private marriage

"Wait." Ling Shaocheng called to her, and stepped forward with long legs, blocking her way, "When you see me, why are you hiding?"

"I didn't hide. It's cold outside. I'll go back to the house."

Ling Shaocheng took her back with his arms, "I'm going to have dinner at Grandpa's place tonight, you come with me."

"What am I going to do? To spoil his interest, maybe I will beat you up."

"The people who will always see each other often in the future are all family members."

When Ling Nuanqing heard this, she looked weird as if she had been bitten by a poisonous snake.

Ling Shaocheng stretched out his arms to hug her, "I insist on you, but he can't do anything about it, and there are still two children here, so I will discuss marriage with him tonight."

"Ling Shaocheng!" Hearing this, Ling Nuanqing couldn't hide the panic in her eyes. "What marriage?"

"Of course it's about me marrying you."

He's probably sick again.

Seeing her expression like this, Ling Shaocheng gradually turned cold. "What's the matter, you don't want to marry me? The children are all born, and they don't want to call others mother anymore."

"No..." Didn't he lock her up all the time and won't let her go?
"I even showed you the wedding dress, as well as the jewelry, including the wedding planning. After a while, we will get married."

Ling Nuanqing's face was extremely pale, this was something she had never thought about, but once Ling Shaocheng was included in the plan, he might tie her to the wedding if he wanted to.

At night, Ling Nuanqing refused to go, so Ling Shaocheng didn't go either.

The old man called, and Ling Shaocheng said that he was beaten to death last time, and his hidden illness would never recover, and Ling Nuanqing could hear the angry shouts on the other side.

She also secretly heard a vixen.

Who else could be scolding, it was her.

Inside the apartment.

Ruiyu tapped the keyboard quickly, and a series of characters flashed quickly on the screen. Ling Shaocheng stood by and watched, her hand speed became faster and faster, "No, I seem to have been discovered."

Ye Shengjing probably noticed it a long time ago, and now it's head-on.

Ling Shaocheng frowned, "This kind of thing is not difficult for you, I just want to monitor Ling Nuanqing."

The sound of typing on the keyboard was crisp and loud, and a video suddenly popped up, appearing on the top left of the computer.

The video was playing, Ling Shaocheng looked closely and saw Fan Xiaozhu's face.

Ruiyu's fingers paused lightly, and she raised her head to look at the man beside her, "The other party's intention is very clear. If we continue, this video will be released publicly. Mr. Ling, do you want to continue?"

"Since he found you, why didn't he stop him?"

"It's too late for them, unless I quit automatically."

Ming Yue was also standing beside him. Not only did the picture of Fan Xiaozhu being bullied in the box appear on the computer, but even the voice was clear.

Ling Shaocheng looked away, his expression was indifferent, and his tone was even more stern, "That is to say, as long as you continue, you can get back what I want, right?"

"Yes." Ruiyu firmly put her finger on the sky above one of the keys, "Do you want to continue?"

"continue."

The wind outside the window was bitter, whistling against the airtight glass window, and the man's voice was highlighted with a bit of cruelty.

Ling Shaocheng didn't even have time to hesitate, this man was always cold and decisive.

One side of the computer is playing Fan Xiaozhu's video, which cannot be turned off. Ruiyu has no time to crack and solve it. On the other side, all surveillance videos about Ling Nuanqing are being destroyed.

"Mr. Ling, don't worry, everything has been brought back, and it is impossible to keep the deposit."

"Mingyue," Ling Shaocheng called his assistant to the side, "keep an eye on the major video sites, and also say hello to the media, Fan Xiaozhu's video can be suppressed as much as possible, it's best not to be exposed."

"Yes."

The progress bar was gradually elongating, and all the data in the computer indicated that they were about to be destroyed. Ling Shaocheng didn't dare to slack off until he saw the words 100% completed on the screen, and his mind settled down.

On the way back, Ming Yue kept staring at the phone, but his expression became more and more serious.

He turned around and looked at the man sitting behind, "Mr. Ling, that video was sent to a group, and it was sent to different people's mobile phones. Ye Shengjing is really vicious."

"That was also sent by him," Ling Shaocheng raised his eyes lightly, "what does it have to do with me?"

Mingyue's throat rolled down slightly. "Of course it has nothing to do with you."

Ling Shaocheng felt that the car was very stuffy, and the suffocation was extremely urgent, "Don't let Fan Xiaozhu and Yu Chang's calls come in, and I don't want her to see them again."

"Yes."

Ling Nuanqing stayed at Siji Yunding and couldn't go out for a single step. As long as she didn't know what was going on outside, she wouldn't think wildly.

On this day, when Ling Shaocheng came home, the two children had just come back and were arguing to go to the hut to find Ling Nuanqing.

Ling Shaocheng took them there, Ling Nuanqing was still working, and she hurriedly put down the paintbrush in her hand when she heard the noise.

"Mom, let me tell you a big thing, a big thing."

"what's up?"

Yan Yan stepped forward and hugged her leg, "Next Monday, the teacher asked us to hand in a family portrait. If my brother and I can't do it, then we will be fined to stand."

"The teacher said he was going to be punished?"

"That's not it, what I said was so serious..."

When Ling Shaocheng heard the words, he raised the words above his head. "Dad is off tomorrow, and I'll take you out to take pictures."

"really?"

Lingling walked up to Ling Nuanqing and took her hand silently.

"Father hasn't taken a picture of you yet." Ling Shaocheng has missed them for so many years, and they haven't taken their hundred-day photo, nor their birthday photo, and even the group photo of Lingling and Yanyan has been torn up.

"I want to wear a princess dress, a tutu dress, Dad, can I wear makeup?"

"Okay, all right."

Ling Nuanqing didn't want to spoil the fun, but since he wanted a photo of the whole family, he just asked the photographer to take a photo.

When I came to the photo studio the next day, Ling Nuanqing didn't see a single guest except their family.

Ling Shaocheng booked the venue in advance, and Mingyue asked people to bring in piles of clothes, the scene was really exaggerated.

The two children were so happy that they went to pick out their favorite clothes.

The employees in the store helped to hang up all the clothes, and one of them walked towards Ling Nuanqing, "You can choose a set first."

"I don't shoot."

Hearing this, Ling Shaocheng walked over and put his arms around Ling Nuanqing's shoulders, and said to the clerk. "You go to other things first."

"it is good."

He took a tube top dress and compared it in front of Ling Nuanqing. "It's all taken according to your size, there shouldn't be any mistakes."

"Do I want to shoot too?"

"of course."

Ling Nuanqing didn't compete with him either. The two children changed into their dresses and were very happy. She couldn't do such a thing as pouring cold water.

She changed her clothes and came out, and put on her own coat, "I don't want to do my hair, it's too much trouble, can I just do it?"

"Yes." Ling Shaocheng pulled out the chair for her to sit on.

Ling Nuanqing thought that he was looking for a makeup artist, but the man took the comb by himself, "I'll help you."

Ling Nuanqing's mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, Ling Shaocheng's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up.