Chapter 705 Get Another 10 Billion

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

His uncle told him a long time ago that he can't reveal all his identities, and he can only let his mother discover them bit by bit.

Xia Ling ground her teeth, no matter how stupid she was, she still realized that something was wrong. How could it be such a coincidence? Her own child just happened to appear in her community after being separated for many years? And let her happen to find him on a walk and pick him up?

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

At this moment, Li Lei also came to his senses: "Xia Moyan? Is the Master of the State Teacher returning the child on purpose?"

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 look of concealment: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything, I don't know anything..."

His appearance, on the contrary, confirmed the guess of the two adults.

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: "Find someone to settle the score."

She came out of the ward and dialed a phone number.

In the mist-shrouded mountains, the leaves rustled.

In the 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, won't you give up yet?" The young man's voice was calm, "The outcome 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 dropped the white piece on the chessboard heavily, "Who said I can't win?!"

The young man kept his expression calm, and 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 glared. How could he teach such a rebellious person? 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 is simple 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 ears 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.

"Hurry up and answer the phone." The old man was overjoyed. 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 was really his father. Every time he was about to lose, he would try to be 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 his 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 didn't even call her brother, "Did you raise Shaohui? You already knew he was my son. right?!"

Xia Moyan looked unmoved: "Yes."

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

On the mountain platform, the breeze blows slowly. 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 was the fox lying lazily beside the glazed chessboard. He was dressed in silver-white fur and had a vague and evil aura.

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 would think that giving tens of billions to their daughter every once in a while is considered too poor.

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

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

"As you wish." The old man didn't care much about 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 have 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 that Xia Moyan's trip goes well and can speed up the progress of Xiao Ling's return.

Over there, S city.

Shao Hui's condition was getting better day by day, Li Lei contacted experts and made a plan to treat Shao Hui's allergies. Although chemical fiber allergy is scary, fortunately it is not a terminal illness. As long as you are careful, take injections and take medicine on time, you will be completely cured one day.

Shaohui was very cooperative with the treatment.

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

Li Lei came to help him go through the discharge procedures, and accompanied the mother and son to pack their things.

In the middle of packing, 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 it is different now. They have their own children, they are connected by blood, and they need a warm home.

Shao Hui raised his head when he heard the words, 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 Fate is not good, and her brother didn't let her announce it because she was afraid of being punished, so she was extra careful.