private marriage

Ling Shaocheng was severely criticized in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

Ling Nuanqing will always remember the embarrassment five years ago. She didn't want to be crucified on the pillar of shame. She begged him not to get married, and also begged him to let her go early.

But it wasn't until Ni Lei's marriage certificate was thrown in her face that she realized that Ling Shaocheng actually couldn't fit anyone in his heart except himself.

Now what are you talking about here to make her Mrs. Ling?
She has no extra feelings for him other than hatred.

Ling Shaocheng walked to the door and told the two people outside, "If she wants to leave, don't keep her, but don't let her take the young master away."

"Yes."

Lingling got up and ran to Ling Nuanqing's side, and took her hand, "Mom, can you play with me for a while?"

When the banquet was held downstairs, Ming Yue had someone bring a lot of food into the room, and the children didn't go down again. When Ling Shaocheng came back after socializing, there were only mother and child left in the room.

Ling Shaocheng didn't even look at Ling Nuanqing, he waved at Lingling. "Son, go home."

Ling Ling didn't step forward, but pulled Ling Nuanqing up, "Mom, let's go."

The man felt sour in his heart, and walked over to hold Lingling's other hand. "I am your father."

The boy led the other by the hand, and just walked out of the hotel.

The driver drove the car to the door, and Ling Shaocheng glanced at Ling Nuanqing beside him, "If you want to take a car with us, you can take a taxi by yourself."

The woman didn't speak, seeing the wheels were locked, Ling Shaocheng stepped forward and opened the door before Ming Yue got out of the car.

It only took two or three seconds, and when he turned his head, he saw Ling Nuanqing was walking out quickly, holding Tingling in her arms. This posture was like snatching someone else's child on the street.

Ming Yue lowered the car window and looked outside, "Mr. Ling, do you want...to chase?"

Ling Shaocheng couldn't help laughing, seeing Ling Nuanqing walking faster and faster, he slammed the car door heavily and followed.

Ling Ling put her arms around Ling Nuanqing's neck tightly, and heard her panting became heavier, "Mom, let me down and walk by myself, how tired I am."

Ling Nuanqing thought so too, she put Lingling back on the ground, neither mother nor son looked at Ling Shaocheng who was chasing him, they held hands and ran away.

I didn't see any cars on the road, and Ling Nuanqing didn't dare to stop, anyway, she just led Lingling and ran.

It would be easy for Ling Shaocheng to catch up with them, but he just followed in such a leisurely manner. With Ling Nuanqing's little physical strength, he finally couldn't run anymore. He stopped to give her some breathing time .

"Mom." Ling Ling shook Ling Nuanqing's arm, "You don't have to worry, it's fine if I follow him, no one bullies me."

Ling Nuanqing's palm was pressed against her son's face, her palm was slightly cold, "Mom just misses you."

"I know, I miss my mother too."

Ling Nuanqing originally had a simple idea, thinking that she could survive until the day when Lingling's custody was taken over, but the child was her life, and she just missed him very much today, and wanted to take him back to stay for a night, and let him He glanced at her new home now.

Although listening is sensible, she is still a child after all.

Ling Nuanqing picked him up, and looked at Ling Shaocheng who was following behind, "He won't let me go with you, Mom, don't waste your efforts."

"But you are also mother's child..."

Ling Nuanqing walked too hastily, tripped on the sole of her foot, she hugged Lingling tightly so she didn't fall down.

Ling Shaocheng saw it, he ran to her side with his long legs, and stretched out his hand to catch Ling Ling.

"what are you doing?"

"I'll give you a hug."

Ling Nuanqing turned sideways, avoiding Ling Shaocheng's hands, with a vigilant look on her face.

Ling Shaocheng stepped forward and picked up Tingting, but Ling Nuanqing's hands wrapped around the child's waist refused to let go. "Ling Shaocheng, he is my son!"

"I know."

"You let go!"

"I'll hold it for you." Ling Shaocheng's eyes lightly fell on Ling Nuanqing's anxious face, "Let Lingling go back with you today, and I'll pick him up tomorrow."

"really?"

"I will not lie to you."

Ling Nuanqing let go of her doubts, her hands were numb after holding her for a long time, but Ling Shaocheng easily hugged her son with one arm.

He has long legs and walks naturally fast, leaving Ling Nuanqing behind without knowing it.

Ling Shaocheng stood under an osmanthus tree. Now is not the season for the fragrance of golden osmanthus. He held up the Lingling in his hand and looked back, "Didn't you have dinner? You can't keep up with these few steps."

"Mom did not eat dinner."

Ling Nuanqing walked up to him, she was in no mood to continue walking, she reached out to hug her son, "I'll take Lingling and take a taxi, you can go home."

Ling Shaocheng didn't give her his son, but he held Ling Nuanqing's hand. She wanted to break free in desperation, but was pulled forward by the man.

"You let go."

Ling Shaocheng clasped Ling Nuanqing's fingers domineeringly, and intertwined his fingers with her. He really couldn't bear to watch. "It's not right for you to do this."

"What do you know?" Ling Shaocheng retorted coldly.

"Chasing a girl requires her to be willing. You can ask your mother, maybe she has scolded you as worthless in her heart."

Ling Shaocheng stopped, and his eyes turned to Ling Nuanqing, "Really? Are you scolding me?"

Even if Ling Nuanqing really greeted him thousands of times, she still couldn't say clearly, "You're boring."

The man looked down at the boy in his arms. "What did you just say? Chasing girls?"

"Isn't mother a girl?"

Ling Shaocheng's face became stern, "Who told you that I was chasing her?"

"I have eyes. She doesn't hold your hand for you, but you want it anyway. You seem to feel a little distressed when you hear that she hasn't had dinner."

It is not suitable for Ling Nuanqing to interrupt at this time, Ling Shaocheng made a gesture to throw him down, Lingling wrapped his arms around his neck and did not let go, "I already guessed it, the next step you are going to take mom to eat, it must be a top restaurant, If you want to capture her heart, you must first capture her stomach..."

What Ling Shaocheng hadn't done yet was completely revealed by Ling Ling, and the man didn't know what to do for a while.

"She's not a child. If she's hungry, she'll take care of it herself."

"But you are worried..."

This kind of feeling is not good, like being stripped of clothes by a child in public, "Where do you see that I am worried about her?"

Listening put both hands to the corners of his mouth, "I can see it from your expression."

"Lingting, you misunderstood." Ling Nuanqing said next to her, "Children don't understand anything."

These words offended Ling Shaocheng for some unknown reason, he suddenly thrust Ling Ling into her arms, turned around and left.

The car followed behind, Ling Shaocheng sat in the car, and the mother and son watched it drive away like this.

Lingling clapped her hands excitedly, "Mom, am I smart? I drove him away easily."