private marriage

Ling Nuanqing kept looking at Ling Shaocheng for a few days, and got used to seeing his crew cut.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the weather is getting colder and colder. What Ling Nuanqing is most afraid of is sleet.

Before the snowflakes had time to fall to the ground, they had already melted.

She stood on the balcony of the bedroom, the sky was gray and foggy, and the transparent glass was like a beautiful bird cage. Ling Nuanqing couldn't fly out even with wings.

She saw someone walking towards the main building behind Ming Yue. The man was holding an umbrella and couldn't see the whole picture clearly, but he could see a pair of slender legs.

That must be a beautiful woman.

Ling Nuanqing saw that the raised umbrella stopped, and the edge of the umbrella was moved away. Although the woman's facial features could not be seen clearly from a distance, she stood there with a slender figure, and she looked good at first glance.

"Ruiyu?"

Seeing her standing still, Ming Yue turned to look at her.

"Does that woman live here?" Ruiyu said, pointing in the direction of Ling Nuanqing.

"Yes."

"You are really useless." Ruiyu said to Mingyue unceremoniously, "You can still let him find her, so you should end her first."

Ming Yue hurriedly looked behind him, suppressing his serious voice and eyes, "If Mr. Ling hears this, be careful that he picks your skin off."

"He is not willing."

Ling Nuanqing's eyes fell forward, and Ruiyu's eyes actually met, but no one could see who was clear.

Ling Shaocheng actually let a woman in.

Ling Nuanqing kicked the railing in front of her unconsciously. She was locked here anyway, and she couldn't go out without his order.

Before the two little ones came back, Ruiyu walked into the room and saw Ling Shaocheng leaning against the dining table with short hair, she changed her shoes and went inside.

"How did you become like this?"

The room was warm and comfortable, so Ling Shaocheng was wearing a pure black home dress, with the neckline hanging down, and the clavicles on both sides were faintly exposed.

Ling Shaocheng glanced at Ruiyu, "Why, can't you recognize me?"

"No."

"You don't have to come here, Mingyue will tell you what to do."

Ruiyu took off the backpack and put it on the table, "Why don't you tell me yourself."

"I want all the surveillance videos in Ye Shengjing's hands."

"Even if the systems of all his clubhouses are hacked, can you guarantee that he doesn't have a backup?"

When Ling Shaocheng is unreasonable, it is also a headache. "I don't care about that."

"What if he has a printed paper photo in his hand?"

Ling Shaocheng frowned, "You don't need to worry about these things."

Ruiyu stood beside her, tentatively asking, "Did she do something in the clubhouse? Or..."

"Ruiyu!" Ming Yue uttered abruptly, interrupting her, signaling her not to die, "Just do your duty well."

Ling Shaocheng's eyes were also fixed on her face, his eyes were always cold, Ruiyu had always been jealous of him. "sorry."

At dinner time, the servant went to the front of the cabin and unlocked it, and asked Ling Nuanqing to go to the main building for dinner.

As soon as she reached the door, she saw two small figures standing at the door, probably waiting for her.

"Mom." Yan Yan was the first to rush over and hug Ling Nuanqing's leg.

There was an unexpected guest in the room, and it was a woman. The two little guys found out when they came back.

When Ruiyu saw Ling Nuanqing, she didn't even say hello, she took out two candies from her backpack and handed them to Lingling and Yanyan.

Listening turned her face away. "I don't like sugar."

"Me too," Yan Yan also flatly refused. "Eating sugar rots teeth, it's ugly."

The servant brought the dinner to the table, Ling Shaocheng was sitting there, flipping through a document in his hand, he caught sight of Ling Nuanqing from the corner of his eye, but he didn't look up.

Lingling walked to Ruiyu's side, reached out and poked her arm, "Get up."

"What?"

"This is my mother's seat."

Ruiyu looked at Ling Shaocheng who was sitting next to him, and didn't intend to give up his seat, "There are so many empty seats here, where can I not sit?"

"Then go sit down."

Ling Shaocheng closed the document and called her name lightly.

"Ruiyu."

She stood up and stepped aside, Yan Yan took Ling Nuanqing's hand and told her to sit down.

"How was your day?" Ling Shaocheng leaned over and asked her.

This is quite difficult to answer, Ling Nuanqing said honestly, "That's it."

Lingling and Yanyan sat across from each other, keeping a close eye on their every move.

Ling Nuanqing and Ruiyu have never met face to face, let alone who she is, but since they can sit at the same table for dinner with Ling Shaocheng, the relationship must be unusual, right?

"Dad, Mom likes to eat fish, but she is afraid of trouble." Yan Yan pointed to the plate of fish, she believed that Ling Shaocheng was so smart that he would definitely understand.

"There are no spines in this fish." Ling Shaocheng put a large piece into the bowl, and carefully picked out a few large spines.

"Brother, when I find a boyfriend in the future, I will also look for someone like my father, who is gentle and considerate. Mom is so happy."

Ruiyu's eyes were slightly cold, happiness?
It was the woman next to her who stabbed Ling Shaocheng back then, almost killing him, but now Ling Shaocheng actually called her back to protect Ling Nuanqing?

One time of infidelity is not used a hundred times, it is not a pity for this woman to die.

Ling Nuanqing ate two mouthfuls of food, and her feet under the table were stepped on.

Ruiyu stepped on it hard, Ling Nuanqing frowned in pain and looked at her.

She wanted to pull her leg back, but the back of her foot was trampled hard, and Rui Yu crushed her several times.

"You stepped on my foot." Ling Nuanqing looked at Ruiyu coldly.

"Ah? Is that so? I'm sorry." Ruiyu moved her foot away and listened to the displeasure on the opposite face.

Ling Shaocheng glanced over and gave Ruiyu a warning look.

"I didn't mean to."

The servant brought over the finished pasta, and just as Ling Ling picked up the fork, his hand slipped and dropped it on the ground.

He lowered his body, got under the table, and reached for the steel fork.

Lingling didn't get up immediately, he spotted Ruiyu's foot and stabbed the fork on her instep.

A burst of sharp pain came, Ruiyu resisted not to react too much, she saw the little guy across from her popped his head out of joy, and returned to his seat.

"Auntie, do you like noodles? I'll make them for you."

Listening to the extra hospitality, she used a fork to scoop up a large lump of spaghetti and put it in Ruiyu's bowl. If she remembered correctly, this little thing had just stabbed her in the foot with this fork.

"No thanks."

"The pasta made by our aunt is delicious, you must try it."

Ruiyu didn't move her chopsticks, but looked at Ling Nuanqing who was sitting next to her, "I remember that you were not so boring before, you talked a lot, and you were quite flamboyant, as if you were spoiled, why are you so quiet now? "

"You know me?" Ling Nuanqing asked.

Ruiyu curled her lower lip and smiled ambiguously, this smile made Ling Nuanqing feel uncomfortable all over.