private marriage

This is not like Ling Shaocheng's style, anyway, Ming Yue can't understand it.

After breakfast, Ling Shaocheng took the two children back. They still had to go to school, so they couldn't be kept at home because of his business.

Ling Nuanqing planned to go out, and she was busy until noon. She entered the small shop on the first floor of the shopping mall, and just after ordering, she heard the sound of a chair being pulled from the opposite side.

She looked down and saw an unfamiliar face, but she seemed to have some impression of her.

The woman rolled her arms and smiled lightly at her, "I haven't seen you for many years."

"you are?"

"Do you remember the secretary next to Mr. Ling?"

Memories swept in like a flood that instantly opened the gate, Ling Nuanqing's complexion changed slightly, thinking of who she was, and also remembering that she had been to the house once, and she bumped into Ling Shaocheng when she was kissing.

"Are you alright?"

"We met at Mr. Ling's house before. If you didn't like me, Mr. Ling fired me."

Ling Nuanqing held the glass on the table with both hands, "And then?"

"I never worked again."

Ling Nuanqing noticed that the woman's bag next to her, as well as the jewelry and clothes on her body were all luxury goods, and if she could maintain such consumption without a job, it meant that there was someone behind her.

"Then congratulations."

"I have never been separated from Mr. Ling."

Ling Nuanqing wanted to pretend that she didn't care, but her words hit the hard city wall, and the crack burst open with a crisp sound and unexpected pain.

"Even if he looks like this now, you still follow him? It's very good, love is stronger than gold."

"A few days ago, we were still together, but we lived in a hotel. You also know that his old man wants him to marry the Xi family, but I don't care about things like names..."

Ling Nuanqing stopped the woman. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Now I'm in the same position as you. I hope you don't target me. I want to live in peace with you."

Ling Nuanqing's face turned pale instantly, almost showing a tragic transparency, "What do you mean?"

"Everyone can't get the seat of the main house, we might as well be good sisters..."

As Ling Nuanqing listened, an uncontrollable sense of nausea surged through her body. What she meant was that if Ling Nuanqing wanted to be with Ling Shaocheng, she would only be a mistress or a mistress after all, so don't make things difficult for anyone.

She thought he had suffered a lot in the past half month, but in fact he was immersed in tenderness.

The appearance of this person on the opposite side was to remind her that the women around Ling Shaocheng had never been broken.

Even if he is a lunatic, not everyone is afraid of him, but there are still women who will fall in love with him.

"You go."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, in fact, we can go shopping together in the future..."

The waiter brought up Ling Nuanqing's meal. She had lost her appetite, and it was tasteless.

Ling Nuanqing went to the mall again in the afternoon, bought a lot of things, and rushed to the hotel.

This matter is a secret between Yu Chang and her, and the whole process must be done without telling Fan Xiaozhu.

Because Yu Chang proposed to marry him, he also booked the hotel. After booking for three nights in a row, Ling Nuanqing was responsible for the arrangement.

She walked out of the elevator with a large box of things in her arms. The cardboard box almost blocked all Ling Nuanqing's sight. She turned her head sideways to look for the room number, and when she looked up, she saw a figure walking past.

Ling Nuanqing quickly ran up two steps, the man turned a corner, she hid at the side and peeped out, it was Ling Shaocheng.

Her heart skipped a beat, the heart that had been pierced during the day was still aching slightly, and now, the heavy reality was about to slap her hard again.

Ling Nuanqing took a deep breath and spotted Ling Shaocheng walking into a room.

Then, the door closed.

The things in Ling Nuanqing's arms seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the soles of her feet seemed to be covered with super glue. She came to Yu Changding's room and swiped the key card to enter.

Ling Nuanqing sat on the edge of the bed, took out balloons and other things, she was absent-minded, thinking of Ling Shaocheng in the bedroom next to her, she felt as if being scratched by a cat's paw, after the sting it was itchy, she wished she could rush over to ring the doorbell .

She squeezed her face heavily, don't be stupid, do you want others to see a joke?
What is she.

Ling Nuanqing lay back, rolled over twice, and got up to hit two balloons.

I didn't control my strength well, and the balloon in my hand exploded.

Ling Nuanqing took out her cell phone from her bag and dialed a number.

A man's voice came from over there. "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Ling Nuanqing thought the tone was wrong, it was too abnormal, "Where are you listening and speaking?"

"I'm at home, they went to a training class, one learns to paint, the other dances."

What a great liar, "Are you home?"

"Hmm." Ling Shaocheng didn't intend to talk to her, "Is there something wrong?"

The meaning is very clear, hang up if you have nothing to do, maybe they all took off their clothes and rolled together, but Ling Nuanqing interrupted the good thing halfway, how annoying.

Without saying goodbye, she hung up the phone.

Ling Nuanqing stood up and went to the wall, and put her ears on it. The sound insulation of high-end hotels is really good, and she couldn't hear it at all.

Don't you yell?

But that woman seems to be of high rank, belonging to the top figure in the riot...

Ling Shaocheng was making tea in the next room when Mingyue called again.

"Hello, Mr. Ling, Miss has entered the hotel."

"What hotel?"

"It's in the room next to yours."

Ling Shaocheng paused, "Now?"

"Yes, came in about twenty minutes ago."

Ling Shaocheng said that she made this phone call a little strangely, similar to Cha Gang, but she could clearly hear the anger from her tone.

"I see."

He raised a smile, is it a coincidence?
In the past few days, the old man has been quiet a lot, but Ling Shaocheng does not believe that he will let it go, and if there is no major incident, it will create some small disturbances for him.

Just like now, if there is another woman in a while, won't he be confused?

Ling Shaocheng hurriedly picked up his cell phone, and called Ming Yue again.

He didn't go directly to Ling Nuanqing, he just wanted to see who could bear it till the end.

Ling Nuanqing kept rinsing her face with cold water in the bathroom of the next room, and she told herself to calm down.

But this anxiety was burning wildly in her body, and she felt as if she had changed into a different person, becoming very irritable, and she just couldn't sit still anyway.

She found a very lame excuse and knocked on the door of the next room.

When Ling Shaocheng heard the doorbell ring, he smiled and put down the teacup in his hand, and walked towards the door without a reply.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Ling Nuanqing's heart almost jumped out of her throat.

When the door panel was just opened, she hadn't seen the people inside clearly, so she said directly: "Do you have a sense of public morality? Can you keep your voice down? You almost killed me in the next room!"

Ling Shaocheng leaned against the door frame, staring at her with a half-smile.