mean?" Xia Ling was angry, "Xia Moyan, explain it to me clearly!"

 On the mountain platform, a gentle breeze blows. The young man's voice was still calm and had a strange soothing power: "It's a long story. I'll go find you in a while. By the way, please remember to keep the child's identity secret for the time being. Don't let it be revealed to you and Li. People other than Ray know.”

 “You are indeed a big bastard!” Xia Ling yelled.

Xia Moyan calmly hung up the phone. He raised his eyes and said to the old man who was watching the show: "I will go to S City in a few days to meet Xiao Ling."

The old man waved his hands hurriedly: "Go, go, Xiao Hui and I feel much more comfortable playing chess." Xiao Hui is the fox lying lazily beside the glazed chessboard. He has silver-white fur and is a bit confused and evil.

 Xia Moyan: “…”

"By the way," the old man asked him, "is Xiao Ling's pocket money enough? When you go down the mountain this time, bring her another 10 billion. The girl's family needs to be rich, but she is really too poor. "In this world, probably only families like the Xia family think that giving their daughter hundreds of millions every now and then is considered too poor.

Xia Moyan nodded. He also felt that Xiao Ling was too poor.

Looking at his father lightly, he said: "I have calculated that with Xiao Ling's current fate, the family can afford her 13.528 billion this time, which is affordable."

 “It’s up to you.” The old man didn’t pay much attention to these details. The wealth accumulated by the Xia family over many generations amounts to tens of billions or even a drop in the bucket. Normally, neither father nor son has much to do with the money. This huge wealth can only be used to raise their daughter...

 The old man was very melancholy. How great would it be if Xiao Ling could return to the family as soon as possible?

I hope Xia Moyan's trip goes well and can speed up Xiao Ling's return.

 Over there, city s.

Shao Hui's condition improved day by day. Li Lei contacted experts and formulated a plan to treat Shao Hui's allergens. Although chemical fiber allergy is scary, fortunately it is not a terminal disease. As long as you are careful, take injections and medicines on time, you will be completely cured one day.

  Shaohui was very cooperative with the treatment.

 After the first stage of treatment, he was discharged from the hospital.

Li Lei came to handle the discharge procedures for him and accompanied the mother and son to pack their things.

In the middle of cleaning up, he said to Xia Ling: "Xiao Ling, please move to my place so that I can take care of you." This is not the first time he has made this invitation. Xia Ling rejected it before, but now it is different. They have a biological child who is connected by blood and needs a warm home.

Shao Hui also raised his head when he heard this, looking at them with bright eyes.

Xia Ling paused slightly while packing her things: "Let's talk about it again. My brother told me that Shao Hui's life experience cannot be announced to the public right now. When the situation gets better in the future, we will see what to do next." She knew her She had a bad fate, and her brother wouldn't let her announce it because he was afraid of being punished, so she was extra careful.

 (End of this chapter)