private marriage

Ling Nuanqing slammed into Ye Shengjing, and he grabbed her easily.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Ling."

Ling Shaocheng had deep meaning hidden in his eyes, "I won't bother you two anymore."

He turned to leave, Ling Nuanqing looked up at Ye Shengjing, the door next to her was closed, she didn't leave immediately, but walked into the suite.

Ye Shengjing closed the door casually, looking foolish, "Don't worry, there are no women inside."

"Young Master Ye is quite elegant. He opened such a big room by himself."

"Aren't you here?"

Ye Shengjing stood behind Ling Nuanqing and opened his arms to hug her, but Ling Nuanqing avoided and turned to meet his gaze. "Is Young Master Ye playing monitor?"

His face froze for a moment, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"How can there be such a coincidence, it's fine if the two rooms are next to each other, but Young Master Ye is also in the hotel at this time."

Ye Shengjing walked to the bedside table and leaned against it lightly, "Nuan Nuan, don't think too badly of me."

"You have achieved your goal. After weighing it over and over again, do you feel that he should be awake so that he can be completely defeated?"

Ye Shengjing shook his head and took out a cigarette from his pocket. His expression was secretive, and with a flick of the lighter, he raised his eyes and stared at Ling Nuanqing.

"Nuannuan, do you think you are doing well now? You know Ling Shaocheng's temperament best. You have betrayed him and even plotted against him regardless of the consequences. Can he let you go?"

Of course not, after the wound on Ling Nuanqing's body was treated, it started to itch, and the pain was mixed with itching, like ants gnawing at her whole body.

Ye Shengjing pressed his fingers on his ears, and the noise just now irritated his eardrums, which still hurts even now.

"You said I monitored, yes, I admit it, then do you think he knows about it? If he is really crazy, how can he still act with you?"

Ling Nuanqing sneered, "But I didn't know it just now, I'm not acting."

"Warm..."

Ling Nuanqing took a deep breath, "Young Master Ye, let me go, I have done everything I should do, the next thing is beyond my ability."

She walked quickly to the door, opened the door and went out, Ming Yue was still guarding the next door, and when she saw her pass by, she stared at her twice.

Ling Nuanqing soon heard a few footsteps behind her, and Ling Shaocheng was about to leave, and the two came to the elevator one after the other.

She quickly pressed the down button, and the elevator just stopped. She got in quickly, turned around and pressed the first floor, and then pressed her finger to the close button.

The door slowly closed, an arm suddenly stretched in, and the elevator door was sensed and opened again.

Ming Yue looked at her angrily, "Is this elevator yours?"

Ling Nuanqing didn't speak, and shrank into the farthest corner. Ling Shaocheng's tall figure walked in, almost occupying half of the elevator by himself.

"Mr. Ling, the miss and the young master haven't gone to school these days. The kindergarten teacher called and said they would visit home."

"When?"

"I want to ask if you are free tomorrow?"

Ling Nuanqing pricked up her ears to listen, and Ling Shaocheng completely regarded her as non-existent, "Just tell the teacher that the two children are fine at home, and the tutor comes to the door every day."

"Miss has had a severe cough these two days."

"It doesn't work like this, arrange a specialist outpatient clinic, or go there..."

After hearing the words, Ling Nuanqing interjected weakly. "Yanyan doesn't like taking medicine, so you have to stare at her to swallow it, or she will spit it out when you turn around."

The elevator stopped on the next floor, there were a lot of voices outside, and there was still a lot of luggage on the ground.

Seeing that the door opened, a middle-aged man put a large bag of things at the door and blocked it first, "Sorry for the delay."

The other two people waiting for the elevator gathered together and were talking, "Have you seen Mr. Ling in the news? It is said that he has first-class appearance."

"First-class is first-class, but he is a fool."

"Nonsense, there is a difference between a lunatic and a fool."

Ling Shaocheng's face twitched twice, he turned his back to the people outside, they squeezed in, and Ming Yue had to stand in the corner.

Ling Shaocheng was bumped by someone behind him, he stepped forward and stepped on Ling Nuanqing's shoes.

Ling Nuanqing looked down, and wanted to retract her foot, Ling Shaocheng obviously noticed it too, but she just didn't let go.

"You stepped on me."

Ling Shaocheng didn't speak or respond.

"Please hold your feet high."

These two words of hers could not cause any stormy waves in the elevator.

Ling Nuanqing felt pain in her feet, Mingyue saw it too, and smiled at her, taking pleasure in other's misfortune.

Ling Nuanqing leaned out from Ling Shaocheng's body, "You two beauties, who were you discussing just now?"

A woman standing in front turned her head, "Did you ask me?"

"Yes."

"Who else is there, Mr. Ling who is on the news every day."

"His name is Ling Shaocheng, right?"

Ling Shaocheng's eyes dropped, and he slashed at her face with a bit of gloom.

"Yes, yes, you are famous."

"I just heard you say... he is a fool?"

"Oh, isn't it stupid to be crazy?"

Ling Shaocheng raised his hand to hold the cloth on Ling Nuanqing's shoulders, and carried her back to his body. He exerted light force on his feet, and Ling Nuanqing's face paled from the pain.

The man outside finally finished moving all his things, but the elevator was only so big that he could only force his way inside.

Ling Shaocheng pressed forward, and Ling Nuanqing pressed against the elevator mirror, and his entire foot was stepped on by him.

She hissed and said in an unhappy tone, "Let your feet loose!"

He doesn't move.

It was awkward for Ling Nuanqing to be squeezed in the corner, forget it, bear with it, it won't be so painful that she wants to jump.

"If Yan Yan coughs, you have to be careful, she has asthma, but she is more listening to what Ting Ting said, you can let him watch about taking medicine..."

Ling Shaocheng said coldly, "Shut up, I don't need you to be fake here."

Ling Nuanqing couldn't feel better when she heard this, "My own child, I'm just telling you what I know."

"But you are not worthy."

The fire in Ling Nuanqing's stomach surged up, and even her teeth were chattering.

She kept her mouth shut and waited for the elevator to hurry to the bottom floor.

Seeing that she was being honest, Ling Shaocheng was unhappy again and rolled the soles of his feet twice.

Ling Nuanqing was so bullied that she retreated steadily, thinking that she could bear it no matter what.

She turned sideways again, "Mr. Ling, who you have discussed for so long, have you seen the deity?"

The two women turned to look at her, "Say it as if you've seen it before."

Ling Nuanqing pointed to the man in front of her. "This is it."

"You pull it down."

"I'm not lying, have you seen the photos?"

A woman poked Ling Shaocheng's shoulder, "Really? Turn around and show us."

Ming Yue scolded loudly. "What are you doing?"

"Don't be so stingy, just take a look."

As she said that, the woman moved forward to see Ling Shaocheng's face.

Ling Shaocheng glanced at Ling Nuanqing, cupped her cheeks with both hands, and pressed down his handsome face.