Chapter 8

Ling Moxue went downstairs and found that her son had plugged in the rice cooker and cooked fragrant rice porridge.

She fried a few poached eggs by hand, took out a ready-made bag of sauerkraut and peanuts and poured them on the plate, which was a simple hometown breakfast.

"Mummy, you are so skinny now, can you stop having porridge for breakfast?" The three of them sat down, and Ling Qiyue, who loved to chatter, spoke again.

Ling Qiyang stared at her intently, his sharp eyes were too far behind his age.

"Sauerkraut, if you want meat buns, just say so."

Ling Qiyue blushed, rolled her eyes at him, and muttered with a spoon in her mouth, "You are the worst, rice cracker!"

"You're scolding me." Ling Qiyang understood her eyes again.

Ling Qiyue was so angry that she had to close her eyes, scooped up the porridge and stuffed it into her mouth...the terrible crust!

"Hehe..." Ling Moxue on the side laughed out of habit.

The children are getting older, and every time they see them bickering, Ling Moxue doesn't interfere too much, but finds it very interesting.

It has always been Ling Moxue's educational philosophy to give them freedom, let them develop their personalities naturally, and give them correct guidance in a timely manner.

After breakfast, Ling Qiyue took her mother to the matchmaker's club.

Ling Moxue had no choice but to pick up her bag and smiled at her, "Okay, Mommy will go with you to see the excitement."

"Oh yeah!" Ling Qiyue walked around happily, then ran to the sofa and picked up Ling Qiyang who was playing with her mobile phone, "Guokuo, let's go."

After getting on the subway, Ling Moxue received a call from Xu Zhihui, "Hey, did you think of anything I told you last night?"

Ling Moxue rubbed her forehead, turned her head to look at the children beside her, smiled faintly, "Forgot."

When I got home, my ears were filled with my daughter's nagging, and then Yang Jianchen's voice and smile kept appearing in my mind, so what Xu Zhihui said about the president's grandson was really thrown to Java.

Xu Zhihui added: "He really looks like your rice cracker, and he is also the CEO of TK Group."

Ling Moxue's heart trembled inexplicably, the man she bumped into last night was Gu Mingxuan?

Before joining TK Jewelry Company, she knew the basic situation of the company and had seen the name of the president on the company's website.

But she didn't check his information. For a person who is eager to find a job, looking at the recruitment requirements is more important than looking at the leader's face.

"Zhihui, I can help you find three people who are similar to you in this world, do you believe it?"

"I believe this, but is there such a possibility? For example, Jack didn't die, but suddenly came back to life...Hey, hey! Did you hear that?"

Ling Moxue felt a little ridiculous, but couldn't help being sad, "Zhihui, Jack is really dead, can we not mention him?"

She hung up the phone and lowered her head, showing a hint of sadness inadvertently.

Ling Qiyue, who had been watching her all the time, rolled her eyeballs strangely, stretched out her little hand, and she gently took Ling Moxue's arm.

The daughter is smart and caring, Ling Moxue discovered it two years ago, she felt warm in her heart, lowered her head, and a warm kiss landed on the top of her daughter's head...

It is not extravagant to ask for anything, it is enough to raise Jack's two children in this life, and if he knows it, he will die in peace.

After getting out of the subway, Ling Moxue changed her mind. She said to Bao Bao: "Mommy doesn't want to go to the matchmaker's club anymore. How about taking you to the Children's Paradise?"

The Ling Qiyang brothers and sisters looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and said in unison: "Respect Mommy."