private marriage

Ling Nuan's blue eyelids were trembling, as was the corner of his mouth.

She wanted to back away, but Ling Shaocheng kissed her lips, "Don't cry."

"The wind is so strong, you may feel cold, and tears will fall."

Ling Shaocheng wrapped her in a coat, Ling Nuanqing always felt that it was too flamboyant and coy.

He had a preference for her. In the past, even if the genuine Mrs. Ling stood by her side and wanted to hold his arm, it would depend on the occasion.

The man took a sneak peek at the photo, it was absolutely stunning, and it would be ready to use when he went back and repaired it.

Four Seasons Genting.

When Ling Chengxian called, it was two days later.

Seeing the caller ID, Ling Shaocheng thought it was something important, so he picked up the phone and put it to his ear. "Hello."

"Boss, are you going to join the entertainment industry? Shall I introduce you to an agency..."

"what are you talking about?"

Ling Chengxian laughed so hard on the other end, "You're popular, don't you know? Someone is going to pick you up."

"You are so annoying, hang up when you have nothing to do."

"You said if grandpa saw those photos, would he be happy? Or angry?"

Ling Shaocheng threw away the magazine in his hand, and a hard corner hit the water glass next to him, water splashed out, and half of the cover was soaked.

"What picture?"

"I'll let you have a look, don't worry, I've seen it all, such a delicate face..."

"Ling Chengxian, you came here to take pleasure in my misfortune?"

Ling Shaocheng sneered, and said bluntly, "Is your woman coaxed?"

"What are you talking about?" Ling Chengxian's tone changed immediately, "Are you provoking trouble?"

"It's not the fault of you being promiscuous."

Ling Chengxian hung up the phone.

Within a few seconds, a short video was sent to Ling Shaocheng's phone.

He clicked and looked, it was a video downloaded from a certain sound, every photo was his, some were lost in thought, some looked up into the distance, the last frame was frozen, it should be him leaning over to go Kiss Ling Nuanqing.

The camera zoomed in very close, and his outline and facial features appeared more vivid against the soft light.

Ling Nuanqing came down from upstairs, "Ling Shaocheng——"

After she approached, she realized that he was also watching, "I just brushed it up, and it has hundreds of thousands of likes."

The comment area was output crazily, all kinds of praise words were maxed out, what kind of gloomy temperament, what kind of character like a banished fairy, what kind of person should only exist in the sky...

Ling Nuanqing is not worthy to appear in this scene.

There must be her in the last photo, but obviously, Ling Nuanqing was cut out.

was dismissed!
Ling Shaocheng's face became more and more ugly, "I'm courting death!"

He was about to get up while holding the phone, but Ling Nuanqing hurriedly grabbed him. "Why are you going?"

"Let Mingyue look for him, and dig three feet to find this man."

"How nice people have taken pictures of you, calm down."

Ling Nuanqing almost died of laughter, "Also, your hat is very popular. Many people go to the street stalls to look for it. Now there are videos of you wearing this hat and taking pictures on the Internet."

Ling Nuanqing felt that she had a good vision, and she had cultivated a new generation of Internet celebrities without knowing it.

Ling's old house.

The old man stood in front of the desk. On the desk were half-written calligraphy and a broken pen.

Uncle Feng glanced carefully, but without saying a word, Mr. Ling crumpled the rice paper into a ball.

"I said that the boss will be destroyed by that woman sooner or later, but you still don't believe me."

"Grandpa, you can relax..."

Mr. Ling leaned on crutches and came to the window, "Being alone, what is he like now?"

A reporter called him early in the morning, asking him if he knew about Ling Shaocheng's popularity on video sites.

The Ling family has a rigorous family style, how could such a 'scandal' happen?
"If you don't do it again, it will be too late."

Uncle Feng's temples twitched, "Master..."

Mr. Ling raised his hand, motioning for him to stop talking.

Ling Nuanqing still stayed at Four Seasons Genting most of the time, and after sending her two children to school, she went back to her room to quietly deal with some work matters.

Before it was time for lunch, a servant came and knocked on the door.

"Miss."

"come in."

The servant pushed the door, but did not enter the room. "Master is here."

Ling Nuanqing was startled, and hurriedly put down the pen in her hand. She walked to the door and looked towards Ling Shaocheng's room. "Where is Mr. Ling?"

"Just went out for a while."

Ling Nuanqing wanted to call Ling Shaocheng, but he didn't expect the old man to go upstairs and stood at the stairs, "Nuan Nuan."

She had no choice but to walk over quickly and greeted in a low voice. "grandfather."

"Let's go, go to the old house with grandpa to have a meal today."

Ling Nuanqing was startled, "No need, I've already eaten."

"Have you eaten at this time? Is that breakfast? Or are you afraid of me?"

"No."

"That's good. Boss and the others won't accompany me, so I'm counting on you now."

Ling Nuanqing followed the old man downstairs, and before leaving, she glanced at the servant behind her. "Auntie, I won't be eating lunch at home, so don't prepare it for me."

"it is good."

Uncle Feng was waiting downstairs. Seeing the two leave, he walked into the house and said to the servant who was about to make a call. "There is no need to inform Mr. Ling about such a trivial matter. You know his temper, and he will make trouble soon."

Inside the Ling family's old house.

Ling Nuanqing was rubbing ink for the old man, her wrist was sore, but the other party had no intention of stopping.

Uncle Feng knocked on the door and came in, "Miss, go and eat some fruit, I'll come."

He took two steps forward and took over Ling Nuanqing's job. She walked to the coffee table next to her and didn't sit down.

Uncle Feng moved very slowly, and whispered to the old man, "The manpower has been arranged."

The old man paused, "Then don't wait any longer."

"But you took him away. If Mr. Ling wants to find someone, he will think of you first..."

The old man didn't care about these things at all, and when Ling Shaocheng came to Xingshi to question him, he sent everyone away.

He put the pen aside, Ling Nuanqing always felt that the atmosphere was oppressive, she could tell that the old man didn't really like her, even though he brought her into the old house, he didn't say a word to her at all.

The phone in Ling Nuanqing's pocket vibrated twice, she took it out to check, it was a message from Ling Shaocheng.

Very simple sentence.

"Don't be afraid, I'm outside."

Ling Nuanqing's restless heart was suddenly soothed a lot, all her fears were drowned out, and she replied a good word.

Ling Shaocheng was staring at the phone screen. He was sitting in the back seat, looking out from the corner of his eyes.

Ming Yue unbuttoned his seat belt, "Mr. Ling, do you want to go in directly?"

"No need."

"Aren't you very worried about Miss?"

Wouldn't it be better to go in and take her away instead of being invisible and untouchable outside?
"Grandpa said that he has accepted Nuannuan. If I rush in so rashly, it's not good. He'd better not have any wrong thoughts about my people, otherwise, I will really turn my face and deny people."