Reborn Ace Prosecutor

Yang Xiyao turned her head and ignored Chu Mo. This damn woman came to the house to snatch a man. She was as shameless as ever! Invisibly, Yang Xiyao had included Feng Ling as her own private property.

.Perhaps it was the habit of being summoned in the procuratorate. She had long been accustomed to it.

Only Nie Xiaoqian timidly looked at Chu Mo, who was showing off his teeth and claws, as arrogant as a succubus, and whispered: "Auntie, you're late! Feng Ling has gone out. It is said that he will go back to his hometown in the next few days!"

"What, this guy actually absconded out of fear of crime?" Chu Mo said bitterly. Her company happened to discuss a few big projects last night, and she just had time to escape today, so she came to Feng Ling in the morning to settle the score. Unexpectedly, Feng Ling

Ling actually slipped away first.

"Go back home! Humph! Just go back." Chu Mo suddenly laughed strangely, like a fox about to steal a chicken. He raised his head, glanced at Yang Xiyao with disdain, and stepped on her

The twelve-centimeter high heels made her figure more slender and sexy, especially her aura that fascinated all men. She walked away with her swaying movements.

Feng Ling went out early, and the first thing he thought of was Qin Nuo. He also knew that Qin Nuo's mood had reached its lowest point now. Even if time is the best antidote, it would take at least many years to heal the pain in his heart.

What's more, there is only one day, just one day.

Feng Ling was not in the mood for a big meal. Although he was now a billionaire and had no intention of changing his car, he still drove his Xiali to the busy city and packed a portion of salty porridge for Qin Nuo, while he

I just ate an egg and a few meat buns.

Ten minutes later, Feng Ling rushed to the door of Qin Nuo's house. Looking at the desolate sky, his heart became heavier and heavier. He knew deeply that Qin Nuo and his father had been dependent on each other for so many years, and now his father

After leaving, she is the only one left. Will she be even more lonely to bear this irreparable damage? Or let her move into her own villa. Perhaps in a place with many people, it is easier to forget what is in your heart.

of pain, at least it can numb the pain faster.

"Qin Nuo, are you up?"

"I'm Feng Ling." Feng Ling twisted the rice porridge, knocked on the door and called.

After a while, Qin Nuo finally came out and opened the door. Her steps were a bit shaky, with endless vicissitudes of life. Her eyes were unusually red and swollen, obviously a sign of staying up late, and her cheeks were full of traces of dried sweat.

, it seems that she has shed tears all night, and now her tears have been exhausted and there is no more tears to shed.

"Brother Feng Ling, you're here." Qin Nuo looked at Feng Ling blankly for a while, and then uttered these words, but his voice was unusually hoarse and weak.

"Brother Feng Ling, can you come in and sit down?" Feng Ling asked solicitously. When he insisted on staying with Qin Nuo yesterday, Qin Nuo couldn't control his emotions at all and became extremely crazy. Feng Ling was worried now.

He wanted to go back because he also thought that Qin Nuo needed some quiet time and space by himself.

"Yes." Qin Nuo nodded.

Seeing Qin Nuo's pitiful look, Feng Ling felt even more sad. He couldn't help but grab Qin Nuo's hand. He originally wanted to say a few words of tenderness, but he didn't know what to say because they were all cliche.

if.

Qin Nuo didn't struggle at all, but held Feng Ling's hand more tightly, because it was a support and a powerful wing.

"Let's eat something first." The two walked into the room holding hands, and Feng Ling pointed to the rice porridge in his hand and said.