After listening to the old man's words, Ling Ao couldn't help taking a deep breath. Uncle Long was undoubtedly one of the most terrifying characters in the world, but now the old man actually said that Leng Xuan's first master was ten times stronger than Uncle Long. Then, isn't his master already transcendent and holy, and has become a god-like existence?

Although he was very surprised, Ling Ao did not continue to ask, because he knew that there were many secrets about his father, which he did not want to let outsiders know. Although his wife and Uncle Liu were not outsiders, his father seldom even mentioned himself. And those secrets, not to mention in their presence...

   After breaking up with the old man and the others, Leng Xuan drove Li Mengjie's Ferrari and went back to Yujingyuan with the two eldest misses, Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie.

   In the car, Ling Xuejiu flattened his mouth and said angrily, "Leng Xuan, my mother bought you a gift, why don't you accept it?"

  Leng Xuan is a little depressed, is it a mistake not to accept gifts? However, he also knew that Miss Ling was blaming herself for not giving her mother face. Thinking of the way Madam Ren looked at her, he felt a little uncomfortable, and said lightly, "Miss, I'm just a bodyguard by your side. It's just that I can't afford such a precious gift."

  Why does Ling Xuejiu feel that Leng Xuan's tone is a little indifferent? With a sour heart, he said, "You didn't even look at it, how do you know that the gift my mother gave you is very precious?"

   Instead of looking at the monk's face and looking at the Buddha's face, Leng Xuan was still worried about the face of the old man, shook his head, and said nothing.

When Ling Xuejiu saw that Leng Xuan didn't speak, he thought he was justified, and added, "You obviously don't give my mother face. Hmph, the first time we met, she bought you a gift. Not only did you not appreciate it, but you felt a little bit more. No manners, you are really..." Before he finished speaking, Leng Xuan's cell phone rang suddenly.

Leng Xuan drove with one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other, glanced at it, and found that the caller ID was actually Zhou Li, he couldn't help but startled, and then remembered that Zhou Jingpeng asked him to write down Zhou Li's number during the day. Well, after hesitating slightly, in front of the two eldest young ladies, I was really embarrassed to answer.

   "Leng Da's bodyguard, who is calling?" Li Mengjie became curious, "Why didn't you answer?"

   smiled wryly, Leng Xuan finally pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear and gave it a sound.

   "It's me, Zhou Li!" Zhou Li seemed a little shy, her voice was very low, if Leng Xuan's hearing was not very good, I guess he really couldn't hear it.

   "Well, I know. Is there something wrong?" Leng Xuan asked.

   On the other end of the phone, Zhou Li said in a low voice, "Oh, it's okay...I...I just wanted to say thank you."

   "Thank you?" Leng Xuan was stunned, wondering why Zhou Li suddenly wanted to say thank you to himself.

In fact, this is what happened. After Zhou Li came home from school, her brother Zhou Jingpeng happily told her that he could try to walk. He was also a little conflicted in his heart. Leng Xuan helped himself several times, but he failed to return it once. Now, he has allowed his brother to walk again, and he feels that he owes Leng Xuan too much. Later, Zhou Jingpeng bought the new one. I gave her her mobile phone and asked her to contact Leng Xuan if she had nothing to do. She couldn't help feeling sour, because in her opinion, Leng Xuan didn't have any feelings for herself, at most other boys in the school. In the same way, I covet my own beauty and want to play with my body.

   However, put aside your feelings, you owe Leng Xuan so much, should you call him to say thank you?