<h4>Chapter 924: Chapter 929: Mother and Son Reunited (Part 2)</h4>


    When under the eaves, one has to bow their head. Lin Tong has be Ling Chen’s prisoner now, so it’s better to be honest to avoid trouble.


    Seeing Lin Tong obediently shut his mouth, Ling Chen smiled and turned to Beison, asking, "Mr. Beison, I’m very curious, how did you manage to capture him?"


    "I owe it mostly to Mr. Ling’s help."


    "Me?" Ling Chen pointed to his own nose, puzzled, and asked, "When did I help you?"


    Beison said sheepishly, "In the parking lot, when I witnessed Mr. Ling’s skills, I realized the Huaxia saying is true: there is always someone better, another sky beyond the sky. So, when Ling Chen asked me to lead a team to deal with those people, I found out there were Huaxia people among them, wondering if they might be like Mr. Ling. Therefore, before taking action, I specifically asked someone to prepare some fishings, and then installed some small gadgets in thes, turning them into electrics. I figured, no matter how skilled someone is, they couldn’t bepletely unscathed after being electrocuted."


    "Not bad!" Ling Chen gave a thumbs up andmended, "Seems I found the right person."


    After speaking, Ling Chen turned to look at Lin Tong beside him and asked, "I’m curious, why did you send so many people to capture that woman? Is she so important to you?"


    Hearing this, Lin Tong asked back in surprise, "You don’t know who she is?"


    "No idea."


    "And yet you rescued her?"


    "Although I don’t know her identity, my intuition tells me that this woman has some connection to me. Moreover, she can help me find my family." Pausing for a moment, Ling Chen stared into Lin Tong’s eyes and said, "From what you just said, it seems you know who she is, so why not tell me. Save me the effort of asking her myself."


    Lin Tong hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking, "Her surname is Yang, saying that should give you a clue about her identity."


    "Surname Yang?" Ling Chen was slightly stunned. This woman shared the same surname with his mother, Yang. Coupling it with her search for Ling Kun and her rtionship with the Yang Yan couple, her identity quickly became apparent.


    Yang Qingling!


    With that thought, Ling Chen’s eyes widened, filled with shock.


    Could it be... could it be his mother!


    Watching Ling Chen’s stunned expression, Lin Tong said coldly, "Ling Chen, congrattions on your reunion with your mother. But don’t celebrate too soon, we won’t let your family off easily."


    Upon hearing this, Ling Chen immediately regained hisposure and replied calmly, "Until the end, no one knows the oue, so there’s no need to intimidate me." After speaking, Ling Chen waved his hand, signaling Beison to take Lin Tong and hispanions out.


    Back in the inner room, Ling Chen looked at Yang Qingling, still unconscious on the table, and his eyes revealed a trace ofplicated emotion.


    The woman before him was his mother. Knowing this news, Ling Chen felt as if fate yed a prank on him. Fortunately, his abilities were considerable; otherwise, he could have died under his mother’s gun back in the parking lot.


    No wonder when he rescued her from Lin Tong, the other party looked at him with that peculiar expression; she probably knew his identity from then on.


    For over twenty years, Ling Chen had never felt maternal love. To him, "mother" was a very unfamiliar term. But now, right in front of him, this unfamiliar woman was his mother. It’s unclear why, but apart from shock, Ling Chen felt no happiness.


    He couldn’t understand why Yang Qingling lived abroad all this time and didn’t return to look for him. As a mother, did she not want to meet her son face to face?


    While pondering, Ji Beizhao entered from outside, patting Ling Chen’s shoulder and said, "It’ste, we should go back now." After speaking, Ji Beizhao turned his gaze to the unconscious Yang Qingling and said, "Let this woman stay here for now, I’ll have Beison send people to watch her, and we’lle back to question her tomorrow, what do you think?"


    "No!" Ling Chen said, "She can’t stay here, take her back with us."


    "Take her back?" Ji Beizhao paused, puzzled, and asked, "Why?"


    "She..." Ling Chen opened his mouth but couldn’t bring himself to say the words ready on his lips. After hesitating for a while, Ling Chen took a deep breath and calmly said, "She’s my mom."


    Uh...


    Ji Beizhao stared at Ling Chen, doubting if his ears deceived him. This woman was indeed Ling Chen’s mother! If Ling Chen hadn’t said it himself, he wouldn’t believe it at all.


    "Um... Ling Chen, don’t me me for being nosy, but is she really your mom? You’re not mistaken?"


    "Rest assured, I wouldn’t joke about something like this. Alright, don’t ask anymore, I’m as confused as you are right now, let’s wait until she wakes up."


    "Okay! Then wait a bit, I’ll arrange a car for your mother to go back."


    Returning to Ji Beizhao’s house, Ling Chen carried the unconscious Yang Qingling and ced her in Ji Beizhao’s room. Because Nanrong Wanqing was still sleeping, Ling Chen did not want to disturb her, so he didn’t wake her.


    It was already past two in the morning.


    <fnf944> Content originallyes from F?nd-Novel</fnf944>


    "Beizhao, it’ste, you’ve been busy all day, go rest, I’ll stay here."


    "Alright, I’ll sleep in the living room tonight, call me if you need anything." After speaking, Ji Beizhao left the room, closing the door on his way out.


    Sitting by the bedside, Ling Chen propped up his chin with one hand, quietly watching Yang Qingling, his gaze flickering uncertainly. From knowing Yang Qingling’s identity until now, he couldn’t calm down, continually thinking about how tomunicate with her once she woke up.


    As a son who had never experienced maternal love, at this moment, his heart was filled with anticipation, yet tinged with fear, unsure how to face it.


    Lost in thought, due to his still unrecovered gunshot wound, Ling Chen soon fell into a deep sleep on the chair.


    It’s unclear how long had passed when Ling Chen suddenly felt someone moving in front of him. Almost instinctively, he raised his hand and reached forward, immediately grasping a wrist.


    Seeing the owner of the wrist, Ling Chen was slightly startled, released his hand quickly, and apologized, "Sorry, I..."


    Before Ling Chen could finish speaking, Yang Qingling already interrupted him with her gaze.


    "No need to apologize; the one who should say sorry is me." With that, Yang Qingling nervously looked at Ling Chen and asked, "Do you... know who I am?"


    Ling Chen didn’t speak, only nodded gently. At that moment, he couldn’t think of anything to say except a physical response.