private marriage

Ling Nuanqing was crying until she couldn't make a sound, Yuan Ying was standing in front of her, her face didn't change at all.

She is no longer the cold face in the photo, "Mom, are you really back?"

"Yeah, I'll come back to see you, but mom will be leaving soon."

"Can you not leave?"

Ling Nuanqing was crying, her voice full of pleading. "Mom, why don't you stay? I'll take you to meet Lingling and Yanyan, you haven't seen them before."

"An'an, my baby girl, don't cry."

Yuan Ying's voice is very similar to her own, but it can't achieve the same effect, but it is enough to achieve a comfort.

Ling Nuanqing looked at her biological mother standing in front of her alive, but she felt a clear pain in her heart.

"Mom, Zhuzi is getting married, I... I'm getting married soon, but I think that I will stand alone on the stage, I'm afraid, I really can't bear it..."

Ling Shaocheng listened to every word she said, although his heart ached, he was helpless.

This sense of powerlessness weighed heavily on his heart.

"Fool, mom isn't here, isn't there someone who will accompany you down?"

Ling Nuanqing's throat was sour, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"An'an, what are you talking about?"

"I've been thinking, if you can't find me, will you be fine? I still have a mother in this world, and I would rather never see you for the rest of my life. Mom, I'm sorry..."

Yuan Ying smiled softly and said she was stupid, "But I want to see my daughter, I am so happy to see her happy now, An An, mom is doing well, really."

Ling Nuanqing had an obsession in her heart, she felt that Yuan Ying had suffered all her life in order to find her, and in the end she would not end well.

"Mom, I want to take you home, okay?"

She stretched out her hands to hug Yuan Ying tightly, Ling Shaocheng walked up to her and hugged her in his arms.

"Nuan Nuan, it's ok."

"Mom, I really miss you so much. I always said that it would be nice if I could see you, even if I could say a word to you, but now I know that these are not enough. I want you to accompany me by my side. Mother--"

Ling Shaocheng hugged her tightly, Yuan Ying shook her head.

"An'an, live a good life, love well and enjoy being loved well. Don't think about your mother. Only when you see you are happy can your mother feel at ease."

"don't want--"

Ling Shaocheng wanted to take off the instruments worn on Ling Nuanqing's eyes, but she pressed them hard with both hands.

She knew that once she took it off, her mother would disappear.

She struggled in Ling Shaocheng's arms, "No, let me say a few more words, please? I promise not to make trouble."

Ling Shaocheng loosened his fingers, and Ling Nuanqing stopped crying, no matter how much reluctance she felt in her heart, she could only force herself to pull away.

"Mom, don't worry about me, I'm fine now."

"Ling Shaocheng...he's divorced."

It was very difficult for Ling Nuanqing to say these words. In Ling Shaocheng's eyes, his transactional marriage has always been negligible.But the harm it brought to Ling Nuanqing is hard to heal up to now, right?
"Mom, let me be your daughter in the next life. Can you find me a good father? Let's not separate. You have to grow up with me. Give me a chance to grow old with you..."

In the end, Ling Nuanqing took off the instrument by herself.

She covered her face in front of Ling Shaocheng, and after a while, she stopped crying and looked at him with red and swollen eyes.

"We go home."

"it is good."

Ling Nuanqing hugged the man in front of her tightly, feeling the pain of being torn apart, but also a sense of relief.

When the two walked out, the car stopped on the side of the road, and Ming Yue opened the door and was about to get out.

Ling Nuanqing didn't get into the car immediately, but walked along the side of the road. Ling Shaocheng followed silently. After the two walked for a while, Ling Nuanqing stopped. "Go eat, I'm hungry."

One should live a good life, even if it is extremely difficult sometimes, even if sometimes you need to take off your shoes and step on the tip of the knife, but as long as it is the way forward, it will not be a dead end.

There is a snack city nearby. Ling Shaocheng originally wanted to find a hotel, but Ling Nuanqing was going to be very hungry, so she didn't take that much into account, and dragged him in and ordered two bowls of rice noodles.

Ling Shaocheng sat in front of the table and wiped the chopsticks in his hand with a paper towel over and over again.

The waiter brought up the rice noodles. Ling Nuanqing's nose was still blocked. She took a deep breath and could smell the stewed beef brisket.

"Ok?"

Ling Shaocheng wished he could wash it twice, Ling Nuanqing reached out and grabbed the chopsticks, "I'm starving to death."

"I'm looking here, no..."

Before he could say clean, Ling Nuanqing picked up the rice noodles with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth.

"The environment here is good. The place where I lived with Zhuzhu was called dirty and messy. The chopsticks in the stall downstairs were never put in the disinfection cabinet."

Ling Shaocheng used his chopsticks to wash again in the water cup, "How useful do you think the disinfection cabinet here is?"

"Blindly fastidious."

Sitting next to them were two young girls who had just finished ordering and were chatting on their mobile phones.

"Recently, there are too many melons in the entertainment industry, and they can all eat me up."

"That's right, has your house collapsed? If there is a sudden official announcement one day, Weibo will be blown up and paralyzed."

Ling Nuanqing couldn't help but look up. The girl who answered the conversation was dressed fashionable, with big and round eyes. "Oh my god, Weibo is trending again."

"What happened again?"

"Someone broke the news that the first-line actress surnamed H has already been secretly married to the benefactor behind her, and they have two children!"

Ling Shaocheng saw that Ling Nuanqing was listening enthusiastically, and urged her, "Eat quickly."

Hurry up and leave here after eating, the surrounding air is greasy, he is not used to it.

"The gold master again? Who is it?"

"Say it's Ling Shaocheng."

"Who is Ling Shaocheng?"

As soon as the righteous master heard the name, he couldn't help but cast a gloomy and cold gaze.

"You can see that what is said above is well-founded. It's almost impossible to be wrong. It is said that Ling Shaocheng is very powerful and rich. He gave the actress the resources of several dramas. My God, he is also crazy."

Ling Nuanqing tightened her hand holding the chopsticks, afraid that the last few words would irritate the man opposite.

"Mentally abnormal? That female star is very beautiful, what are you trying to figure out about him?"

"Tu can give her resources, Tu he is old, let me tell you, this benefactor is probably fat and big ears and bald, you have to know a word, flies don't bite seamless eggs, some scandals are true of."

Who cares if it's hype?
In short, the popularity of this H actress has risen, and the word Ling Shaocheng's neuropathy has been listed on the hot search for two days, which is higher than the popularity brought by her going out to sing two songs.

Ling Nuanqing knew that this kind of scandal was absurd, but she couldn't stand someone wanting to be more popular.

People nowadays have no bottom line, as long as they can bring up discussions, they don't care about the good or the bad.

Ling Shaocheng heard that the two girls were still discussing vigorously, so he opened his mouth and said, "Is the Ling Shaocheng you are talking about as good-looking as I am?"