private marriage

The next day.

Ling Shaocheng was in the room, restless, looking at the time from time to time, "What time is it, can't you pay me back?"

"The young master is still young, so he must like to stay in bed."

This address fell on Ling Shaocheng's ears, it was really nice, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Does he look very similar to me?"

"Yes, I was shocked when I saw him for the first time."

Ling Shaocheng looked at his watch again, "You can get up and have breakfast, how can you sleep like this?"

"How about... let me call?"

Ling Shaocheng thought about it. "never mind."

The mother and son didn't get up until nearly nine o'clock. When Ling Shaocheng sat at the dining table, he still had a fierce look on his face.

Ling Nuanqing pretended not to see it, and Ling Shaocheng pushed the menu to Lingling's hand. "Order what you want to eat."

Lingling stretched out her hand to open it, looked at the pictures and picked out several items, and when the breakfast was ready, Ling Shaocheng couldn't help but put it in his small bowl.

"Thank you."

Ling Shaocheng paused with his chopsticks lightly, wanting to say you're welcome, but this kind of relationship doesn't look like father and son.

Seeing that Lingling was almost done eating, Ling Nuanqing asked him to go to the nearby play area to play for a while.

"I want to go back."

"doing what?"

"A lot of things are still in the rental house."

Ling Shaocheng didn't take it seriously, "Is there anything valuable? Just throw it away."

"Are you afraid that I will run away?"

The man raised his eyes lightly, "Are you thinking too highly of yourself? If you want to leave, just leave."

With his son in his hands, is he still afraid that she will run away?
Ling Nuanqing hid Lingting for five years, treating him as his lifeblood, it was absolutely impossible to leave him behind.

"Fan Xiaozhu took your money, but I want to ask for clarification. After I calm down and think carefully, she must be in some trouble..."

Ling Shaocheng looked at the figure of Lingling who was playing, and interrupted Ling Nuanqing's words. "I gave the money. I bought this son. I'm not interested in the mess between you."

"I'll go back for a while and come over at night."

"It doesn't matter if you come here, aren't you superfluous here?"

Ling Nuanqing agreed to what he meant.

In the afternoon, when she left, she hugged Lingting, and seeing her walk outside, Ming Yue looked at Ling Shaocheng hesitantly.

"Mr. Ling, do you want to send someone to watch her?"

Listening to the side to take the words. "Why stare at my mother, she is not a thief."

Ling Shaocheng couldn't think of any reason for Ling Nuanqing to run away, but after what happened five years ago, he felt sick in his heart, and he couldn't completely let go of his guard against her.

The man was about to open his mouth when he saw Lingling walking beside him.

"Can you play flying chess?"

Ling Shaocheng stared at this small face, and focused his attention on him. "Yes, what to do?"

"Mom said she can play chess with me at night, but I'm bored, can you accompany me?"

This is Ling Shaocheng's own son, he can be sure that Ling Nuanqing must have thought of getting rid of him back then, thinking that this child was almost lost by her, Ling Shaocheng's heart throbbed.

"Okay," Ling Shaocheng told Mingyue, "Go and buy flying chess."

"Then... you don't have to stare at Miss, do you?"

"No, she will come back obediently." Ling Shaocheng was so sure that he didn't even have any doubts at all.

Ling Ling looked out the window, he had to hold Ling Shaocheng back, since this method worked, he planned to spend it with him today.

After Ling Nuanqing left the hotel, she went home first. The house was cleaned inside and out, and her luggage was also taken away by Fan Xiaozhu.

There was a set of clothes left on the bed, Ling Nuanqing hurriedly changed, she walked into the kitchen and saw a car parked downstairs.

Ling Nuanqing put on her hat and went downstairs. When she came to the car, she quickly opened the door and sat in.

"Let's go."

"Brother Yu has explained it to me, don't worry, I'm the best at hiding from surveillance."

"Thanks a lot."

The driver stepped on the accelerator, "You're welcome."

He handed Ling Nuanqing a new mobile phone. "Use this phone, safe.

"it is good."

The car shuttled through the small lanes in Liyang City, and soon came to a private kindergarten. Someone opened the back door, and Ling Nuanqing followed the car into the school.

Teacher Huang picked her up at the stairs, and when she saw her, she said anxiously, "Why are you here?"

"What about words?"

"I just fell asleep, and my spirits are not very good."

Ling Nuanqing followed behind Teacher Huang, her foot was not steady, and her knee was hard on the hard floor tiles.She was hanging on the railing next to her, and Teacher Huang hurriedly pulled her up, "I don't think you look well, are you feeling well?"

"No." She just felt guilty, and she didn't know how to face Yan Yan.

Fan Xiaozhu has been guarding the door. Seeing Ling Nuanqing approaching, she stepped forward anxiously, "This Mr. Huang is really serious. If I insist on waiting for you to pick me up in person, I will die of anxiety."

"I'm sorry, but this is the rule in our garden, you are not the guardian of Yanyan..."

Ling Nuanqing understands that words are not the same as Lingling, she is weak, and if there is a mistake, no one can tell.

She pushed open the door and entered the house. Fan Xiaozhu saw her limping, and didn't know how much she had suffered at Ling Shaocheng's hands.

Ling Nuanqing came to the bed, and a group of figures got up, "Mom."

"Yanyan, be good."

Fan Xiaozhu handed over a cloak. Ling Nuanqing was pressed for time, so she hugged the girl on her lap, put the cloak on her, and put on the hat.

"Ms. Huang, I want to take Yanyan away. I will contact you on WeChat for specific matters. Thank you for taking such good care of Yanyan."

Teacher Huang handed the prepared schoolbag to Fan Xiaozhu. "You're welcome, you should."

Ling Nuanqing hugged the child tightly and went out. At the door, she pushed down the brim of her hat. There was another car parked in the kindergarten. Fan Xiaozhu protected Ling Nuanqing and quickly sat in it.

Yu Chang looked in the rearview mirror, shifted into gear skillfully, stepped on the accelerator and drove forward.

Ling Nuanqing clung to Yanyan's face, and Fan Xiaozhu held the girl's little hand, "Yanyan's asthma has struck again, and you can't come out again. I'm so anxious to death."

"Have you taken any medication?"

"Yes, but I still have to go to Dr. Wu's clinic. Her asthma is different from ordinary people. After trying various methods over the years, Dr. Wu's acupuncture is the most effective."

Ling Nuanqing hugged the child in her arms tightly, pain, self-blame, determination, all kinds of emotions mixed into a huge torture.The medicine can only suppress the condition temporarily, if the injection is not given in the next two or three days, it may cause the same dire consequences as last time.

That's why, under such a last resort, she agreed to Fan Xiaozhu's idea of ​​trading small for big.

If Ling Ling hadn't appeared, she might never have even thought about leaving that hotel.

Fan Xiaozhu knew what she was thinking, she patted Ling Nuanqing's shoulder lightly, "I blamed you at the beginning, saying you were cruel, but now I think your decision is right. You can't put all your eggs in one basket Li, look, you have at least kept your daughter now."