wedding pet

"Hello, welcome."

The welcome guest was dressed in a black uniform, and amidst the polite welcome, the door was opened, and an aura that didn't match the quiet environment outside the house rushed over in an instant.

Champagne, red wine, intertwined cups, extremely delicate dessert fruits, handsome or dignified attendants are walking quietly, with exquisite clothes and exquisite makeup. Try to lean over.

Lively and lively, with the vigor that belongs only to young people, but this kind of vigor also has a reserved and elegant tone.

The movements are delicate and soft, and the voice is never loud.

No matter what Lin Xingqing thought before, at this moment, looking at the picture in the room, she was stunned for a moment, not turbulent.

"Walk."

In a slightly cold tone, it was Fang Xia who calmly patted the back of Lin Xingqing's arm holding her. The movement was very light, but it was enough to bring Lin Xingqing back to his senses.

"Ah."

With a low response, the two walked in arm in arm.

Although I searched for Zhang Huilin's news on Baidu, I can find no less than ten or twenty pieces of lace news, but as Zhang's daughter, and can be listed on the wealth list, she is a beauty, even if she is middle-aged , but has its own connections.

The reception this time was not particularly big, and it was a coincidence that Lin Xingqing knew it. After she rejected Zhang Quan, Zhang Quan came to her again a few days later, and inadvertently revealed such news in words. As for the dress that Lin Xingqing bought with the card Fang Xia gave her, it came in handy earlier.

But at that time, Lin Xingqing rejected Zhang Quan's invitation, so even though she found the address of the reception through the information Zhang Quan gave her, at first she only thought of taking one step at a time, relying on her heart. It's just depression and courage.

But Fang Xia came, holding an invitation card she didn't know when she got it, so that entering was no longer the picture she imagined, but came in openly.

While thinking wildly like that, Lin Xingqing and Fang Xia had already walked into the reception. The outside of the reception looked small, but in fact, even if it was a small one, the venue was one to two hundred square meters. There were small groups of people chatting, and among them there were obviously people who knew Fang Xia. The second or third time they felt someone nod to Fang Xia, but they seemed to be hindered by her existence and never left. Nearby, Lin Xingqing gave Fang Xia a push with a chuckle, and took the initiative to take her hand back.

"Fang Xia, I've already come in, I can just come by myself, you go and get busy.

Ah, the cake sweetheart tastes really good here, I'll eat it first. "

In those words, Lin Xingqing smiled at Fang Xia again, not giving her the right to answer, and walked neatly to the far right corner.

The cake sweetheart here is just like Lin Xingqing, it looks exquisite and tastes great, but there are a few people who come to this reception, and there are a few people who are either rich or expensive, so their thoughts will naturally not be on these, Drinking wine can get together with the desired goal through wine tasting, chatting with others with a plate and pastry... Such a picture is so beautiful, it is beyond the capacity of these people.

At this moment, Lin Xingqing is patiently and meticulously standing beside the dim sum, savoring each and every one of them. She is dressed in exquisite clothes, but there is no trace of anxiety in her eyes at this moment, and she just comes here with such fighting spirit, just to eat this early. It is as delicious as it is rare to eat outside.

Fang Xia watched quietly for a while, seeing that Lin Xingqing had turned to the dim sum at the third stall, she pursed her lips, and when someone came over again, she stopped looking at Lin Xingqing, and started talking with that person .

Lin Xingqing, who seemed to be savoring the delicious food with great interest, hiccupped a little, suppressed the nagging feeling in her throat, stared at Fang Xia, and stared blankly for a while.

Lin Xingqing always thought that she was used to seeing Fang Xia's indifferent look, but at this moment, looking at the figure that looked cold under the seemingly warm light, even when talking to people, Lin Xingqing felt that she looked cold. That must have been the appearance after being raised by Fang Xia.

But how does such an extremely indifferent person survive in this shopping mall, and that...

The string of numbers that I saw when I swiped the card last time flashed through my mind.

So rich.

Lin Xingqing silently continued the second half of the sentence, swallowed the last bite of dessert on the plate indiscriminately, turned her head, and stopped looking there.

Although the desserts here are delicious, and this is the first time for her to come to such an environment, she brazenly uses Fang Xia's card to buy the expensive dresses she bought, as well as this elaborate dress, it is really used to just eat , even she herself will not forgive herself.

However, more than ten minutes have passed since she entered, and Fang Huilin, who is the rightful host, has not yet come out.

If she doesn't come out, how will her play continue?

***

"Boss, the party has already started for 10 minutes, isn't it..."

The man in a black suit, about forty years old, looked at the luxurious and beautiful woman who closed her eyes and seemed to be recuperating. She seemed to be in her early thirties in the middle of the year, and said a little embarrassedly. .

The eyes of the woman who closed her eyes trembled, opened them a few seconds later, and waved her slender and white hands back.

"I see, back off."

"Yes."

With just one sentence, the whole room fell silent in an instant.

Bright and gorgeous lights, spotless mirrors, and the top-to-bottom specific, best-fitting attire, plus the well-maintained skin, the woman in the mirror, under the design of a professional stylist , the skin is delicate and fair, the eyes are slightly raised, even if there are several lines around the corners of the eyes that seem to be absent, they don't look old-fashioned, but have a charm that young girls don't have.

"Darling, I love you so much."

"Oh, those little girls are no match for you, dear, I love you the most."

"Baby, I love you, I would give up the whole forest for you."

She is rich, beautiful, and has the talent to match her status.

No matter the masculine type, domineering type, or milk dog type, as long as she is willing, there is always no shortage of men by her side.

"Hui Lin, this group will eventually belong to you, but you... well, no matter who it is, it can be settled, and you are not small anymore."

There are also parents who dote on her even though she is not too young.

Her life can be said to be almost complete.

only...

"Miss Zhang, I'm really sorry, we can't know what you have experienced before, but even if it is human insemination, you will not be able to conceive again."

When did that happen? Maybe it was because she wanted to give herself a 40th birthday gift, or because her parents looked healthy, but she could already see the white hair on the sideburns, so she seemed very bored. She went to the hospital. By the way, I asked why I occasionally forgot to do anything with those boyfriends and never got pregnant.

Then...

Looking at the gorgeous woman in the mirror, Zhang Huilin frowned slightly, and gently pressed her temples with her fingers. When the pain and irritation subsided, she took a long breath.

She has been unable to conceive again.

But the idea of ​​thinking about DINK for a lifetime suddenly didn't come easily.

child, child...

When that word was repeated in her mind over and over again, Zhang Huilin knew that she had fallen into some kind of demon.

Countless times, I felt the position of the lower abdomen unconsciously, heard faint cries in my ears countless times, and even tried to think of the small, unopened one countless times. Face.

Zhang Huilin finally resigned to her fate.

She will never be able to conceive again in this life, and will never have a child of her own.

So at the beginning... being a child who was not what she wanted, but was born from her womb, and was originally determined not to think about seeing him again, and has always been doing this, became a necessity.

Her child, the only child of blood.

Whether it's for herself, for her parents, or for this group, she must get it back!

"Hui Lin, you...why did you call?"

"She... she is very good, she is also very sensible, from a very young age..."

"What! No, no, I can take care of her."

"I...I...you are right, if...if you can move her...I will try to do it."

Gentle as jade, but unprincipled to compromise with her as in memory, it is not complicated for Zhang Huilin to get the expected answer.

but!

"Manager, Miss Lin doesn't want to come over."

"Manager, I've told her everything you want me to say, but she seems to be a little resistant."

It didn't take much effort to get the information she wanted from the man, and she got the photo she wanted.

Although younger and more energetic than her, his facial features are nearly [-]% similar to hers.

Just looking at the photo, I can feel the sound of blood flowing.

child, hers.

Lin Xingqing, her only child.

Originally, there must be some expectations, but just like some of the past experiences of this child she found out, from the photos, it can be seen that Lin Xingqing has a persistence and stubbornness that she does not have.

In fact, although she was disappointed when she heard Zhang Quan's reply, it was also expected.

only...

Why is this kid so stupid?

It was obvious that following her would lead a good life, but even the man knew the shallow truth, but he held unnecessary stubbornness, just as stupid as she was at that time.

There seemed to be throbbing pain in her forehead again. Zhang Huilin pressed her hands hard several times until the pain eased again. She took a long breath, closed her eyes forcefully, opened her eyes again, and rationally She straightened her collar, picked up the exquisite small leather bag beside her, stepped on stiletto heels, and in an elegant posture, with a smile on her lips, Zhang Huilin pushed open the door and walked out.

"Sorry, there was something urgent just now, I came late, I hope I didn't cause difficulties for everyone."

The slightly hoarse female voice smiled, with a hint of laziness. Just the voice alone can make people feel extremely comfortable, not to mention that when the figure of that person approached, there was a beam of light hitting her above her, and the graceful figure Zhang Huilin stood in front of everyone with a graceful smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Zhang is busy with personnel, we understand."

"Haha, I also want to thank Mr. Zhang for being late, otherwise how could I chat with Mr. Wang for a while longer."

"Mr. Zhang can provide this platform a few more times, and we are happy to wait another half an hour."

***

The host always has many privileges, such as being late, but in such a far-fetched reason, there will still be countless people who agree.

Amidst the echoing voices, Lin Xingqing, who was standing relatively far away, became increasingly unnoticed.

And until now, even though she has seen Zhang Huilin's face on the Internet, this is the first time she has seen Zhang Huilin's appearance.

There is a saying that is good, nine out of ten photos on the Internet have been P, and all of them look like goddesses. After unloading, my mother probably doesn’t know her.

But the Zhang Huilin in front of her is obviously not this kind.

The photos on the website are dignified and elegant, but the Zhang Huilin in front of her is more lively and brighter, even the shallow corner lines of the eyes are also slightly attractive, not to mention the frown and smile See, there is a charm that belongs only to mature women.

Such a woman, no wonder there are many men around.

One was on the stage and the other was off the stage. At this moment, Lin Xingqing felt that her mood was a little strange.

She came here today with preparation, and she deliberately did not make Zhang Huilin feel comfortable.

When she was also on the website, she knew that she was somewhat similar to Zhang Huilin.

But at this moment, looking at that face, Lin Xingqing looked like she was mature.

Maybe she will look like this after she matures, or maybe she doesn't have such a charm yet, is such a person... the one who gave birth to her?

It's amazing.

"Xingqing, no matter what, she is your mother."

The words that belonged to Lin Yufeng sounded in Lin Xingqing's head again. She used to sneer at them, but now looking at the person standing alive on the stage, that feeling...

"Lin Xingqing."

In a slightly noisy environment, Fang Xia, who was originally with a business partner, had ended the communication at some point. Before Lin Xingqing noticed it, she walked over. In a slightly cold voice, Fang Xia's warm arm Attached to her shoulder, it didn't move much, but it carried a powerful soothing force.

Warmth and coldness met, when the hot air slowly rolled down her shoulders, Lin Xingqing looked at Fang Huilin who was still smiling and saying something, then turned her head and silently said "Sorry" to Fang Xia , picked up the plate from before, randomly picked up a few sweetheart pastries, and while filling the plate to the brim, Lin Xingqing walked towards Fang Huilin with big strides while holding the plate and holding the skirt with one hand.

"Come today, my most important thing is..."

In the usual conversation with Yiyi with a slight smile, a female voice with a little hoarseness and joy sounded almost suddenly.

"Please let me go, let me go.

Thank you, please let me, let me. "

The author has something to say: la la la, a very long chapter!