private marriage

Ling Nuanqing leaned in front of him, Ling Shaocheng had strong arms, holding her and walking steadily.

He walked up the steps step by step, without any effort. Ling Nuan looked at her with green eyes and was about to enter the room, so she hurriedly opened her eyes.

"are you home yet?"

"Yes," Ling Shaocheng took her words, "I'm home."

Ling Shaocheng carried her to the bed, put her down, and knelt down to take off her shoes.

Ling Nuanqing hurriedly shrank her legs, "I'm not sleepy anymore."

"It's only been a while, I must have not slept well."

Ling Shaocheng lifted the quilt, raised her legs and took off her shoes, "Sleep again."

"Ling Shaocheng, I want to talk to you."

He reached out and pushed her into the big bed, and pulled up the quilt to cover Ling Nuanqing's shoulders. She wanted to get up, but he wrapped her in the quilt like a rice dumpling.

"Talk about what?"

"You're sick, you know that?"

Ling Shaocheng sat on the edge of the bed, completely ignoring it, "What's wrong with me?"

"You have forgotten many things and confused them."

Ling Shaocheng shook his head, "I have a very clear mind."

"Look at your chest, did you find a knife scar?"

The man couldn't help lowering his eyes, staring at his chest. He could see it every day when he was in the shower, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"Who did it?"

The corner of Ling Nuanqing's eyes lightly glanced at Ling Shaocheng's face, and the scene from that year was clearly presented in front of her eyes. She wanted to admit that she did it, but she was afraid of irritating him.

"You have no idea, do you? So a lot of things have happened, you just don't want to accept it, or even listen to it."

Ling Shaocheng pressed down lightly, with his hands on her side, "I just want to ask you a question."

"What?"

Ling Shaocheng hesitated, almost blurting out, but he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the answer.

After settling for a few seconds, Ling Nuanqing felt that the air around her became inexplicably tense, and Ling Shaocheng's forehead almost touched her, "Tell me, have you married someone else?"

"..."

Ling Nuanqing turned her face away, "No."

His expression suddenly brightened, so there was nothing to be afraid of, "I knew it, it's impossible that I didn't even know you were married, besides, who can you look up to? Who can snatch you from me Woolen cloth?"

As long as she doesn't marry someone else, what else is it?
The chance of a showdown was so strangled in the cradle.

Until the evening, when Ling Nuanqing walked out of the bedroom, she did not see Ling Shaocheng.

She tiptoed downstairs and met a servant in the living room, "Miss, where are you going?"

"Where are you going, I've been bored all day, I'll go for a walk."

Ling Nuanqing walked quickly to the door, opened it to go out, "By the way, where is Mr. Ling?"

"Should be busy, I didn't see him go downstairs."

"it is good."

Ling Nuanqing went outside, the two children were taken by Ming Yue to play nearby, and they haven't come back yet, she didn't dare to go out openly, she followed the corner slowly.

It is impossible to climb the wall, the protection measures here are top-notch, maybe she has been electrocuted to death before climbing the wall.

Besides, the wall is so high, she is not skilled enough.

Ling Nuanqing turned around, and the only way to go was the gate.

But there were bodyguards there, and she couldn't slip out.

Ling Nuanqing was going to try it with her hands behind her back. She swaggered and was about to go out, but two bodyguards looked at her.

As soon as she took a few steps, she was stopped by someone, "Miss, where are you going?"

"Let's go outside."

"I'll go with you."

"No, no, I'll come back in a circle."

"We are responsible for your safety."

Ling Nuanqing didn't believe that she couldn't get rid of these two followers, "I want to prepare a gift for Ling Shaocheng, it's a surprise, it would be bad if you saw it."

A bodyguard took out his mobile phone, but he didn't know whose number he dialed.

Ling Nuanqing held her breath and tried to escape when a familiar male voice came from the other end of the phone. "Hello."

"Mr. Ling, miss is going out for a while, can you let me go?"

"What are you going out for?"

"Say it's a surprise for you."

"..." Ling Nuanqing was speechless, this excuse was in vain.

"Don't let go, bring her up."

"Yes."

Ling Nuanqing stopped struggling needlessly, "You don't need to carry it, I'll go back to the head office by myself?"

A bodyguard followed her, as if afraid that she would dig a hole and escape as she walked.

Ling Nuanqing entered the house and wanted to go to the living room for a meeting, but the bodyguard stopped her, "Mr. Ling told you to go up."

Ling Shaocheng will be in the study room, Ling Nuanqing opened the door and went in, the bodyguard stood at the door to watch, and then closed the door.

The man is practicing calligraphy, and the man brought out by the old man has some hard work in his hands.

The brush characters stood on the rice paper one by one, vigorous and powerful, Ling Nuanqing moved a few steps over, Ling Shaocheng did not lift his head. "You want to prepare a surprise for me?"

"It's all been said, so what's the surprise."

Ling Shaocheng put his pen aside, "Dinner is coming soon, where do you want to go?"

"go home."

"Do you have any other home besides here?"

Ling Nuanqing twisted her hands together, Ling Shaocheng supported the edge of the table, like a ferocious wolf resting, but stared at her unrelentingly.

"I won't let you step away from here."

"Then I can't live here every day, can I?"

Ling Shaocheng couldn't understand these words, "Remember, this is your home."

Ling Nuanqing stomped her feet angrily, "I wouldn't have come if I had known."

Well, once you're here, you can't go back.

She was not mentally prepared to move back at all, so how could the development of things be completely out of her control?

There were footsteps coming from outside quickly, and it was the children's voice, otherwise no one would dare to make such a noise at home.

Mingyue wanted to pull at the back, but Yanyan had already run to the door and twisted the doorknob with one hand.

She first saw Ling Nuanqing, "Mom!"

Ling Shaocheng's expression became weird, Ling Nuanqing bent down and hugged her daughter, "My baby is back."

"Yeah, I'm sweating profusely."

"Then you have to take a shower."

Yan Yan looked at Ling Shaocheng eagerly, his eyes full of grievances. "Father, why don't you come to see me and my brother at home, and let us live in that small building."

"Who... are you calling daddy?"

"You," Yan Yan rushed towards Ling Shaocheng, wanting him to hug him, "don't you want to be our father?"

Ling Shaocheng stretched out his hand subconsciously, and Yan Yan slipped into his arms, wrapping his hands around his neck.

Lingling also came over, standing beside Ling Nuanqing, looking up at the few people.

"These are our children. The son and daughter I mentioned are real, not my imagination." Since this is the case, Ling Nuanqing simply opened up and said.