Did the female supporting role get rich today [Quick Transmigration]

Now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, it is difficult for Ye Xichen to explain it to Ling's mother.

Probably can't explain it.

For some reason, Ling's mother seemed to believe that Ye Xichen was the poor little girl who was forced by Ling Qinghe to lose weight, and it seemed that she wanted to "rescue" Ye Xichen from the fire.

Ye Xichen looked at the full food in the bowl, could only turn pity into appetite, and concentrated on eating.

but……

The more she thought about it, the more strange Ye Xichen felt.

Qing He usually speaks with care like gold, and can finish a sentence without saying a few words. Why did he suddenly explain so much to Ling's mother today...

"You're cheating!" Ye Xichen gave Ling Qinghe a look, and moved his feet under the table.

Ling Qinghe understood the meaning in her eyes, but he didn't care about it on his face, and filled her with two spoonfuls of soup.

"Be obedient, you are really too thin recently, you should eat more." It was an admission that she deliberately brought out Ling's mother as a rescuer.

As for who stepped on him under the table, Ling Qinghe didn't care even more. Anyway, judging from the strength, a certain person dared not speak up and didn't even have the strength to step on someone...

Lunch ended in this "harmonious" atmosphere.

Probably because she realized that Ye Xichen had suffered too much "wrongedness", Ling's mother insisted on dragging her to go shopping, shopping for her along the way.

In the store, Ye Xichen picked up a white long-sleeved shirt and looked left and right.

"Choose for Qinghe?" Mother Ling said with a smile.

"Well, does this look good to you?"

"It looks good! You picked it, Qinghe dare say it's not good-looking!"

Seeing that the relationship between the two young people was as good as ever, Mother Ling couldn't hide the smile on her face, and she was still in the mood to joke with Ye Xichen.

"However, last time I saw Qinghe wearing this one? Was that one washed?"

"Cough..." Ye Xichen almost choked, "Well, I accidentally washed it for too long, so I bought another one."

"Since Qinghe likes it, let's buy a few more."

"Fortunately, Mama Ling doesn't know why the shirt is broken..." Ye Xichen breathed out inwardly, remembering the scene when they were having a wild fight after she put on Qinghe's shirt on a whim, the temperature on her face also rose.

At the counter, Ling's mother had asked the clerk to take several pieces of the same style.

"Five pieces are enough. Anyway, I don't think she's picky about what she wears. She only has a few styles."

"Enough is enough." Ye Xichen tried to make her voice sound normal.

After swiping the card, Ling's mother looked at her suspiciously.

"Chenchen, is it too hot? Why is your face so red?"

"...Maybe I've been shopping for too long, it's a bit hot."

"I just went shopping for two hours..." Ling's mother looked at her worriedly, and then looked at her back and forth with a look of "thin people are really so weak".

Ye Xichen had no way to explain it, so she could only assure Mother Ling that she was not sick, and then followed her to continue the big business.

As Ling's mother said, Ling Qinghe's dressing taste has not changed for decades. They are all basic colors and basic styles, and most of them are long clothes and trousers.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Ling's mother didn't bother to dress up her daughter. Instead, she would pull Ye Xichen up from time to time, treating her like another caring little padded jacket.

When it was time for a walk after dinner, Mother Ling was still feeling emotional.

"It's good to have an extra daughter, and I have someone to accompany me when I go shopping and drink tea."

"Isn't it just that I went fishing with Lao Liu and the others last week, and didn't accompany you to buy bags..." Ling's father muttered in a low voice.

"Yes, in your eyes, only work and fishing are important things."

Mother Ling snorted coldly, and walked ahead without looking back.

Ling's father, who was one step behind, shook his head with his hands behind his back, looking like Ling's mother was unreasonable.

"The latest models of yours, apart from the different sizes, I don't see any difference. Some of them even have the same color..."

Although he complained like this, Ling's father took even bigger steps until he caught up with Ling's mother and walked side by side with her.

Ye Xichen walked behind them, shaking Ling Qinghe's hand.

"Uncles and aunts have such a good relationship!" Close to Ling Qinghe, she gossiped in a low voice.

"Ah."

Young couples and old companions, Ling's mother and Ling's father's way of getting along, I don't know how many others I will envy.

Ling Qinghe smiled lightly.

Ye Xichen's point of gossip has already moved elsewhere, "Speaking of which, Uncle and you both like fishing..." This casual similarity makes Ling Qinghe seem to be Papa Ling's daughter.

"You like it too."

"I'm different. My purpose of fishing is very simple. It's just to eat. I'm not as elegant as you." Every time Ling Qinghe fishes, her expression is extremely serious. People who don't know think that what she catches is not fish, but the common people in the world. .

"Is it just for eating? How do I remember that someone even opened a shop?" Ling Qinghe teased.

"Wouldn't it be endless to eat... Who told you to stay in the refining room for several months."

Speaking of which, although those things have passed for a long time, once recalled, the memories of both of them are so vivid.

Ling Qinghe chuckled again, "I like making money, but you are more like Dad's daughter."

Ye Xichen snorted arrogantly, "I make money, I am proud, the development of the world economy depends on people like me and uncle."

"That's right, little money fan."

Ling Qinghe teased her a few words, and listened to her talking about the results of shopping in the afternoon, talking endlessly.

She simply squatted down and walked slowly with Ye Xichen on her back.

"It's all your fault, my aunt almost found out." Speaking of buying the shirt, Ye Xichen complained in her ear.

"You wear the clothes, how can you blame me?" Ling Qinghe's tone was smiling, clearly teasing her.

"I wore it, but you broke it!"

"If you don't wear it, how can I break it?"

"...You're playing tricks again." Ye Xichen felt that her skin was getting thinner and thinner, but Ling Qinghe's was getting thicker and thicker. The ability to tell nonsense with her eyes open now comes with her mouth.

Ling Qinghe turned his head, and she kissed her heavily on the arm in front of her.

"What do you mean 'playing tricks again'? I remember that the person who played tricks last time didn't seem to be me."

Speaking of this, Ye Xichen knew she was in the wrong, she was the one who cheated last time.

However, now is the time to crusade against Ling Qinghe, of course the momentum cannot be lost!So Ye Xichen pretended he didn't hear the last sentence, and gritted his teeth on the neck of the crusade target.

Ling Qinghe let her do whatever he wanted, with a tone of three parts teasing and seven parts pampering.

"What do you call this practice, do you know?"

Ye Xichen spoke uprightly, "I'm called impartial law enforcement!"

"I became angry from embarrassment."

Ling Qinghe said four words with a muffled smile, and was bitten on the neck again.

……

Back in the house, Mother Ling handed the toilet water to Ling Qinghe, and pointed to her neck as a gesture.

"Hurry up and wipe it off! There are so many mosquitoes in summer."

"Auntie, go and rest, I'll help clean and wipe."

"Okay, let's go to bed first, and you all go to bed early."

"Well, good night, uncle and aunt."

After putting the toilet water back in place, Ling Qinghe realized that Ye Xichen's face was extremely red.

"Drinking too much blood, the mosquito also blushed?" Ling Qinghe patted her head.

"You are the mosquito!"

Ye Xichen didn't want to talk to her, but her voice was not so confident, so she could only go upstairs.

"I've been teased..." Ling Qinghe touched her nose and chased after her to coax her.

Seeing her walking towards the bathroom door, Ling Qinghe handed her a piece of clothing, "Be good, don't bring your mobile phone in."

Ye Xichen pursed her lips, and put down the mobile phone that had been wrapped in a waterproof bag.

After taking a shower and putting on her clothes, the blood that she had finally calmed down surged up again—one of the shirts she bought this afternoon had already been washed and dried by Ling Qinghe, and when she wasn't paying attention, Handed it to her.

She fastened every button neatly, thought for a while, and then unbuttoned the top button...

Repeated this several times, Ye Xichen patted his face with his hands, and finally fastened all the buttons.

5 minute later.

Ye Xichen was out of breath, "You're lying...you agreed not to do it today..."

"Well, I'm cheating again."

Answer her together, and Ling Qinghe's kiss...