Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

Su Mi looked at him in disbelief:

"You are really crazy."

I have never met such a paranoid person in my life.

Also.

The man in front of him couldn't help being obsessed with it, he was still hundreds of years old.

Isn't it just being stubborn when you're old?

Zong Lu raised his hand and touched her fallen hair.

But she dodged and avoided, only coldly:

"Okay, then let me meet my cousin."

Zonglu didn't speak.

She said again: "Is it okay to meet? From your tone, cousin doesn't know how long she will be imprisoned. We can't even talk when we meet each other?"

Zong Lu finally took a look at her and left the room.

After a while, the door opened.

Ling Wanwan came in.

Ling Wanwan rushed in with a bang, and grabbed Su Mi's hand with red eyes:

"Honey!"

She lowered her eyes.

My cousin wears shackles on both feet.

If you walk fast, you will fall down.

Why is it the same as Zhao Menglou?

That's true, isn't he the ancestor of Zhao Menglou?

It's not surprising that everyone in the Zhao family has this habit!

She held Ling Wanwan tightly, and at the same time, Chi Heng whispered at the door: "Young Master Zong said, I will take Miss Ling back to the room in an hour."

Su Mi helped her to the side of the bed and sat down, and after some questioning, she found out how her cousin found her——

When Ling Wanwan received a text message from an unfamiliar number, he happened to be doing an interview in City C not far from Jingzhou.

Immediately called back, but no one answered.

But through the distress signal, he immediately knew that it was Su Mi who sent it in all likelihood.

Calls to her and Xiao Subao's children's mobile phones were not answered.

Ling Wanwan couldn't get in touch with Huo Shenxiu, so in a hurry, he flew to Jingzhou.

After finding the Zong family, it was Uncle Chao who received her.

Uncle Chao didn't let her in, but only told her at the door that Miss had returned to Tancheng with Xiao Subao a few days ago.

Excessive, no more.

She told about Su Mi sending her a distress message.

But Uncle Chao didn't say anything, he only said if someone was playing a prank, Su Mi had already returned to Tancheng at this time, and his young master didn't say anything about Miss missing.

Seeing that Uncle Chao seemed to be sending him away, Ling Wanwan became suspicious.

Adding the word "brother" after Su Mi's text message Sos, she had a premonition that her cousin's disappearance had something to do with the young master of the Zong family.

If you call the police, there is no evidence. Just relying on a distress signal from my cousin and my own guess, the police probably won't respond, but will startle the snake.

Ling Wanwan contacted a few informants in Jingzhou who met while running the news, and found out about the private property of the Zong family, especially under the name of Zong Lv.

She started with the remotest houses.

After searching for two days, I finally found Qiushui Mountain Villa.

After Ling Wanwan finished speaking, he stared at Su Mi worriedly: "And you, what's going on? Your brother really treats you..."

Having said that, I stopped talking.

Su Mi understood what she wanted to ask, but asked in embarrassment.

Don't talk about Ling Wanwan, if it's me, I'm afraid I don't know how to ask.

Seeing her default reaction, Ling Wanwan gasped.

This young master of the clan really...had an undeserved abnormal love for his own sister whom he had just recognized?

She does so much journalism.

Among them, there is no shortage of sensational news.

I'm used to seeing messy things.

However, at this moment, it still cannot be calmed down for a long time.

After a while, he gritted his teeth:

"He really doesn't want to be ashamed!... Fortunately, you are still on the phone, always telling me about your biological brother, how gentle and pure you are, a gentleman, and a gentleman, unlike other rich second generations who spend their days and nights. My mother and I I'm glad your biological brother is so good... so he's a wolf in sheep's clothing!"

Standing up again: "I'll go talk to him again! Let him stop thinking about you!"

Su Mi pulled her and tore her off: "It's useless. If you annoy him, he won't let you go."

Zonglu's persistence cannot be dispelled with a few words of persuasion from Ling Wanwan.

This matter had nothing to do with my cousin, but now it's not good to implicate her.

After that, he leaned close to her ear and said that the medicinal properties of his body had slowly disappeared.

In another two days, when I have almost recovered, I will find a way to run again.

After hearing this, Ling Wanwan calmed down.

……

When the time came, Chi Heng opened the door and came in: "I'll take Miss Ling back to her room."

Ling Wanwan just heard from his cousin that Chi Heng wanted to let the two go last night, and pretended to be dizzy on purpose.

Seeing that his head was still wrapped in gauze, he gestured and spoke politely:

"I offended you yesterday, little brother."

Chi Heng didn't speak, but made a gesture of please.

Ling Wanwan exchanged glances with Su Mi, and went out with Chi Heng.

To go back to the room, you need to go through the hall outside.

The hall is decorated with a combination of Chinese and Western styles.

There is an open kitchen.

At this moment, a figure was doing something behind the cooking counter.

It is religious law.

Ling Wanwan paused: "What is he doing? Cooking?"

Chi Heng looked over: "Well... These days, Miss Su's food is the food that the bodyguards bought nearby. Mr. Zong stayed here these few days, and wanted to cook something for Miss Su himself."

Ling Wanwan frowned, really deeply rooted in love.

Applied to the wrong object.

She dragged her ankle chain and walked over.

Chi Heng was stunned for a moment, and immediately caught up: "Miss Ling..."

Behind the cooking table, Zonglu, who was cutting beef slices, heard the movement and didn't look up. While continuing to cut, he said displeasedly:

"Chi Heng, are you really so weak that you can't even handle a woman?"

Chi Heng curled his lips, and was about to forcibly take Ling Wanwan back to his room, when she said:

"Mimi doesn't like to eat this. Why don't I cook this meal."

Zong Lu's eyebrows twitched, the knife in his hand stopped, and he raised his handsome face.

Ling Wanwan calmly said, "Don't you want her to eat better? I'll cook it. She likes to eat my dishes the most."

Zong Lu was quiet, and put the knife on the cutting board: "Come here."

Ling Wanwan walked over with difficulty wearing shackles, glanced at the ready-made dishes on the table, then rummaged through the things in the refrigerator, and started.

Zong Lu stepped aside, leaning his long back against the cooking table, watching her silently.

She has quick hands and feet and good knife skills. She does have a few brushes.

Finally couldn't help it: "Are you a chef?"

Girls of this age are rarely so good at cooking.

Ling Wanwan was cooking, without turning his head: "Reporter."

He joked: "Isn't a reporter who can't cook a good cook?"

"When I first joined the job, I worked in the gourmet section. For work, I enrolled in several cooking classes. I learned all the red and white cases, and often dealt with many local famous chefs." Ling Wanwan shook the pot skillfully , "I'm familiar with it."

He watched her cooking, his eyes moved, and he was in a daze.

Until she said: "Young Master Zong, Mimi is my cousin, and you and I are half relatives. I don't want you to get stuck in the mud if you are a relative. There will be no good results for you. Forget it, okay?" .”

He pulled back his thoughts and hooked his lips coolly.

Knowing that she proposed to cook, she wanted to persuade herself to forget it.

I didn't expect it to be quite straightforward.

Seeing that he was silent, Ling Wanwan stirred the soup while earnestly saying:

"Look at you, you look good, and you have a powerful family background. Do you want an earth-shattering love? Why do you have to mess with your own sister?"

"If you really take Mimi away, the second master will have to find you out from the sky and into the sea."

As soon as the words fell, I felt a stream of hot air hitting the skin on the back of my neck.