Chapter 1270 - Lifting Her Up
Xuan Ying turned back and looked at Concubine Yu. “Mom.”
“Don’t call me Mom!” Concubine Yu was furious, almost vomiting blood. She had gone to great lengths just to get Xia Ling to work for her but he managed to scare her away right when he came back home. This brat really was formidable. “What did you do to Lingling when you were upstairs with her?”
Xuan Ying was befuddled. “I didn’t do anything.”
He was aggrieved.
He did want to do something to her, many things in fact. He really wanted to do it, but he didn’t dare do anything.
He didn’t even manage to touch a single finger of hers! She was the one who towered above him, kissing him and teasing him.
Though he did relieve himself of his desires after she left, it ended quickly as he was too excited. She wouldn’t have known that he had done it.
“Hey, let me go!”
Xia Ling still didn’t know his name and she could only say ‘hey’.
“Xuan Ying.”
Xia Ling froze.
As Xuan Ying lifted his eyes, they seemed to penetrate into her soul. “I’m not ‘hey’, my name is Xuan Ying. Remember that!”
In response, Xia Ling made a ‘hmph’ sound, but her voice was soft and sensual.
Xuan Ying lifted his hand, adjusting her cap. Her cap was slanted after she resisted just now. He looked at her dotingly, patting her head gently and he adjusted her cap.
His actions only made Xia Ling’s heart palpitate faster against her chest.
Xuan Ying returned to the driver’s seat, starting the engine.
…
The luxury car sped along the roads. Xuan Ying held the steering wheel, the neon lights outside shining on his face, accentuating his charms.
When he looked beside him, he saw that she didn’t bother to look towards him at all.
“Xia Ling,” he called her name, “My mother really likes you, why did you quit?”
Xia Ling looked out of the window, not sparing him a single glance. But his handsome face was clearly reflected on the window.
“Is it because of me?” he continued asking.
Xia Ling remained silent.
“I apologize if I offended you, but I really hope that you will stay… Xia Ling, to be honest, I actually have a serious sickness.”
He was sick?
Xia Ling was stunned, she turned her face around to look at him.
Xuan Ying pursed his lips, his expression solemn. “This sickness makes me have no appetite, it gives me insomnia and my heart aches. It’s really serious and there’s no cure.
“I don’t have a father, all I have is my mother. She has spent 20 years in a wheelchair after someone intentionally injured her legs. I know that she really likes you. I would be glad if you could accompany her.”
Xia Ling didn’t expect that he would be sick at all. From the outside, he was muscular and exuded a powerful aura, even finishing two bowls of rice at dinner today. How could he possibly be sick?
Feeling really bad for him, the words of comfort seemed to tumble out of her mouth. “Don’t lose hope, modern medicine is really advanced. I believe there’s still a cure for you.”
Xuan Ying looked at her with a deep gaze. “Only one person can cure my sickness.”
“That person must be a marvelous doctor then. I believe you can find this doctor really soon.”
Xuan Ying nodded. “I hope you can continue to come and accompany my mother tomorrow.”
“Alright, I’ll come once my lesson finishes for the day. Don’t worry, I won’t tell Madam about it.”
In order to express her support and encouragement, Xia Ling smiled sweetly at him, showing her dimples.
She smiled at him.
Xuan Ying shifted his gaze away, the corners of his lips quirking.
Little fool!
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The luxury car came to a stop downstairs from her apartment. Xia Ling got down the car and walked back towards the entrance.
Xuan Ying watched as the lithe figure disappeared before him. Raising his brows, he was in a good mood. On the opposite side, two people suddenly paused. Yi Xiaorui had witnessed Xia Ling getting off the luxury car.
The luxury car was a limited edition that was no longer available for purchase. She had overheard those wealthy heirs in the bar discussing getting their hands on this car model, but since it wasn’t available even if they had the money to buy it.
Why was Xia Ling even in that luxury car?
Who was the owner of that luxury car?
The windows of the luxury car were tinted so Yi Xiaorui couldn’t see the people sitting inside. But for someone to be able to afford this car, it must be a powerful and influential man with a huge belly.
Was Xia Ling sponsored by this old man?
“Xiaorui, what are you looking at?” Zhou Zhou had his arm around Yi Xiaorui’s shoulder, moving his hands around to touch her chest. “When can you let me have me have some fun with Xia Ling?”