Chapter 882
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The word "Lang" was clearly engraved on the handle of the knife.
Back then, he specially asked someone to custom-make a set of surgical instruments for his beloved woman. The word "Lang" was engraved on the instruments.
Unfortunately, this set of surgical instruments had become his weapon in the end.
When they returned to Lang Garden, it was already night.
The green bricks and black tiles of Lang Garden were hidden in a patch of green. The snow on the bamboo leaves fluttered in the breeze.
"Dad."
As soon as Ye Tianxin saw the car.
She ran out of Lang Garden.
Xie Xuning, who originally had a cold face, became particularly gentle when he saw his daughter's face.
"Tianxin, what are you doing out here on such a cold day?"
"I'm waiting for you, Dad. How is it?"
For the whole afternoon, Ye Tianxin was at home, and her heart was in a mess.
She didn't know what the situation was like on Xie Xuning's side.
Xie Xuning looked at his daughter's face, which resembled Lin Lang's, and a hint of bitterness flashed through his heart.
"It's Dad who's dragging you down."
"Dad, what are you talking about? We're a family, a family. How can there be a burden? Is it X again? "
Ye Tianxin vaguely guessed that it might be X again.
But who was X?
He had been chasing after their family like a ghost. Why?
"It's him."
Xie Xuning also had a headache.
X would be silent for a period of time, and then suddenly appear, as if to remind you that he exists.
You couldn't ignore him.
"Forget it, I don't think we can find him for a while. Maybe X is not a person, but a secret organization?"
Ye Tianxin's words made Xie Xuning laugh out loud.
"Well, in short, during this period of time, you have to pay attention to your safety. Remember to bring guards when you go in and out. Remember not to act alone, understand?"
As soon as Xie Xuning sat down, Uncle He served a stewed pear with rock sugar.
"Uncle He, I don't like sweets very much."
Uncle He smiled and said, "Sir, this was made by Miss herself. Miss said that you have a cough."
"It's good to have a daughter."
Xie Xuning took the cup and ate the stewed pear with rock sugar with a small spoon. He only coughed a few times.
His daughter would thoughtfully prepare these foods for him.
It's good.
It's good to feel at home.
When he saw Lang Garden from afar, he felt that it was different.
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