Since Zhang Ling came back from the capital, he had never come to see Ling Yun, nor had he called him. Ling Yun originally thought that this little girl was shy because of the two of them on the plane, so she was embarrassed to come to see him, but he never dreamed that something happened to Zhang Ling's family!

Although the spiritual consciousness, although the effect is the same as the effect seen with your own eyes and heard with your own ears, can be used to consume the true energy.

Although Ling Yun's spiritual consciousness is very concise and powerful, he cannot keep letting go of his greatest spiritual consciousness and covering everything within the range of his spiritual consciousness.

After all, he is still in the physical training stage and has not reached the point of refining qi and transforming into spirits, so it is impossible for him to waste his spiritual consciousness in some irrelevant places.

What's more, during the midnight period, it was the lonely male travelers who lived in the hotel and the women who were brought back to the room from outside. When the battle was in full swing, Ling Yun was not interested in using his spiritual sense to appreciate their various ugly appearances in bed.

Good steel should naturally be used on the blade.

Therefore, Zhang Ling's parents divorced. She told Kong Xiuru and just told Cao Shanshan and Miao Xiaomiao. But Ling Yun was accepting waves of toasts from his classmates at that time. He didn't pay attention to this place at all, so he didn't know.

Ling Yun was stunned and frowned slightly: "I'm divorced, why? This is too sudden, right?"

Zhang Ling sobbed again, tears pouring down: "I...my father is outside...with other women, they have been separated for more than ten years. They didn't go through the divorce procedures until two days ago. They... They actually kept it from me for ten years, wuwu..."

Zhang Ling cried very sadly, both for his miserable fate and for his poor mother.

Not to mention Zhang Ling, no one can stand it. His father has lived with other women outside. When he returned home, he was like nothing happened. He pretended to be very loving in front of her. He had been hiding it for ten years. Zhang Ling suddenly heard about this from his mother, but he didn't think it was like the sky collapsed?

Ling Yun grinned: "Ten years?!"

How did my poor mother-in-law survive in ten years? Suddenly, Ling Yun had such an idea in his mind. He had never seen Liang Fengqin, but involuntarily, the shadow of Liang Fengyi appeared in his mind.

"Hmph, if I were allowed to see that bitch, I would definitely not be able to spare her!"

Zhang Ling suddenly stopped crying, and said with red eyes and gritted her teeth. Looking at her appearance, she wanted to cut the woman who snatched his father into pieces.

Ling Yun sighed in his heart, saying that people are really different.

Thinking about the boss of Gouliancheng, he changed his bride every night, but his wife was too lazy to even ask questions. Not only that, his wife also raised countless young faces outside, and each played with her own things. As long as the two of them didn't divorce, they would do whatever they wanted.

Thinking about Zhuang Tiande, he also raised a lot of people outside, including three, four, five and six, but what about his wife Zhao Bomin? Although he knew it well, he endured it all, pretended not to know anything, and was at home to take care of his husband and children, sitting steadily as the head of the family.

Whether it is Zhuang Meifeng or Zhuang Meina, they naturally knew that their father raised other women outside, but they seemed to have agreed to this point. No one argued about this matter, and would not be sad about it.

This includes the economic and status factors of men, the personality and ideas of women, the education and insight of children, and the psychological endurance factors...

In short, when faced with the same thing, everyone has different opinions and ideas. In short, every family has a difficult sutra to recite.

Ling Yun found a seat and sat down, and said to Cao Shanshan and Miao Xiaomiao: "The following is about to end. Tang Meng is already drunk. You two go down to help deal with it, so don't let those drunk boys make trouble."

"Oh, by the way, when you go out, ask the waiter to send a table of food to this room."

Cao Shanshan and Miao Xiaomiao Bingxue were smart and knew that Ling Yun was going to talk to Zhang Ling alone. They looked at each other and said Zhang Ling was more open-minded, so they walked out one after another.

After supporting the two people, Ling Yun's body bounced up like a spring, and instantly came to Zhang Ling's side. He stretched out his hand and gently hugged her in his arms.

"Don't be sad, I'm there." Ling Yun carefully persuaded.

Kong Xiuru, Cao Shanshan, and Miao Xiaomiao are three people, one is a teacher, one is a best friend, and one is a deskmate, but the three of them are not as good as Ling Yun. Zhang Ling looked forward to this warm embrace, but he has been waiting for it for a long time.

However, after getting into Lingyun's arms, Zhang Ling's crying did not stop, but she felt at ease, but instead burst into tears.

"You said, how could my father do this? My mother is so beautiful and earns so much money than him. Why should he not want my mother? Instead, he ran away with other women?! My mother is sorry for him?!"

Ling Yun didn't speak, but thought to himself that maybe it was because your mother earned more money than your father, so the two could get divorced.

A woman is too strong or too outstanding, which will put an invisible pressure on her man. Once this pressure accumulates for a long time, the man will feel that he has lost his dignity and cannot raise his head at home. At this time, if another woman seduces her outside and finds a vent of the long-term pressure on the man, she will definitely cheat.

Because, unless women who are hungry or who are as good as their husbands, very few women will take the initiative to throw themselves into arms to men who are inferior to them. The man can regain the dignity of a man in her. This alone is enough to make Liang Fengqin’s marriage lose its security.

Some men may hope that their wives will be better than him and let their wives support themselves. Moreover, there are many such men these days.

But Ling Yun is definitely not one of them. No matter how many women there are around him, he must ensure that he must be the strongest and that his women cannot be suppressed by him.

Even if one really emerges, Ling Yun will try his best to surpass her in the shortest time and maintain his own and manly dignity!

From this point of view alone, Ling Yun can more or less understand Zhang Ling's father.

Of course, there must be many other messy reasons for Zhang Ling's parents' divorce, but Ling Yun no longer pays attention to it. He is a cultivator. He has seen too many gatherings, separations, and separations in the world, and has long been ignorant of it.

The same thing, everyone has their own life!

Zhang Ling kept crying and talking about his sadness. Ling Yun simply stopped persuading her, just hugged her and listened quietly, allowing her to tell her.

Sometimes, listening quietly is better than tens of millions of words of comfort.

Youdao is a way to make a comeback, and then it fades away, and three times it is exhausted. Zhang Ling told this matter three times tonight. After crying this time, he finally gradually calmed down.

The sobs in his arms gradually became smaller until they stopped completely. The room became quiet. After a while, Zhang Ling's faint voice suddenly sounded: "Lingyun, you, will you look down on me because of this in the future?"

Ling Yun gently stroked Zhang Ling's hair and said lightly: "How could that be? You forgot that I have been a child and don't even know who my biological parents are..."

When Zhang Ling heard this, she suddenly got up from Ling Yun's arms. She stared at Ling Yun for a while before saying, "Ling Yun, I'm sorry..."

Ling Yun smiled slightly: "It's okay, you have cried and you have cried. You are not allowed to be sad about this matter again. No matter how big the matter is, I will face it with you."

"Yeah!" For the girl, nothing can heal the wounds better than the gentle words of her beloved lover. Zhang Ling nodded vigorously.

Ling Yun pointed at the door: "Go and open the door. Your meal is here. Have a good meal, then have a good sleep, and everything will be over."

The doorbell rang, and Zhang Ling reluctantly left Ling Yun's arms and went over to open the door.

The chef hasn't gotten off work yet, and the food is ready-made and very rich. Four hot dishes, two cold dishes, and a thick soup, which fills the room with fragrance.

"There are too many, should you eat with me?" Zhang Ling looked forward to it.

Ling Yun smiled bitterly: "I'm too full tonight and I've drunk enough wine. I'll watch you eat."

Zhang Ling has been busy in the afternoon until now, and has not eaten dinner, so he is really hungry. He just started eating and swallowed it voraciously.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke, drink a little soup first..."

Ling Yun couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhang Ling's starving ghost reincarnation. Zhang Ling had this personality, lively and straightforward, and laughter and crying were all a gust of wind, and the past was the past.

"Lingyun...My mother said, I want to see you..." Zhang Ling suddenly said vaguely.

"Did she get it?"

"I knew it a long time ago that my aunt was a traitor. The day when we blocked us at home, I told my mother all about it!"

Ling Yun thought of the enchanting Liang Fengyi and could only smile bitterly: "Okay, after these two days, I will accompany you home."

Seeing Ling Yun’s answer so straightforward, Zhang Lingfang was secretly happy, and her heart finally felt at ease.

Ling Yun kept watching Zhang Ling finish her meal until she received a call from Xue Meining, and asked Zhang Ling to rest well, leaving Zhang Ling with a passionate kiss, and then left Zhang Ling's room.

The banquet has ended, and the students have all returned to their rooms. In the lobby on the third floor, there are only a dozen waiters cleaning the room.

Ling Yun went directly to the fourth floor, and the remaining people who had not left were here.

Ning Lingyu, Qin Dongxue, Bai Xian'er, Cao Shanshan, Xue Meining, Miao Xiaomiao, Long Wu, and Tang Meng who was drunk.

Of course, A Bing and the dozen Qinglong brothers brought by him were also in another room, waiting for Ling Yun's instructions.

Zhuang Meina returned to her room. Kong Xiuru drank a little too much, but she didn't leave, so she went to Zhang Ling's room to stay with her.

"I want to drink... Come on, cheers!" Tang Meng lay on the sofa, smelling alcohol all over and talking nonsense.

"Just be so bad, Abing, send a few people to send Tang Meng home!"

Ling Yun frowned slightly, thinking that it seemed that Tang Meng could not drink too much in the future. This kid had a lot of alcohol, but he didn't look like a person when he drank too much. It made people laugh at him when he was spread.

However, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. The bad premonition that lingered in Lingyun's heart never happened, which made him feel a little relieved and felt that he was full of plants and trees. (To be continued. Please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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