private marriage

"You, Mr. Yue Ling, are here to talk about things, don't you just want him to watch you play prestige here?" After all, even the assistant couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and said something to make Ling Nuanqing's siege.

"I thought this was the woman Mr. Ling brought on the cruise ship, and I was afraid that Mr. Ling would suffer a loss if he couldn't guard against it..."

Ming Yue interrupted the man coldly, "You don't need to worry about such things, just take care of yourself."

Ling Shaocheng sneered to himself, "I see what you mean, you broke on her, do you want me to take full responsibility for it?"

"Don't dare, Mr. Ling is joking."

"Can I get up by myself?" Ling Shaocheng looked past him and landed on Ling Nuanqing.

She nodded. Her whole body was sore and swollen. Ling Nuanqing was just about to get up when she was kicked in the shoulder by the middle-aged man. "Ugly people do evil a lot. Who told you to get up?"

Ling Nuanqing was kicked out again like a sandbag, and fell to the ground with a bang. The gloom in Ling Shaocheng's eyes melted away, and Mingyue walked a few steps over. "Mr. Ling asked her to get up, didn't you hear?"

"This woman is cunning..."

"You won't even give Mr. Ling face?"

How could a man dare, but he still threatened Ling Nuanqing unwillingly, "If a photo is revealed, I will take your skin off."

Ling Shaocheng waved his hands at Ling Nuanqing impatiently. "Go outside and wait for me."

She hugged her arms tightly and touched her elbow, which was kicked several times by the man, and it was probably swollen.

Ling Nuanqing walked out of the box and leaned against the wall at the door. She counted the injuries one by one, and then pressed on her body several times. It was all right, at least there was no muscle injury.

She didn't want to wait for Ling Shaocheng here, it was much more dangerous to face him than that Mr. Zhu.

The assistant opened the door of the box, Ling Shaocheng went outside, but there was no one at the door, he raised his eyes and saw Ling Nuanqing was about to sneak away.

He wanted to stop her, but still didn't know her name.

"Hello!" The assistant spoke first, "Stop."

When Ling Nuanqing heard the voice, she hurriedly turned around, and Ling Shaocheng walked to her side, staring down at the mask on her face. "Where are you going?"

"I want to go to the bathroom."

Ling Shaocheng brushed her shoulder and moved forward, Ling Nuanqing was a little unpredictable, this means she can go, right?

Seeing her standing still, the assistant urged her. "Still leaving? Do you still want to be beaten to death?"

Ling Nuanqing followed the two of them out of the Wuyou Clubhouse. At night, the neon lights were colorful and lonely, and the lights fell on her feet. She looked around from time to time, afraid that there might be Ni Lei's minions hiding here. What should I do if I hit a hemiplegia?
"Mr. Ling, you don't have to be so polite, I'll just go back by myself."

Ling Shaocheng glanced at her, "You look like a ghost, are you going to the hospital?"

"No, no, skin trauma." Ling Nuanqing was afraid of recruiting Ni Lei again, "Just go back and apply some medicinal wine."

She stretched out her hand to stop the car, but the assistant looked at Ling Shaocheng's expression, as if he had no intention of letting her go.

"Mr. Ling hasn't said he wants to release him yet."

Ling Nuanqing's arm fell back, "It's so late, Mr. Ling should go back to the hotel and have a good rest."

I don't know when it started to rain outside. Although it wasn't heavy, the raindrops were fine. If I stood like this all the time, I would definitely end up completely drenched.

"Mr. Ling?" Seeing that the man was silent, Ming Yue opened the door of the rear seat first.

"I want to go."

What the hell, it's late at night, and it's still raining, isn't it nice to sit in a spacious luxury car?
Ming Yue heard that, went over and took out a black umbrella from the trunk, opened it and handed it to Ling Shaocheng.

"Walk."

Ling Nuanqing had a question mark on her face, could this be directed at her?
Ming Yue winked at her and motioned her to follow, but he didn't even give her an umbrella. Ling Nuanqing couldn't get under Ling Shaocheng's umbrella, right?

She followed Ling Shaocheng, the assistant got into the car, and the car and bodyguards followed behind them.

They all have shelters, but she is the only one who is cold and freezing. She just wants to go home and ask Fan Xiaozhu to bring out a hot pot, and the whole family sits around there to boil some food and drink some wine.

Ling Shaocheng was too busy before, even though he gave Ling Nuanqing all the spare time, he still felt that it was not enough.

Time was stolen like this, and for five whole years, he ate, slept, and walked in rainy days by himself.

Ling Nuanqing's body was soon covered with moisture, so that it wouldn't stick tightly to her body, but it was uncomfortable.

She sneezed from the cold, her voice was soft and hoarse, Ling Shaocheng paused, "Come here."

Ling Nuanqing walked up to him, and the man moved the umbrella over her head, this action startled her, Ling Shaocheng never took the initiative to approach people.

"Mr. Ling just needs to let me go home now. I'm flattered that you hold the umbrella for me."

Ling Shaocheng didn't touch her, his arms were raised, and the rain could no longer fall on her head.

The two stood too close, and Ling Nuanqing didn't dare to look into his eyes. After all, they had lived together for so many years and couldn't bear the test of looking at each other.

"Walk."

"Can I go?"

Seeing that she was about to run out from under the umbrella, Ling Shaocheng raised his hand to grab Ling Nuanqing's collar, squeezed a small pinch, and dragged her back to his side.

"Come with me."

"Where is Mr. Ling going?"

How did Ling Shaocheng know, he was not familiar with this place, "Follow you."

"I don't know the way."

"Aren't you from here?"

Ling Nuanqing didn't dare to speak too much, even though she had lived in this city for a long time, she usually didn't dare to come out at all.

Ling Shaocheng stepped on the bluestone road, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians. The two of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

"Find something to say." Ling Shaocheng said in an orderly tone.

Ling Nuanqing's throat rolled down, "Mr. Ling, isn't he afraid of meeting acquaintances here? What if someone sees you walking with me, isn't it?"

"I never mind other people's eyes."

This is true, Ling Shaocheng is used to wantonness, his eyes fell on the top of Ling Nuanqing's head, and he raised his hand to compare his height with himself, it seems that he is similar to Ling Nuanqing.

He put his palm on Ling Nuanqing's head, she stopped abruptly, Ling Shaocheng also realized that this move was inappropriate, he really disliked her from the bottom of his heart.

Ling Shaocheng withdrew his hand, but Ling Nuanqing's scalp was numb this time. This was what he used to do to her. She clenched her palms, "I, I didn't wash my hair today."

"How much money can you get a month when you stay in the luxurious life?"

Ling Nuanqing vaguely smelled something bad, "It's a lot of money."

"I'll take you to plastic surgery, heal your face, so that you don't have to wear a mask in the future, when the time comes...you stay by my side."

Ling Nuanqing felt a thunderbolt flash above her head, which made her dizzy.