Chapter 677

Ling Xiao was doing yoga at home that day when he received a phone call unexpectedly.

It was actually Ma Qinsi's father calling.

Ma's father invited Ling Xiao to attend his daughter's memorial service. Ma's family is a big family in Xiangcheng, and they have made many friends in the city. Most of them are prominent aristocrats and high-class people.

"You are a good friend of Qin Si's before his death. I sent someone to sort out the list of Qin Si's friends before his death. So is Miss Wu free to come?"

Father Ma spoke very politely, without showing arrogance or coldness at all, his voice was a bit deep and deep, giving people a very educated and graceful feeling.

Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Okay! I have received an email from your assistant! I will go to the memorial service in person then."

Father Ma didn't talk nonsense with Ling Xiao, and hung up the phone after finishing his business.

After Ling Xiao sighed, he tidied up, put on a black dress and black high-heeled shoes, and bought a bouquet of elegant yellow chrysanthemums from a street flower shop by the way.

Chrysanthemum is a flower used to mourn the dead, and it is also very suitable in Xiangcheng.

Ling Xiao drove a Cayenne to the memorial service, and sure enough, he saw a large group of high-level celebrities, all of whom came to mourn for the sake of the Ma family. They all wore black clothes and black shoes, and their expressions were somewhat dignified. and the color of grief.

When it was Ling Xiao's turn, she presented chrysanthemums to Ma Qinsi, and there was a photo of Ma Qinsi on the tombstone.

In the photo, Ma Qinsi's smile is shy but beautiful and well-behaved. Although it is in black and white tones, it brings out Ma Qinsi's graceful outline and peaceful temperament more and more.

This photo is well chosen.

Ling Xiao thought to himself.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion not far away, and more than a dozen bodyguards in black rushed over aggressively, grabbed the man who was trying to break in, and pinned his hands to the ground behind his back.

Ling Xiao heard the guests around him talking in low voices.

"Who is that?"

"Looks like a young man! Very handsome!"

"You probably don't know that that man is Ma Qinsi's ex-boyfriend, and Ma Qinsi hanged himself for him."

"My God! But I heard from my father that Ma Qinsi committed suicide because of depression!"

"Believe me! Ma Qinsi didn't suffer from depression at all. The Ma family always thought she was ashamed, so they deliberately made up a cover for everyone to see!"

"I've also heard that Ma Bowen doesn't like that young man at all. He doesn't agree with Ma Qinsi being with that man. He thinks it's not right for him to belong to a family. That's why Ma Qinsi committed suicide!"

"That's really sacrificing my daughter's happiness!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao hurriedly pushed aside the crowd and walked over. Sure enough, Bai Qi was pinned to the ground by more than a dozen majestic black-clothed bodyguards and beaten violently. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Ling Xiao immediately stopped him: "Uncle Ma! Don't do anything! I'll take him away!"

Father Ma stood not far away and stared coldly, seeming to be very contemptuous of Bai Qi, and said with a sneer, "That's fine too! Miss Wu, I'll trouble you today!"

Ling Xiao hastily lifted Bai Qi up carefully and put it on the Cayenne, and then she drove straight to the nearby large hospital to bandage Bai Qi's wound, promote blood circulation and remove stasis.

Bai Qi was silent the whole time, staring out the window with a dejected expression.

But Ling Xiao knew very well that he had no love for Ma Qinsi, only guilt and helplessness.

"Do you want to call Tan Liqiong?"

Bai Qi's body was covered with skin injuries, just some bruises, and he didn't need hospital treatment.

Bai Qi replied indifferently: "Let's fight! I'm hungry."

Ling Xiao agreed, first contacted Tan Liqiong, and then ordered two takeaways of Cantonese-style porridge.

When the takeaway arrived, Ling Xiao unpacked it and handed the steaming Cantonese-style porridge to Bai Qi.

Bai Qi is drinking porridge while writing songs on his mobile phone software. Like Qing Ling, he is a musical genius, and both of them are talents who really love music.

Tan Liqiong arrived soon after receiving the call.

She hugged the dispirited white flag, and asked weepingly, "Did they hit you? How dare they hit you?"

Bai Qi put down the spoon and smiled wryly: "It's okay! I feel guilty about this, and I wanted to go to the memorial service to take a look, but I didn't expect them to find out."

Tan Liqiong didn't seem to mind much, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay? Ma Qinsi's death has nothing to do with you! You don't need to feel guilty!"

Bai Qi hummed, and obediently continued to drink porridge and write songs.

Ling Xiao was very discerning, and didn't intend to be a light bulb among them, so he said goodbye and left.

In the evening, Qing Ling called suddenly, saying that Tan Liqiong decided to move to live with Bai Qi in that old building in order to take care of Bai Qi's emotions.

Tan Liqiong's family background is very ordinary, but it's not too bad. She is willing to let go of her figure for Bai Qi and take the initiative to stay by his side, even if she lives in an old house with poor conditions.

Maybe this is true love?

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Why don't you move to my house?"

Qingling was waiting for this sentence, and immediately agreed with a smile.

"Remember to pack your luggage neatly! My house is big enough for you to live in."

Ling Xiao wasn't showing off his wealth either. The original owner was indeed rich. The original owner's father, Wu Rongfa, was a billionaire. It was nothing more than a house.

Ten o'clock at night.

The apartment doorbell rang suddenly.

Ling Xiao put down the history book in his hand, and quickly opened the door. Sure enough, being embraced by Qing Ling, he smiled excitedly: "Xiao Xiao! We will live together from now on!"

Ling Xiao reached out and patted him on the head, and teased: "The first time you live with someone? Is it worth remembering?"

Qingling seemed a little shy, moved the suitcase in, kicked off the sneakers, and said with a smile, "Do you have men's slippers at home?"

"Have!"

Ling Xiao specially bought a few pairs of slippers for Wu Rongfa before, just right for Qing Ling to wear.

Qingling ran to the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came out, she saw Ling Xiao sitting lazily on the balcony of the living room, admiring the bustling night view of Xiangcheng.

Qingling hugged Ling Xiao from behind, and her waist was so thin and soft to the touch.

Ling Xiao didn't break away, but snuggled into his arms, and said with a smile: "At my friend's memorial service today, things are different, and time really flies."

Qing Ling leaned close to her ear, kissed her affectionately, and said with a smile, "Yes! So cherish the person in front of you."

The two soon roll together in the great harmonious movement of life.

After the passion is over, Qing Ling leans on Ling Xiao with unsatisfied desire: "Xiao Xiao! Although we are in a nurturing relationship, will you choose to get married in the future?"

Ling Xiao shook his head, and replied resolutely, "Not getting married."

Qingling was stunned for a moment: "You...do you have something to hide?"

Ling Xiao smiled: "Well, I have depression."

Qingling couldn't help being happy: "Are you kidding me? Usually, you always look careless, and you will find things for yourself."

Ling Xiao hugged Qingling's thin waist, and pressed her head into his arms. An elegant orchid fragrance rushed into her nose, and she took a deep breath: "Stop talking! Go to sleep!"

Qingling could only sleep obediently.

After living together for three days, the news unexpectedly reached Chen Yizhen and Wu Rongfa for some reason.

Chen Yizhen was drinking tea with Wu Rongfa, sitting in the private room of a high-end tea house, Chen Yizhen was acting like a baby with Wu Rongfa, asking for a pocket money, and wanted to travel to Europe.

Wu Rongfa has always been generous to this mistress, because Chen Yizhen is stunningly good-looking, and he is used to currying favor with him. His appearance and figure are impressive, and his personality is relatively low-key and gentle, which is exactly the type he likes the most.

Wu Rong sent Chen Yizhen a one-time transfer of 50 yuan, which was enough for her to go on a luxury trip to Europe.

Zhang Ruobin, the kid from a rich family who had a falling out with Ling Xiao before, suddenly walked in and said with a sarcasm, "Uncle Wu! Your daughter is doing really well now!"

Wu Rongfa didn't take it seriously: "Well, my family Ling Xiao is beautiful and smart. She has always been a top student in the first school, of course she is excellent!"

A trace of contempt flashed in Zhang Ruobin's eyes: "Uncle Wu, are you pretending to be stupid, or are you really stupid?"

(End of this chapter)

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