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The old man's brows became tighter and tighter: "The resident of 402 has never moved... But why haven't I heard that that person has a daughter?"

Xi Ling just smiled and thanked without saying much.

Seeing that Xi Ling was about to leave, the old man suddenly called out to her: "Wait, girl. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Xi Ling stopped and asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

The cattail fan in the old man's hand shook again and again, his expression a little bored.

"Some time ago, a man came here. It is said to be her ex-husband. He blocked her door, and Radu couldn't leave. Everyone said that she was immoral."

Xi Ling had no impression of the man mentioned by the old man, but she listened carefully.

She lowered her eyes: "Without evidence, how can you believe this?"

The old man was categorical: "There is evidence. Transfer records, chat records, and rumors everywhere that the woman was secretly hanging several men at the same time."

"Also said that she lost her job in the dance troupe because she failed to be discovered because she framed her colleagues."

All kinds of rumors are rampant, who will care whether they are true or not?

"The man has been arguing here for a long time, and even quarreled with the woman several times. As soon as the police came, he calmed down, saying that it was a personal grievance, and when the police left, he started to make trouble again."

The old man spat before continuing.

"I think it's a dog that bites a dog. It's not a good thing. I think you are clean. I'm afraid you have admitted the wrong person?"

Xi Ling thanked her again, only said that she would check it out by herself, then turned and went upstairs.

She knew in her heart that this was by no means a coincidence.

Who would do such a thing without benefit?And it came so suddenly.

Destroy her proud reputation, expose the illusion of her painstaking efforts, and then present all the things she least wants to see.

For that woman, this is tantamount to punishing her heart.

No wonder she suddenly became silent, it turned out that she was too tortured by these things to take care of her.

But Xi Ling can only think of Ye Cike if there is a reason to do all this.

No wonder Ye Cike suddenly asked Ning Lan to take over her studio. He probably suspected that someone had leaked her personal information.

After the studio has been drastically reorganized, it is indeed much stricter and more efficient than before.

Ye Cike has always been gentle to his own people and easy to talk to, even if he is angry, he just uses his lips.

The current method is completely different from her style.

She made a move quietly where she couldn't see, trying to completely cut off the root cause of her sweetheart's anxiety.

After sorting out her thoughts, Xi Ling only felt satisfied, Ye Cike was protecting her, and stood up for her!

Ye Cike is so kind!

With this happy mood, she knocked on the door in front of her.

The cat's eye on the door seemed to flicker, Xi Ling took off her mask, and the light in the corridor was sufficient enough for people inside to see who she was.

Not long after, the door opened.

It's a half-old woman.The years have left deep nasolabial folds on her face, and a few strands of white hair can be faintly seen between the coiled hair.

Her skin was dull and loose, and there was an unconcealable blue color under her eyes, adding to her haggardness.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

Xi Ling stood in front of her, only to realize that the woman who could only see her face when she looked up was now a little shorter than herself.

As if she didn't see the scrutiny in Xi Ling's eyes, the woman combed her temple hair and showed a mocking smile.

"Xi Ling, you came back by yourself? Did Ye Cike not want you?"

The voice is the usual tartness.

Xi Ling used to collapse to the point where she couldn't control herself because she couldn't accept the assumption in this sentence, but now she can calmly raise her eyes and meet the woman's gaze.

Ye Cike is her weakness and also her armor.

Xi Ling said directly: "That's not true, she was still making breakfast for me this morning, and made me hangover soup yesterday."

Unexpectedly, Xi Ling would give such an answer, and the smile on the corner of the woman's mouth froze.

"you--"

"When you were young, you always came to catch me yourself, why did you suddenly start hiring people?"

The woman was interrupted by Xi Ling before she finished speaking.

She raised her chin with a haughty face: "You are my only guardian, but when you are old, you can only rely on me?"

"You say it again?!"

The woman was irritated by success, but before she raised her hand, Xi Ling grabbed it.

She frowned, pretending to be worried, but the strength in her hand did not decrease at all, and she pressed down the woman's hand straight down.

"Mom, your mental condition seems to be a little abnormal, I'm really worried. Do you need me to send you to a mental hospital?"

The woman's eyes widened in disbelief, and she retorted loudly: "You can't!"

"You're old, you've lost your judgment, whether you're sick or not, it's not all up to me? Your reputation is like this, who else cares about you except me?"

Xi Ling then added unhurriedly: "It's all housework, how can others control it?"

As if frightened by the maliciousness in the words, the woman's shoulders trembled.

She remembered a phone call she made not long ago, and the alpha on the other end of the phone talked to her so lightly.

"You just dare to make a phone call."

"Huh? I don't understand what you're talking about. What does your ruin have anything to do with me?"

"Personal grievances, how can others manage it?"

"Don't move those crooked thoughts, you don't think you can fight against Ji's family, do you?"

The voice in the memory and Xi Ling's voice gradually overlapped, and she roared almost hoarsely.

"You are as vicious as Ye Cike! I have raised you for nothing!"

Xi Ling suppressed her expression, frost had formed in her usually gentle eyes.

"Raise me?"

"You have never seen me as a daughter. In your eyes, I am just a doll that can be manipulated at will. I just repay what you have done to me. Why are you angry?"

Xi Ling let go of her hand and took the initiative to move forward, but forced the woman back several steps.

"Do you still dare to attack me now? Huh?"

The woman's lips trembled, and she didn't pay attention to her back at all. She slipped on her foot and fell to the ground with a "boom".

Seeing this, Xi Ling sneered: "You only dare to pick soft persimmons."

"Xi Ling!!"

A piercing hiss sounded, as if signaling the collapse of the woman.

Xi Ling looked indifferent, with her finger on her lips.

"Shh, don't let the neighbors hear it. If they also think you have mental problems, wouldn't it be even more difficult to explain?"

Like a goose being strangled by the neck, the woman calmed down instantly, but she was still gasping for breath, her face was pale, as if she would pass away in the next second.

Xi Ling didn't bother to care, and took out a pair of dancing shoes from her bag.

This pair of dancing shoes is very old and full of marks. It was something she brought out from home.It was the only old thing left with her.

Dancing has become an instinct, engraved in her life, she loves and hates it deeply.She tried to resist, but couldn't give up.

But if she dances for Ye Cike, she is willing.

Xi Ling bent down and gently put down the pair of dancing shoes: "I will never forgive you, but I forgive myself."

After the words fell, she turned and left without looking back.

It was already evening when the plane landed, and it started to rain in City B.

Xi Ling came out of the exclusive VIP channel, and began to consider whether she should call a taxi or call Ye Cike to pick it up.

But it didn't take long before he heard a familiar voice.

"Xi Xi, this way."

She followed the voice, only to find that Xiao Xiang was standing not far away, waving at her,

Xi Ling walked to Xiao Xiang's side, and heard her explain: "Ye Cike said it's raining, let me pick you up."

Xi Ling tilted her head, she clearly remembered that she hadn't told anyone about her itinerary.

Obviously, Ye Cike investigated his whereabouts.The "little lie" she told was exposed again.

But she didn't ask much, just sat in the car naturally, and said softly, "Thank you."

Then he started to look at the scenery through the car window, his expression quite focused.

Seeing that Xi Ling didn't say a word, Xiao Xiang thought she was angry.

After all, Ye Cike checked her whereabouts without saying hello.

Xiao Xiang dryly explained: "Ye Cike didn't intend to investigate your whereabouts, she just cared about you..."

Unexpectedly, Xi Ling nodded reservedly: "Of course, she loves me the most."

The tone was very proud, as if he wanted to put the dog food in his mouth directly.

Xiao Xiang: ...

Outside the car window is the misty street scene, and a small flower shop is particularly conspicuous because of the bright red roses in front of the door.

Like a bunch of fireworks.

Xi Ling suddenly said: "Just stop here, you tell Ye Cike, I will be back in half an hour."

Xiao Xiang hesitated for a moment, then turned the steering wheel to pull over, and handed over an umbrella thoughtfully: "It's still raining outside."

Xi Ling shook her head and rejected Xiao Xiang's kindness.

"No, go get busy."

When the car stopped, she stepped onto the curb and walked straight to the flower shop.

The flower shop is relatively small, and there is not enough space in the shop, so the shopkeeper puts a lot of fresh flowers outside.

Roses and carnations of various colors, fragrant lilies, and crystal drops of water hanging from the petals.

"Boss, here is a bouquet of roses."

The owner of the florist came out and picked out a dozen roses that were about to bloom, wrapped them neatly and handed them to Xi Ling.

I also asked one more question: "Is it a gift?"

Xi Ling's eyes were bent into crescent moons, and she replied generously: "Yes, take it back to coax my sweetheart."

She hugged her bosom full of roses, without an umbrella or shelter from the wind and rain, walking on the street with few pedestrians, letting the pattering rain wet her hair and soak her clothes.

Even when passing by a small puddle, he deliberately leaned over it, stepped on it when there was no one around, and the water droplets splashed on the calf and skirt, but the person pursed his lips and laughed.

Like a free kitten.

After being drenched in the rain all the way, the wet kitten finally arrived home.He was still shaking the water on his body in the porch before walking barefoot into the living room.

Xi Ling put the roses into the vase, and when she turned around, she saw Ye Cike lazily leaning against the bar.

She walked up and picked up a blanket as she passed the sofa.

Stretching out his hand, he wrapped Xi Ling tightly from top to bottom, and asked casually, "What's so happy about it?"

"I am home."

Xi Ling smiled brightly, even though the rain was still hanging on her face, strands of wet hair stuck to her skin.

No matter how embarrassed she was, she was genuinely happy, as if "arriving home" was such a great joy.

Ye Cike was stunned by this smile, and almost forgot what he wanted to do.

After reacting, he urged repeatedly: "Go take a shower and change clothes, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

Xi Ling raised her watery hand, and quickly pressed it on Ye Cike's clean clothes, leaving a paw print.

Particularly conspicuous.

Only then did she smile with satisfaction, and ran into the bathroom in a hurry.

Ye Cike followed helplessly, found a change of clothes for a careless cat, and sent them to the bathroom door.

A hand with strong knuckles knocked on the door lightly, and it actually opened a small crack—the door was not closed tightly.

"Xi Ling?"

There was no response from the door for a long time, Ye Cike was a little worried, so he simply pushed away.

Xi Ling stood in front of the mirror, and turned to look over after hearing the movement.

She hadn't changed out of the wet clothes on her body, she just untied the bow tie on the back.

With an abnormal flush on his face, he opened his mouth and let out a soft breath.

Her voice trembled: "Ye Cike... I seem to be approaching my fever period, are you going to throw me out?"

Ye Cike's heart skipped a beat, and he was at a loss for what to do.

Throwing this kind of words, of course, is a joke.How could she treat her omega like this.

After Xi Ling finished speaking, she lifted the skirt that was wet by the rain, revealing some snow-white and slender thighs. When she raised her eyes, her eyes were full of passion.

Then he took a step forward, and unsurprisingly, because his legs were weak and unable to control his balance, he staggered suddenly.

Fortunately, Ye Cike responded in time and took her into his arms.

She raised her face and looked at people with a pair of watery and innocent eyes.

She also acted aggrievedly: "I just gave you a birthday present the day before yesterday, and I brought you beautiful roses today, so just give me some grace~ Don't throw me out."

When he said this, his hands were still hooked on Ye Cike's neck, and the wet cloth was also pressed against her, soaking through a large piece of clothes.

She whispered Ru Lan in her ear: "You can lock me up, but I'm soaked, won't you come and help me?"

Ye Cike stared, this cat was expressing its lingering love the day before yesterday, and now it is boldly flirting with it.

Kitten is best at seducing people, and she seems to have overestimated her own self-control.

After a long period of consumption, her self-control has been depleted.

She could accurately distinguish Xi Ling's scent from various scents, and it was accompanied by an uncontrollable heartbeat.

Because of the 98% matching pheromones, her susceptible period will gradually synchronize with Xi Ling's febrile period.

Her body is preparing to catch the omega, and she doesn't need to be too serious to see the drops of water falling from Xi Ling's body, and every inch of her white and flawless skin where the drops of water flowed.

The person in the arms is like a ripe fruit, exuding a sweet smell, tempting to pick it.

The words he sent to Qin Cunxue earlier flashed across Ye Cike's mind——

[Mark if you are not married, is that still a human being? ]

She should stick to the bottom line, but she hugged Xi Ling tightly with her hands, and the aroma of watermelon soda quickly permeated, occupying the entire bathroom.

Ye Cike completely gave up resistance and let himself sink into the surging emotion that came during the susceptible period.

She suddenly didn't want to be human anymore.

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Xi Ling's Diary

rainy day

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