Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song Li put his phone back in the bag and picked up the bag. "Let's go. ”

From here to Huang Ling's previous home, there is a distance.

They were talking downstairs.

Huang Ling's face was bitter: “No worries, I'm pathetic. You can have my previous memories, why didn't I have Huang Ling's previous memories? Huang Ling, who had friends, relatives, I don't know, even forgot to get along with Mom. ”

Song did not worry to comfort her: “Whoever it is, don't you have a memory? If you have any relatives or friends, just ask your aunt some other time. It doesn't matter if the mother and daughter used to get along, from now on, you just make the aunt happy. ”

“Yes.” Huang Ling whispered.

“When you come here later, you'll meet your neighbors and get to know your new friends. ”

“Sounds good, new environment, new mood. ”

Downstairs, Ad drives a Ferrari.

After boarding the Ferrari, they drove to Huang Ling's previous home.

For more than seven months, her mother spent all her savings trying to cure her illness.

I don't have the money to live in a good house, so I live in an old neighborhood.

Poor environment with very poor security nearby.

The alley is narrow and there are no street lights at night.

The garbage in this residential area was thrown everywhere, even if it was cleaned every day, but they were of poor quality and still thrown everywhere, looking messy.

And most people who live here are people with very low incomes, or people in construction sites.

The neighborhood gate has a security kiosk, but it doesn't work. The security kiosk is filled with rental ads, the old one rips off the new sticker, the marks are spotty, and it looks a little scary.

When Song didn't worry about their car, it instantly attracted the attention of the passers-by.

The neighborhood is small and there is an undeveloped plot of land nearby, and the government is said to be ready to take it back and bid with it.

But the undeveloped plot, like a garbage factory, was thrown away without knowing how much garbage.

Far from the city, it is a remote area, and very few such cars appear in this slum.

The alley is small, with friction cars parked on both sides, bicycles and everything else.

Ad had to park the car by the road at the main entrance of the neighborhood, next to the security booth.

The car was parked, and many people surrounded it before they came out.

Song Min Xiao and Huang Ling got off one after the other.

“Ah, isn't that Huang Ling? ”

“Isn't she a vegetable? ”

“No, listen to her mother. She's awake. ”

“This child, Fu is so thick, she woke up with rich people. Look at the dress she's wearing. It's beautiful. ”

……

People in the neighborhood, talking to Huang Ling.

Huang Ling lives here, but Huang Ling rarely lives here.

However, she used to have time to come back and hang out with Liu Fengfeng in the neighborhood.

And Huang Ling is beautiful. People who have lived in the community for a long time are not strangers to Huang Ling.

Especially since she loved to jump off the building, she became a vegetable person, and could be said to be the subject of the afternoon tea dinner in the community.

Even some mothers teach themselves to step into adolescence: “Don't be stupid, be fooled by men, don't jump like Huang Ling, if you become a vegetable, I won't take care of you like her mother, and cremate you directly. ”

In the face of the community's discussion, Huang Ling just laughed helplessly.

She doesn't have the memory of the original owner, and she doesn't even know who they are.