The Days When I Lived with My Cousin

Chapter 2193

Ling Feng couldn't take out the relevant certificates. It was a little difficult.

Finally, the middle-aged woman was familiar with the way. She gave Ling Feng an idea and asked curator Li to write a written certificate, so there was no problem.

After all, Li Guan's long-term support for the orphanage makes middle-aged women trust Li curator more.

But now curator Li is talking to Kentaro Sasaki. His time is running out. Linlin's affair can be postponed. This is also the last trace of respect for the persistent old man.

"Girl, you've hurt me badly." Ling Feng touched Xiao Linlin's head and smiled bitterly.

"Dad, Linlin must be very good. She eats very little and won't cause trouble for her father." Linlin timidly snuggles up in Lingfeng's arms and holds Lingfeng's corner with her little hand.

"Lingfeng, don't frighten xiaolinlin. If your father wants to be bad to you, tell your sister and her sister will help you vent your anger."

Chen Yajie's mood has stabilized at this time. Combined with Ling Feng's performance, she thinks it's probably a coincidence. Otherwise, with her hot temper, she had to beat Lingfeng to get out of her heart.

"Dad is very nice to Linlin. Linlin won't complain! Dad, this bad woman provokes our relationship." Linlin shrunk her head and said in a crisp voice. She didn't forget to complain.

Ling Feng laughed: "see? My daughter is still facing me."

When Chen Yajie saw Ling Feng's proud appearance, she was so angry that she felt more pity for Xiao Linlin. A little girl must know something about the past. She was worried that her father didn't want her again. It was painful to be sensible.

"Ling Feng, I'll go out first."

Chen Yajie thought and whispered to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was stunned: "huh?"

"You will always plan to let Linlin wear this dress? Be a father must be careful." Chen Yajie glanced at Lingfeng and pointed to the clothes on xiaolinlin.

Xiao Linlin wears clean clothes, but she can't say how good she is.

"That's hard for you. It's inconvenient for me to show up now. Of course my daughter should dress like a little princess!"

Ling Feng nodded and raised Xiao Linlin with a smile. Xiao Linlin giggled and clapped her hands very happy.

"Linlin's file has been taken over. Just wait for curator Li's written certificate. After the formalities are completed, I'll send it to Tenglong martial arts school for you?" the middle-aged woman took a file and looked at this happy scene with a gratifying smile on her face.

"Don't be busy. Curator Li has some things to do now. I'll call him later."

Ling Feng is too cautious to call him martial uncle. It's better not to let irrelevant people know.

"Well, I know. So many people suddenly came today. Curator Li used to come here with one or two disciples. Never had so many people come. Curator Li is a good man. Without him, the orphanage really doesn't know if it can survive." the middle-aged woman said with emotion.

Ling Feng thought, "wait first!"

She was about to leave. Xiao Linlin hugged Ling Feng's neck. Ling Feng had no choice but to leave with him.

"Linlin, will dad do a magic trick for you?"

"OK, Linlin likes watching magic best."

Little Linlin flashed her big eyes and looked at Ling Feng without blinking.

"Then see if dad has something hidden." Ling Feng squatted down and motioned Xiao Linlin to look for it on herself.

"No, dad doesn't have anything else. Only his cell phone and wallet." Linlin said crisply.

"Well, Dad's magic begins. Change!" Ling Feng pretended to clap his hands and took out a suitcase from the storage bag in the blink of an eye. It contained the suitcase robbed from the special soldiers, which contained millions of banknotes.

"Eh, it's amazing, Dad. Where did you hide the box?" little Linlin looked at the box in surprise.

"Shh, this is Dad's secret. Don't tell anyone."

Ling Feng said mysteriously, picked up Xiao Linlin and carried the box in the other hand.

"Well, Linlin won't tell anyone." little Linlin nodded heavily.

"There is some money in this box. Please give it to the orphanage to buy some supplies. I'm still useful, so I won't give it to you."

Ling Feng poured the notes on the desk. These notes are not numbered. There will be no trouble. The probability of the box being recognized is also very small, but Ling Feng doesn't want to take a risk.

The middle-aged woman did not refuse: "then you make a record."

Her eyes at Ling Feng have changed. She probably regards Ling Feng as a rich son. For some reason, she wants children again. The money is a sealing fee.

"Forget it, make secret donations. If there is any trouble, it will fall under the name of curator Li."

Ling Feng thought about it and politely rejected the proposal of the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman obviously had an unusual relationship with curator Li, so she simply nodded: "OK. Now you can't take Linlin away. You must have curator Li's personal written certificate."

She looked at Ling Feng with a strong vigilance in her eyes. She was rich but not benevolent. The word kept hovering in her head.

Ling Feng nodded without arguing. He knew that in the eyes of middle-aged women, his image was probably in the end.

When playing with little Linlin, Ling Feng began to keep looking for why she was inexplicably close to the little girl. Obviously, the little girl was also very close to herself. This situation is somewhat abnormal.

She quietly checked Xiao Linlin's body with war Qi. She was in good health and didn't find any abnormalities. Even her cultivation qualification was better than her younger martial sister. There is no other strangeness, Ling Feng simply doesn't think much.

Abandon other distractions, laugh and play with Xiao Linlin. The time to release Buddha suddenly becomes much faster.

The sun gradually shifted to the west, and finally quietly ended the day's trip.

Ling Feng's eyes suddenly became deep at the moment when the light completely disappeared. He looked at Sasaki Kentaro's room and sighed deeply: "it's over."

"Dad, don't frown. Frowning will wrinkle your head. If Linlin sings you a song, Dad won't be sad." little Linlin comforts Ling Feng like a little adult. Her little hand is on Ling Feng's forehead, as if she wants to calm Ling Feng's sadness.

"Ha ha, how can dad be sad when he finds Xiao Linlin? He can see Grandpa Li in a moment, and then go home with his father, okay?"

"Good!"

The little voice did not hesitate.

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