Chapter 244 How Could This Happen

At this time, a few more people got off the Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle beside Ling Haijun.

One of them was a handsome middle-aged man who looked very dignified and looked a bit like Ling Haijun.

He heard Ling Haijun greeting someone, and immediately turned his eyes to this side.

Seeing Yang Qingyin, the middle-aged man couldn't help but his eyes lit up, but he didn't say hello, he just smiled at Yang Qingyin.

Yang Qingyin knew this person. Ling Haijun's father, Ling Zhenghui, was now a deputy department-level official in a certain ministry.

It seems that Ling Zhenghui's family also came here during the National Day holiday, and happened to live in the hotel where they were staying.

I met people who I knew a few hundred kilometers away from Yanjing, and they had unpleasant experiences with them. It was impossible for Yang Qingyin to be in a happy mood, but she was not rude, and said hello to those people: "So it's Uncle Ling!" Young Master Ling, what a coincidence."

Ling Zhenghui nodded slightly at Yang Qingyin, as a greeting back.

But when his eyes fell on Luo Ziling who was beside Yang Qingyin, his expression changed instantly.

"Who are you?" Ling Zhenghui walked quickly to Luo Ziling's side, frowning and looking at him, "What's your name?"

Seeing Ling Zhenghui's face change, Yang Qingyin immediately thought of something, and his face also changed.

"Uncle Ling, this is my classmate. Let's go on a trip together." She immediately rescued Luo Ziling, "We are going to go out to play, so I won't disturb you."

With that said, he dragged Luo Ziling's hand and left.

Luo Ziling also knew why Ling Zhenghui's face changed, and needless to say, he also knew the reason.

When Ling Zhenghui was young, he should have seen Luo Xusheng---the country boy who abducted Ling Ruonan, and Luo Ziling looked like his father, so Ling Zhenghui's face changed when he saw it.

Luo Ziling ignored Ling Zhenghui and didn't look at Ling Haijun. He just nodded slightly at them and left with Yang Qingyin.

Unexpectedly, Luo Ziling ignored him, and Ling Zhenghui's face became even uglier.

"Dad, do you know him?" Ling Haijun looked surprised, "This kid should be Yang Qingyin's boyfriend, and he beat my bodyguard last time."

"What? He actually had a conflict with you?" Ling Zhenghui's face that had just calmed down changed a little, but he didn't ask anything in public, but motioned Ling Haijun to talk in the room.

During the National Day holiday, Ling Zhenghui took his wife and children to the Bashang Grassland not far from Yanjing to play. Besides their father and son, Ling Zhenghui's wife Li Lanying, Li Lanying's sister Li Junying and his wife, and Li Junying and his wife's children also came together.

They booked two senior suites, one for each family.

After Ling Zhenghui and Ling Haijun entered the room, they signaled to the others to pack their luggage first, and the father and son wanted to have a private conversation.

Several other people also saw the scene just now, and they were quite puzzled if they didn't know the situation, but they didn't ask in the end.

"Do you know this person? What's his name?" After entering the room and sitting down, Ling Zhenghui asked the matter straight to the point.

Ling Haijun, who sat on the bed and waited for his father's instructions, replied honestly: "His name is Luo Ziling, and he should be Yang Qingyin's boyfriend. I saw them holding hands."

Ling Zhenghui frowned, the shock in his heart could not be expressed in words.

But he didn't express the surprise in his heart, but asked Ling Haijun to tell the story of their acquaintance and conflict.

Ling Haijun said a little depressed: "The first time I had a conflict with him was at a friend's opening reception. His companion had a conflict with my friend, and the two bodyguards around me were no match for him.

Later, my aunt called suddenly and told me to leave immediately and not to fight with others. Later, he met them in a hotel, and he was with Yang Qingyin. We almost got into a fight, but Yang Qingyin came out to stop it. "

After talking about the situation, Ling Haijun asked Ling Zhenghui suspiciously: "Dad, do you know this person?"

Ling Zhenghui didn't answer, but asked back: "Why do you think your aunt personally called to prevent you from conflicting with him?"

"I don't know," Ling Haijun shook his head, he still didn't find the answer to this question, and he didn't dare to ask Ling Ruonan.

Ling Ruonan and Ling Zhenghui are cousins, Ling Zhenghui is three years older than Ling Ruonan, Ling Haijun calls her "aunt", but this aunt is a little farther away.

"He is Ling Ruonan's son."

"What?" Hearing what his father said, Ling Haijun jumped up from the bed, "How could this bastard be my aunt's son?"

"Exactly," Ling Zhenghui sighed slightly, "You should have heard about what happened twenty years ago. At that time, Ling Ruonan fell in love with a boy from outside and refused to marry the Yang family. The boy from outside was named Luo Xusheng When he ran away with Ling Ruonan, he accidentally killed Yang Yunfeng who was married to Ling Ruonan, who is also Yang Qingyin's uncle."

"Ah?!" Ling Haijun, who had only vaguely heard about it, was stunned again, "How could this be? When did my aunt have a son? Back then, she actually fell in love with a boy from outside. No wonder she never married Man, something like this happened."

Ling Ruonan's prestige in the family is very high, and she is very much loved and appreciated by the old man Ling Jinhua and the current head of the family, Ling Mingrui. The largest northern group in the family is also entrusted to her to take care of. Few of the descendants of the Ling family are not afraid of her, and so is Ling Haijun. Regardless of whether he was in the past or behind, he basically didn't dare to call Ling Ruonan by his first name. In order to please Ling Ruonan, he kept calling him "aunt" and "aunt" very affectionately.

But he never dreamed that his aunt would have such a legendary story, and she also had a son.

It seems that this son is still an illegitimate child.

"Ling Ruonan did conceive and give birth to that foreign boy back then. That foreign boy was called Luo Xusheng, and the person who had conflicted with you was called Luo Ziling. He looked very similar to Luo Xusheng when he was young. I saw it just now and thought that Luo Xusheng from back then came back. Yes. Hehe, interesting," Ling Zhenghui stood up and walked two steps with his hands behind his back, looking very excited. "You had a conflict with him, and Ling Ruonan personally called you to ask you to leave. You should know why, right? She doesn't want her son to have a conflict with you."

He had never seen his father lose his composure before, and Ling Haijun couldn't help being even more surprised. He couldn't help but asked again: "Dad, what's going on? This kid is my aunt's son, so it should be mine. Cousin? Then why doesn’t he recognize us? And he will be with the Yang family? Didn’t you just say that Yang Qingyin’s uncle was killed by his father? How can they still be together ?”