private marriage

Ever since she met Ye Shengjing that day, Ling Nuanqing hadn't been able to take a step beyond Siji Yunding.

Even if she just wanted to go to a nearby shopping mall to buy something, Ling Shaocheng refused to agree.

Naturally, her resentment grew deeper and deeper, and she didn't even want to talk to Ling Shaocheng.

night.

Everyone at the table wanted to respect Ling Shaocheng's wine, he seemed very absent-minded until the waiter brought a dessert.

Manager Wang, who was the host, was immediately displeased, and said to the secretary next to him, "You ordered this?"

The secretary glanced at her with a strange expression, "Yes."

"Why did you serve such a dish?"

Jiuniang Yuanzi, in Manager Wang's opinion, this thing is really not on the table.

Ling Shaocheng turned the round table and turned the Jiuniang Yuanzi in front of him. The secretary on the opposite side was incoherent in fright, "I see the name on the menu... very, very nice, what a golden wind and jade dew meet, I..."

"Mingyue." Ling Shaocheng called his assistant, "No one touches this dessert, I want to take it back."

"Mr. Ling, didn't you slap me in the face? This..."

Mingyue asked the waiter to come in, he knew best that Ling Nuanqing liked to eat Jiuniang Yuanzi.

Ling Shaocheng ended the dinner in a hurry, and left with a bowl of fermented glutinous rice balls. Manager Wang called the secretary to the side and scolded him to tears.

Ling Nuanqing had just finished taking a shower and was about to go to bed when she heard someone calling her downstairs.

"Warm and warm."

She didn't want to talk to her at first, but Ling Shaocheng yelled several times. Ling Nuanqing walked to the stairs and saw Ling Shaocheng coming out of the kitchen.

There was a bowl of fermented glutinous rice balls on the table, Ling Shaocheng looked like a child returning from Tibetan food, with a smug expression on his face.

Ling Nuanqing went downstairs to the coffee table. "What are you calling me for?"

"I brought you something delicious, and it's sprinkled with sweet-scented osmanthus, which is your favorite."

"I'm already full, not hungry."

Ling Shaocheng pulled Ling Nuanqing to his side and handed her a spoon, but she didn't move it.

"I told the driver to hurry back, it's still hot."

"Ling Shaocheng, does this count as a slap in the face and a sweet date?"

Ling Shaocheng looked at Ling Nuanqing's small face, and reached out to touch it, but she pushed his arm away.

"Why am I willing to beat you?" He seemed not to understand the deep meaning of these words.

"Can you stop shutting me up..."

Before Ling Nuanqing finished speaking, she saw Ling Shaocheng's face was quite gloomy.

She pursed her lips, and Ling Shaocheng opened the packing box, "Eat while it's hot."

"Now I can't even meet with clients, and some things can't be discussed at all..."

With a wave of Ling Shaocheng's arm, a whole bowl of fermented glutinous rice balls was thrown out, and just like that, it was splashed on the carpet beside the coffee table. The man's expression changed rapidly, and there was a little horror in his eyes staring at Ling Nuanqing.

"Is it because I can't see your client, or Ye Shengjing?"

Ling Nuanqing was still holding the spoon in her hand, she seemed to be taken aback, she didn't choke with him, she just sat on the sofa without saying a word.

"The time you went out to meet Ye Shengjing, did you think I didn't know what you were going to do? Ling Nuanqing, in your eyes, he was the one who could lead you out of the fire pit, but what about me? I would only push you into A fire pit, is it?"

Ling Shaocheng stood up, and the light behind him was mostly blocked by his tall figure, "Why can't you see the good I've done to you?"

The spoon in Ling Nuanqing's hand was thrown out, hitting the coffee table and breaking in two. She stood up abruptly, as if completely irritated, "Then why don't you just break my leg!"

She turned around and walked upstairs, not wanting to see Ling Shaocheng, so she simply turned off the lights downstairs.

Ling Shaocheng was also very angry, kicked a path in the dark, slammed the door and left.

The room was quiet, and Ling Nuanqing was the only one left. She went back to the bedroom to read the material, and felt thirsty, so she wanted to go downstairs to get a glass of water.

She had just walked down a few steps when she heard slight movements and the lights in the living room were on. Ling Nuanqing continued to walk down and saw Ling Shaocheng squatting there.

He threw the packing box into the trash can and was cleaning up the rice balls on the ground.

Ling Nuanqing entered the kitchen as if no one was around, filled a glass of water, and passed him again.

Ling Shaocheng didn't raise his head, nor did she look at him. After Ling Nuanqing returned to the room, she deliberately slammed the door loudly.

Fan Xiaozhu has been sending messages to her, wanting to dig deeper, where does she live now, who does she live with, and who is lying next to her at night?
Ling Nuanqing was busy replying to Weibo messages and ignored her.

After being left out in the cold, Fan Xiaozhu sent an emoji.

Ling Nuanqing clicked on it, and it was a funny moving picture, a man and a woman were playing a boring game, but her eyes were too sharp, and she saw a black shadow appearing in the picture.

Ling Nuanqing looked closer, and a grimace suddenly appeared on the screen.

"what--"

She screamed and lost her mobile phone, Fan Xiaozhu, damn it, I will greet you a hundred times!

Ling Nuanqing was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out, she opened the door and ran outside, the lights downstairs were off, and Ling Shaocheng had already left.

Ling Nuanqing rubbed her chest, feeling that something was wrong. The small room was eerie, as if there were ghosts hiding everywhere.

She ran back to the room, but Fan Xiaozhu called her at this time.

Ling Nuanqing's nerves are tense now, and she can't help being stimulated by a little sound.

Fan Xiaozhu asked Yu Chang. "Won't it scare her silly?"

"You know she's timid and has messy hair."

Ling Nuanqing hid under the quilt, unable to hold back the wild thoughts in her head, she touched the ground with the quilt on her back, and picked up her phone.

There was a sudden wind at night, and the windows seemed to be pushed hard by hands.

Ling Nuanqing couldn't care less, so she quickly called Ling Shaocheng.

When the man connected, he was about to go upstairs. "Hello."

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts, ahhh—"

"What the hell?"

"There's a ghost!"

Ling Shaocheng turned around and walked out again. Could it be that Ye Shengjing is so courageous that he dared to sneak into Siji Yunding?

See if he doesn't break his dogleg!

After Ling Shaocheng came to the hut, he went upstairs. Ling Nuanqing hid in the bed, and in order to embolden herself, she covered her ears with her hands and sang.

"The beauty in the moon palace, that Yiren's mouth—"

Ling Shaocheng walked over and tore off her quilt, Ling Nuanqing looked up tremblingly, the man stared at her condescendingly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ling Nuanqing hurriedly hugged Ling Shaocheng's leg, "It's too scary, if you keep me locked here like this, I will really go crazy."

"Stop playing tricks on me, it's not the first night you've lived here."

Ling Nuanqing picked up her phone, clicked on WeChat, and found the chat record with Fan Xiaozhu, she raised her hand to show Ling Shaocheng.

The man took the hand and finished watching it coldly, but there was no emotional fluctuation at all.

"That's it?"

Ling Nuanqing was so frightened that tears welled up in her eyes. "No... isn't it scary?"