Ever since Zhang Ling returned from Beijing, she had not come to look for him. She did not even give him a call. He originally thought that she was too shy to come and see him because of what happened on the plane. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that something had happened to Zhang Ling's family!
Even though using the divine sense had the same effect as seeing with one's own eyes or hearing with one's own ears, it consumed a lot of True Qi.
Even though Ling Yun's divine sense was very condensed and could be considered very strong, it was impossible for him to constantly release his divine sense to envelop everything within its range.
After all, he was still in the Physique Tempering Stage and hadn't reached the stage of Qi Refinement. Therefore, he couldn't waste his divine sense on something that didn't matter.
Moreover, midnight was the time when the lonely male guests in the hotel and the women who had been brought back from outside were in the middle of a fierce battle. Ling Yun wasn't interested in using his divine sense to admire their ugly behavior in bed.
Good steel should be used on the blade.
Therefore, she had told Kong Xiuru, Cao Shanshan, and Miao Xiao Miao about her parents' divorce. However, at that time, Ling Yun was busy drinking with his classmates and did not pay attention to what was going on, so he did not know about it.
Ling Yun was stunned. He frowned and asked, "Divorced? What's the reason? Isn't this too sudden? "
Zhang Ling sobbed again as tears streamed down her face. "My … My father … has another woman outside. They … they have been separated for more than ten years. They only completed the divorce two days ago. They … They actually hid it from me for ten years … Sob sob sob …"
Zhang Ling cried her heart out. Not only was she crying for her pitiful fate, but she was also crying for her pitiful mother.
Not to mention Zhang Ling, no one would be able to accept it. Her own father had been with another woman, but when he returned home, he acted as if nothing had happened. He pretended to be very loving with her mother and kept it a secret for ten years. When Zhang Ling suddenly heard this from her mother, wouldn't she feel as if the sky had fallen down on her?
"Ten years?" Ling Yun's mouth twitched.
Ten years, how did my poor mother-in-law manage to get through all this? He had never seen Liang Fengqin before, but Liang Fengyi's image appeared in his mind uncontrollably.
"Hmph, if I see that bitch, I won't forgive her!"
Zhang Ling suddenly stopped crying. Her eyes were red and she gritted her teeth. From the looks of it, she could not wait to cut the woman who stole her father into a thousand pieces.
Ling Yun sighed in his heart. People are really different from each other.
Think about Boss Gou Liancheng. Gou Liancheng changed his bride every night, but his wife didn't even bother to ask about it. Not only that, but his wife also had countless gigolos outside. As long as the two of them didn't divorce, they could do whatever they wanted.
Zhuang Tiande also had a bunch of mistresses outside, but what about his wife, Zhao Bomin? Even though she was well aware of it, she endured it all and pretended not to know anything. She stayed at home and took care of her husband and children, maintaining her position as the head of the household.
As for Zhuang Meifeng and Zhuang Meina, both of them naturally knew that their father had other women outside. However, they seemed to have tacitly accepted this fact. No one argued about it, let alone felt sad about it.
Within this, there were factors such as the man's financial status, the woman's personality and thoughts, and the child's education and knowledge, as well as the psychological endurance factor …
In short, when faced with the same situation, everyone had their own opinions and beliefs. In a word, every family had its own difficulties.
Ling Yun found a random seat and sat down. He said to Cao Shanshan and Miao Xiao Miao, "It's almost over. Tang Meng has drunk too much. Both of you go down and help handle it. Don't let those drunk boys cause trouble."
"Oh, right. When you go out, ask the waiter to send a table of dishes to this room."
Cao Shanshan and Miao Xiao Miao were smart enough to know that Ling Yun wanted to speak to Zhang Ling alone. They looked at each other and told Zhang Ling to let it go before walking out.
After sending the two of them away, Ling Yun's body sprang up like a spring. In an instant, he was beside Zhang Ling. Reaching out, he gently hugged her.
"Don't be sad, I'm still here." Ling Yun comforted her carefully.
Among the three of them, one was her teacher, one was her best friend, and one was her deskmate. However, the three of them combined could not compare to Ling Yun. Zhang Ling had been longing for this warm embrace for a long time.
However, not only did she not stop crying, she even started to cry even though she was in Ling Yun's arms.
"Tell me, how could my father do this? My mother is so beautiful and earns so much more than him. Why did he abandon my mother and run away with another woman? How did my mother let him down? "
Ling Yun didn't say anything, but he thought to himself, "Maybe it's because your mother makes more money than your father that they got divorced."
When a woman was too strong and outstanding, it would create an invisible pressure on her man. Once this pressure accumulated for a long time, the man would feel that he had lost his dignity and would not be able to hold his head up high at home. At this time, if another woman seduced him, the man would find an outlet to vent the pressure. That would be considered cheating on her.
That was because, unless they were starving or the kind of woman who could be a husband to anyone, very few women would take the initiative to throw themselves into the arms of a man who was inferior to them. Men could find the dignity that belonged to a man with her. Just this alone was enough to make Liang Fengqin lose her marriage.
Some men might want their wives to be stronger than them so that they could support them. Moreover, there were many such men in this day and age.
However, Ling Yun was definitely not one of them. No matter how many women he had around him, he had to ensure that he was the strongest. He could not let his women surpass him.
Even if there was such a woman, Ling Yun would try his best to surpass her in the shortest time possible to protect his dignity as a man!
Just from this point alone, Ling Yun could more or less empathize with Zhang Ling's father.
Of course, there must have been many other reasons for her parents' divorce. However, Ling Yun was no longer concerned about them. He was a cultivator and had seen too much of the separation and separation of life and death in the world. He had long become indifferent to it.
Everyone had their own fate!
Zhang Ling cried continuously as she expressed her sadness. Ling Yun did not try to persuade her. He hugged her and listened quietly, letting her pour out her heart.
Sometimes, listening quietly was better than a thousand words of consolation.
There was a saying that went, "The first drum of courage, the second weak, and the third exhausted." Zhang Ling had told this story three times tonight. This time, after crying completely, she finally calmed down.
The sobbing in his arms gradually became softer until it completely stopped. The room became quiet. After a moment of silence, Zhang Ling's faint voice suddenly sounded. "Ling Yun, will … will you look down on me because of this in the future?"
Ling Yun gently stroked Zhang Ling's hair. "Why would I? Have you forgotten? I didn't even know who my biological parents were when I was young …"
Hearing this, Zhang Ling quickly climbed out of Ling Yun's arms. She stared at Ling Yun for a long time before saying, "Ling Yun, I'm sorry …"
Ling Yun smiled. "It's okay. You've cried enough. Don't let this matter get you down again. No matter how big it is, I will face it with you."
"Okay!" To a young girl, there was nothing better than the gentle words of her beloved lover. Zhang Ling nodded her head vigorously.
Ling Yun pointed to the door. "Go and open the door. Your food is here. Have a good meal and have a good sleep. Then, everything will be over."
The doorbell rang. Zhang Ling reluctantly left Ling Yun's arms and went to open the door.
The chef was not off work yet. The food was ready. It was very sumptuous. There were four hot dishes, two cold dishes, and a bowl of soup. The aroma filled the house.
"That's too much. Will you eat with me?" Zhang Ling's eyes were full of anticipation.
Ling Yun smiled bitterly. "I've eaten too much tonight. I've drunk my fill too. I'll watch you eat."
Zhang Ling had been busy since the afternoon. She had not eaten dinner. She was famished. She immediately gobbled down the food.
"Eat slowly. Be careful not to choke. Drink some soup first …"
Looking at Zhang Ling's hungry appearance, Ling Yun could not help but laugh. This was Zhang Ling's personality. She was lively and straightforward. She would laugh or cry like a gust of wind. Let bygones be bygones.
"Ling Yun … My mother said she wants to see you …" Zhang Ling suddenly said in a muffled voice.
"She knows?"
"She knew a long time ago. My aunt is a traitor. She told my mother the day she trapped us at home!"
Ling Yun could only smile bitterly at the thought of the enchanting Liang Fengyi. "Alright, I'll accompany you home in two days."
Hearing Ling Yun's straightforward reply, Zhang Ling was secretly delighted. Her heart was finally at ease.
Ling Yun watched Zhang Ling eat until he received a call from Xue Meining. Only then did he let Zhang Ling have a good rest. After kissing her passionately, he left Zhang Ling's room.
The banquet had ended. The students had already returned to their rooms. In the hall on the third floor, there were only a dozen or so waiters cleaning the rooms.
Ling Yun went directly to the fourth floor. The remaining people who had not left were all there.
Ning Lingyu, Qin Dongxue, Bai Xianer, Cao Shanshan, Xue Meining, Miao Xiaomiao, Long Wu, and a drunken Tang Meng.
Of course, Abing and the dozen or so Green Dragon underlings were also in another room, waiting for Ling Yun's orders.
Zhuang Meina returned to her room. Kong Xiuru drank a little too much, but she did not leave either. She stayed in Zhang Ling's room to accompany her.
"I still want to drink … Come, cheers!" Tang Meng lay sprawled on the sofa. He reeked of alcohol and spouted nonsense.
"Drink my a * s. Abing, send a few people to send Tang Meng home!"
Ling Yun frowned slightly. It seemed like he could not let Tang Meng drink too much in the future. This brat could hold his liquor, but he would become a laughing stock if word got out.
However, it was almost one o 'clock in the morning. The bad premonition that had been lingering in Ling Yun's heart had not happened yet. This made him feel slightly relieved. He wondered if he was being overly paranoid. (To be continued.)
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