private marriage

The woman's palm was as big as a cattail fan, and the fan made Ni Lei's eyes stare, and several people in the box hurried out when they heard the sound.

"Why did you hit someone?"

"That's right! Lei Lei, are you okay?"

The woman put her hips on her hips, and the flesh on her face was shaking when she spoke, "She bumped into me, can I still beat her?"

There was a lot of noise outside, and there were only Ling Nuanqing and Ling Shaocheng in the box, and he walked over to hold her hand.

When they reached the door, the noise continued. Ling Nuanqing saw the woman walking forward. One of Ni Lei's friends tried to stop her, but she slapped her on the ground with a wave of her hand. Blowing the wind, it slapped Ni Lei's face again.

"This crazy woman!"

"I won't argue with you today—" the woman left cursing, and Ni Lei's girlfriends were afraid of being beaten, so they didn't dare to chase after her.

Ling Shaocheng didn't care who stood by, his eyes were full of indifference, the corner of Ni Lei's mouth was cut open, and her face was already swollen.

He walked two steps over and took a look at the wound on her face. Compared with Ling Nuanqing's that day, it was still mild.

Ling Shaocheng took out a flannel box from his pocket, and handed it to Ni Lei regardless of the timing.

"The ring fell off that day, and I bought you a new one."

Ni Lei covered half of her face with tears streaming down her face. He was able to give Ling Nuanqing the ring in front of her. Could it be that in his eyes, this thing has no other meaning?
Ni Lei really wanted to slap his hand away, she didn't care!
But after reaching out her hand, she took the box in her hand, no matter what she was, she was Mrs. Ling, and the seat she was sitting in was something that the woman behind Ling Shaocheng would never even try to climb up to in her life.

Ni Lei opened the box, and there was a gorgeous diamond ring inside. She took it out and put it on her finger.

Ling Nuanqing stood where she was, and Ling Shaocheng came back to her and hugged her belt. She walked out until she got into the elevator, and then she struggled away.

"Is the sound of her slapping you that day as crisp and loud as today?"

"Did you find that woman?"

Ling Shaocheng raised his head and stared at the number of floors going down, "You were bullied outside, just come back and find me."

Except for him, no one can hurt her or threaten her. If he hadn't developed such deep love for her, he wouldn't have troubled Ni Lei.

The exact date of Ling Shaocheng's marriage was kept from Ling Nuanqing, but this day is finally approaching.

Yuan Yingxin found a job, and went to other people's homes every now and then to help.

Ling Nuanqing couldn't persuade her, Yuan Ying had been heavily in debt to find her these past few years, and she didn't want to spend a penny of Ling Shaocheng's money.

She wanted to take Ling Nuanqing out of here, but even if she escaped, she needed money to live, so she could only earn money while thinking of ways.

Ling Shaocheng went upstairs to search around, and finally found Ling Nuanqing in the studio.

She had a photo next to her, which was a family portrait of their family of three, and it was taken at the gate of the community in her hometown.

Ling Nuanqing drew this scene on the painting, Ling Shaocheng stood behind her and watched for a while, then squatted down.

"I've booked air tickets for you, let's go to the beach tomorrow."

The paintbrush in Ling Nuanqing's hand stopped, her fingers slowly closed, her right hand hung down, and her voice was clear, "Are you holding a wedding tomorrow?"

"Accommodation and tour guide have been found, I will arrange a few more people to follow you."

Ling Nuanqing's voice became sharper, "Is it tomorrow?"

Ling Shaocheng didn't look at her face, he knelt on the soft cushion with one knee, wrapped his arms around Ling Nuanqing's neck, and leaned his face tightly against her, "Just go out and play for a while, and everything will go away when you come back." gone."

"Then why don't you lock me at home? Anyway, I can't get out."

Ling Shaocheng stroked Ling Nuanqing's cheek with his thumb, and stroked her chin back and forth, "I won't be back tomorrow night."

She thought that when she heard these words, she would not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, but a dull pain opened Ling Nuanqing's chest, and even the careful exhalation was painful.

"I know, it's a wedding night in the bridal chamber."

"No, I won't touch her." But it's a marriage after all, it's impossible for him to run back to Jin Zun's mansion even on the wedding night. "I'll be back early the next morning."

A sneer spread across Ling Nuanqing's face, "Then why did you push me away? I don't want to travel, I'll just wait for you at home."

The man looked down at the person in his arms, "I know you've been in a bad mood recently."

Ling Nuanqing didn't want to say a word to him, so she spread her palms. "What about the plane ticket?"

Ling Shaocheng handed the things to her, and she put them on the ground casually, "Congratulations, but I didn't even prepare a present."

He hugged her tighter, "As long as you stay by my side well, you are my best gift."

The next day, Ling Shaocheng went out the same as usual, and it was impossible for him to put on the groom's outfit in front of Ling Nuanqing.

He called the servant aside and ordered softly. "Have you hidden everything you can hide at home?"

"Mr. Ling, don't worry, I put away all the scissors and kitchen utensils, and I won't let her use them."

Ling Shaocheng was still worried, "The driver will take her to the airport this afternoon. From now on, you will take care of her."

"Yes."

Ling Nuanqing behaved normally and ate lunch on time, but she didn't go downstairs when the driver came to pick her up.

The servant knocked on the door, and finally, worried, opened the door and went in.

"Miss, the driver is here."

Ling Nuanqing took a nap, she will be in good spirits, "Okay."

She got up and changed into a black dress, and dressed up in the vanity mirror. The servant came in and urged her several times, "If you don't leave, you will be late."

Ling Nuanqing's luggage was also ready, and she dragged the box downstairs.

The driver put the things in the trunk for her, and the car started and drove out of Jin Zun Mansion.

"Which hotel will Ling Shaocheng's wedding be held in?"

How dare the driver answer her words, "Miss, I don't know either."

Ling Nuanqing spread out her clenched palm, and there was an eyebrow pencil knife hidden inside. She squeezed out the blade and put it on her wrist. "You'd better think it through."

The driver looked back, frightened, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I'll just take a look."

"Miss, please don't..."

Ling Nuanqing pressed down with the tip of the knife, blood beads came out, the driver suddenly lost his mind, this little girl was almost Ling Shaocheng's life, if something really happened today, she would be the first person Ling Shaocheng would look for.

Ling Shaocheng took all precautions, but he never thought that she would use the same trick a second time.

"Take me to the hotel, now."

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror unobtrusively, and Ling Shaocheng's assistant followed him. If he found out that his route was wrong, he would definitely call.

Ling Nuanqing glanced out the window, Ling Shaocheng wanted to hold everything in her hands, but she didn't want to do what he wanted, the result of losing both was the most tragic, but wasn't she forced out by him?