The cold light in the peach blossom eyes made Xiao Ziqi shudder.

"You should ask, don't ask. Why doesn't Mr. Xiao even understand this truth?" Gao Congming, who was beside him, said.

Xiao Ziqi left with a pale face and embarrassed look on his face.

Yi Jinli leaned against the back of the sofa and took out a cheap mobile phone. There was only one number stored in the mobile phone.

He pressed the only number, and a moment later, a gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sister wants something to eat tonight, I'll bring it back." He said softly, the coldness in his eyes just now was already gentle.

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At night, Ling Yiran held a tissue and wiped the photo frame with her mother's photos. In the rental house, she specially bought a small desk. Usually she put her mother's photos on the desk, and every few days, she would wipe the dust on it.

All the relics of her mother were in the Ling family. For her, this photo was the only thing that could accompany her about her mother.

While she was wiping the photos, Yi Jinli sat aside and looked at her quietly.

"By the way, A Jin, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, do you buy...uh, do you have any train tickets or something?" Ling Yiran asked. In the past two days, many colleagues in the sanitation office have been rushing for train tickets for the Spring Festival travel rush.

Yi Jinli immediately understood what she wanted to ask, "I don't need to buy any tickets."

"Don't you have to go home?" she said in surprise.

"I have no home except my sister." Even though he stayed there for so many years, he never felt like a home.

She remembered that he said he had no family, but... ordinary people would have relatives, or something, and they would run away from relatives during the Chinese New Year.

When she asked her questions, he faintly said, "I am some relatives, but I don't need to go around in detail." As for the old man, although they are grandparents, there will be no so-called family affection in the Yi family. What the old man needs is just an heir to the Yi family.

As long as he is good and strong enough, it is what the old man wants. If he is not strong enough, even the old man's grandson will probably be kicked away.

What's more, because he had half of the blood relationship with that woman in his body, it can be said that this was still disgusted by the old man. Even when he was a child, the old man would look at him with disgust several times and said with a ferocious expression, "Why do you have to keep that woman's blood on you? You shouldn't exist at all!"

At that time, he was often beaten by the old man's crutches. It was not until he grew up and began to show his abilities that the old man's attitude towards him gradually changed.

It’s just that the fact that he has the blood of that woman on him cannot be changed no matter how he is.

"What about your... parents, they are..." She hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but speak.

His face changed slightly, and those beautiful eyes looked at her, with a layer of gauze covering his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking at the moment.

Ling Yiran bit her lip, "If you don't want to say anything, just pretend I didn't ask."

"Sister really wants to know?" he spoke, his voice with a hint of inadvertent coldness.

"I just want more of you. But if these are what you don't want to say, then I won't say them. Anyway, what was before is not important, and what is later is the most important, right?" she said.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then gently lowered them, "My father died, the day my sister met me was my father's death. On that day, he died in the place where I sat at that time."
Chapter completed!