Jing Ling asked for trouble.
I know he’s on Feng Yi’s side.
He couldn't get anything out of him. He just didn't expect the Feng family to be so tight-lipped.
About Dudu’s biological parents.
He will definitely ask something clear.
Who are Dudu’s biological parents?
Why would he abandon his daughter and kill her?
Jing Ling used his power to continue investigating, but after all, something was missing. Every time he got close to the truth, he always felt that there was a powerful force obstructing him.
Looking at Dudu's quiet profile, Jing Ling suddenly had a very bold and absurd idea in his mind, but he knew it was impossible.
But he couldn't stop thinking about it. And what was the secret that his brother and sister-in-law had told him?
What secrets are they hiding?
That would be their last secret. Jing Ling thought to himself that he must make them speak out. He looked at Xu Wuzi.
Suddenly I thought that maybe I had another way, which was to calculate Dudu through Xuwuzi.
Figure out what his good brother and that woman are hiding from him?
Jing Ling made up his mind.
Walk to the side of Xuwuzi.
Xu Wuzi had his eyes closed, his hands moving non-stop.
Jing Ling was very patient. He did not bother him, but waited for the end of his hexagram.
In fact, Xu Wuzi had already felt it when Jing Ling came to him.
Of course, he also figured out why Jing Ling came to see him.
Everything depends on God.
"Mr. Xuwuzi?"
Jing Ling said to Xu Wuzi very respectfully.
Xu Wuzi just hummed lightly.
"Are you here to ask me to tell your fortune?"
Jing Ling desperately wanted to know the answer in his heart.
"I want to calculate it." Before Jing Ling asked the answer in his heart.
The phone in my pocket rang.
"What, Jingming committed suicide?"
Jing Ling apologized to Xu Wu Zi and went to deal with the matter. Sitting in the car and watching him getting farther and farther away from Dudu, Jing Ling always felt that something was disappearing from his life.
Jingming committed suicide. This good brother of his was really brave. This was the first time he looked directly at his brother, and he actually had the courage to commit suicide!
Isn't he the most cowardly person who loves life and death? He actually committed suicide.
This was something Jing Ling had never expected.
"Goodbye, Uncle Jing Ling."
"Bye-bye, Dudu."
Jing Ling got in the car. Dudu wanted to stay and become. She took out a large bag of jawline cookies from her pocket. Her pocket was like Doraemon, especially large. She gave all the baked cookies to Jing Ling.
"Uncle Jingling, take this and eat it on the way."
Her brows were slightly furrowed, and worry was lingering around her. Jing Ling suddenly saw that the delicate little girl's brows were furrowed.
"Dudu, don't keep things in your heart from now on, okay? Be happy."
Dudu nodded, "I will, Uncle Jingling."
Jing Ling left, holding Dudu in his arms.
Jawline cookies baked just for him.
In the end, I couldn't bear to eat it.
He hid all the jawline biscuits in a tin box and put a lot of preservatives in it to prevent them from rotting, expiring or spoiling.
This time, he came to his brother Jingming's ward with the strangely shaped cookies that Dudu had baked for him. Jingming looked pale, with thick gauze wrapped around his wrists, which reminded Jing Ling of his childhood when they were bullied by a group of heartless people.
Jingming would also rush forward to protect his brother from the wind and rain, but why did it turn out like this?
Why did he develop such evil ambitions in the end? Jing Ling felt mixed emotions.
Jingming woke up.
His eyelashes trembled as he looked at Jing Ling, and there seemed to be a strange light in his eyes.
"elder brother……"
The word "brother" reminded Jing Ling of the time when they were little and depended on each other for survival.
He also followed behind him and kept calling him brother.
Those times can never be returned.
Jing Ling knew better than anyone else. He hummed softly, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes.
The smile on his face was somewhat stiff.
"I just didn't expect you to have the courage to commit suicide."
Jing Ming seemed to have been drained of all his strength. "I have lost my freedom, I have lost everything. It doesn't matter whether I live or die. I just hope my brother can be happy."
"I will be a star in the sky to protect my brother. As long as my brother is okay, that's all that matters."
Jing Ling felt mixed emotions.
After all, he is his own brother.
Brothers from the same mother, born just a few minutes apart. Jing Ling closed his eyes and was about to get up and leave.
Jingming has to tell him.
"Brother, I know that no matter what I do, I can't clear myself of suspicion. You've already determined that I was the one who did it, but I admit it. Yes, it was me who did it. I wanted to harm grandma. It was me who did it. I did everything."
Jing Ming looked at Jing Ling and suddenly laughed, then started crying. There seemed to be something unspeakable in his eyes.
"But brother, I want to tell you a secret before I die."
"Secret? What secret?"
"Regarding your daughter, I don't want you, my brother, to regret it for the rest of your life."
"my daughter."
"Yes, you have more than one daughter, Jiaojiao."
Jingming looked at Jingling's eyes steadily.
There was only seriousness and clarity in his eyes.
Jing Ling was thinking about the truth in Jing Ming's words, but he saw Jing Ming's body and his voice was hoarse.
"Brother, squat down and listen to me. Zhang Lili doesn't know anything either because I did it."
A wicked smile suddenly appeared on his face, and Jing Ling held the jawline biscuits with various shapes that Dudu had made for him.
He squatted down, but at that moment, he didn't notice that a small knife quietly appeared in Jingming's quilt.
Very sharp.
"Go ahead."
"Come closer, brother. I really don't have the strength."
Jing Ling scoffed and moved closer.
However, a dazzling golden light hit Jing Ling directly, and Jing Ling felt that something had formed a natural protective shield to protect him.
He saw a knife fall from Jingming's bed.
With a click…
Why?
Jingming was confused. What could be the reason for the ferocious light on his face?
It was only then that Jing Ling realized that Dudu had not only stuffed him with cookies of various shapes that she had baked herself.
He also put a lot of talisman paper.
Jingming, want to kill him.
"You don't stand a chance."
Jing Ming Jing Ling looked at him indifferently
Jingming was completely panicked.
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