Reborn Ace Prosecutor

"Uh, no, it's just that you helped me just now and I don't know your name yet!" The girl was glanced at by Feng Ling and suddenly felt a little flustered.

"Oh, my name is Feng Ling, and I am going back to Lu'an to attend my uncle's birthday party!" Feng Ling closed his eyes again after finishing speaking.

"My...my name is Du Bing!" The girl stuttered a little. It seemed that she was not good at dealing with people. Feng Ling sighed secretly, opened his eyes and smiled at Du Bing: "A very special name.

!" Du Bing immediately laughed happily, as happy as a kindergarten child getting praise from the teacher.

During the rest of the journey, the two of them occasionally exchanged words. Du Bing also got off at Lu'an, but Feng Ling didn't ask about other things. The train slowly pulled into the station, and Feng Ling stood up.

Tanshou picked up Du Bing's box and helped Du Bing carry it all the way out of the car.

"Xiao Bing!" A good-looking man shouted to Du Bing, his eyes glancing at Feng Ling, implying hostility.

"Your boyfriend?" Feng Ling put the box down and asked with a smile.

"No! We just..." Du Bing hurriedly denied, but Feng Ling didn't care at all. Before she could finish speaking, she waved goodbye and turned around to leave.

"Xiao Bing, who is he?" the man asked jealously. Unexpectedly, Du Bing rolled his eyes at him dissatisfied and snorted: "I want you to take care of it!" Then he ignored the man and walked straight to the exit of the station.

Walking away, the man followed hurriedly with Du Bing's suitcase.

After Feng Ling left the station, he hailed a taxi and rushed home. Feng Ling's home is still in the old city. It is an old house for more than ten years. It is about 80 square meters, which is not very big. But in Lu'an

In the city, it is extremely difficult to own a house of your own in the city.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning. When Feng Ling rushed downstairs, he saw that the lights in his home were still bright, and he felt warm in his heart. No matter where he was, as long as he came back, his parents would definitely light up the lights for him.

Waiting for yourself.

"Ah, my dear son, you're back!" Feng Ling opened the door, and her mother immediately came up happily. She hugged her son and squeezed him around to see if he had lost weight. His father sat on the sofa in the living room as usual.

on, but you can still see some excitement in his eyes.

There seems to be no new appliances or furniture in the house. It seems that the mother is determined to keep the one million he sent her to marry her. In the eyes of the mother, no one in the world is as good as her son.

maximum.

Feng Ling smiled bitterly in his heart, saying that he was now worth close to one billion people, but his life didn't seem to have changed much.

Mother immediately went to the kitchen to make noodles for Feng Ling, while Feng Ling sat on the sofa and chatted with his father.

"Have you found a job?" the father asked calmly. From his experience, he could naturally tell that Feng Ling was in excellent spirits now, and his child looked very different from before.

"Well, that's good!" His father did not ask any more questions, but lit up a cigarette and started smoking. Anyway, as long as you have a job, everything is the same. Feng Ling's father is a middle school student.

The teacher has a very upright personality, so he has never been promoted. Feng Ling's mother is an accountant, smart and capable, and the couple's salary is enough to support Feng Ling.

"Your uncle has been promoted to deputy position in the municipal party committee. I didn't want to go to his birthday celebration the day after tomorrow!" My father paused for a moment and then said, "But for so many years, your mother has been at odds with my family because of me. I

I feel so sorry!"