Chapter 242

Ling Moxue smiled slightly after hearing this, looked at Ling Jingchen meaningfully, and didn't say much.

"Hey!" Gu Xinyan noticed that Ling Jingchen had led a tall woman into the banquet hall, and she was so affectionate with Ling Moxue, so she immediately said to several ladies, "Look, my uncle really has a girlfriend! .”

Chen Yilan narrowed her eyes and looked at Sima Qinghui carefully, as if she was in deep thought. After a while, she smiled, "You don't look bad."

However, this woman's eyes have been swaying all the time, and her make-up is also heavy, especially the sly corners of her slightly raised eyes, she must be a woman with a scheming heart.

Compared with her, Bai Lu who followed behind Ling Jingchen with a worried face and a sullen face was much more immature and innocent. At this moment, she was like a little girl who was robbed of a toy with a child and couldn't get it.

If these two girls compete for the same man, the mature and seductive woman should win.

Chen Yilan couldn't help but look back at Xia Yanni.

Xia Yanni also seemed surprised that Ling Jingchen had a girlfriend so soon, and even brought her in to meet everyone.

And his silly daughter was still madly in love with him, following Ling Jingchen pitifully, she probably felt uncomfortable too.

"Mom, sit down, I'll go see Xiaolu." She said to Mrs. Xia, got up and walked directly to Bailu.

Bai Lu was about to pull Ling Jingchen away from Sima Qinghui's hand, but she didn't want her arm to be grabbed by her mother. Turning her head, she complained, "Mom, what's wrong with you, you can't pull me so hard."

Xia Yanni pulled her outside the door, raised her hand and poked her on the forehead, and said angrily, "Everyone knows that you like uncle, but there are so many people tonight, can you restrain yourself?"

"Why restrain yourself? I just want everyone to know that I like him." Bai Lu pouted.

"Didn't you say you already know everything?"

"But that Sima Qinghui is still pestering him. He obviously broke up. I don't know why he came to grab me again."

"Maybe they didn't break up." Xia Yanni reminded her distressedly.

"Brother Chen said it's over, I believe what he said."

Xia Yanni saw that her eyes were full of tears, so she touched her face distressedly, and gently enlightened her——

"Daughter, mother told you that feelings need to be cultivated slowly. If you want the boy you like to like you, then you must enrich yourself and let him appreciate you."

"Enrich themselves?"

"Yeah, instead of sticking to him all day long, you might as well spend your spare time on things you should learn well, such as you continue to learn to play the piano and dance, read books and paint, participate in meaningful social activities, and be an independent and confident girl , isn't it better?"

Bai Lu carefully chewed on her mother's words, and said thoughtfully, "But if I don't stay with him often, how will I cultivate my relationship?"

"Hehe...Daughter, we live in N City now, how can we not see each other often? Mom means that you should learn and do what you should learn, just let nature take its course and don't waste your time blindly pursuing him above."

"I know, my elder brother also said that it's not good to keep pestering a man all the time, but why doesn't he get tired of that woman pestering him?"

Xia Yanni took her hand and said: "In my mother's opinion, love and marriage are also about fate. If you two are really destined, if Miss Sima pesters him, he will eventually leave. You just need to let uncle know you Just love him."

Now Bai Lu smiled, and she hugged her mother, "Mom, I understand."

Bai Lu really let go of Ling Jingchen, she followed her mother to sit on the sofa, while Sima Qinghui was talking and laughing next to Ling Jingchen, her eyes followed him, looking deeply in love.

When Ling Qiyue saw Sima Qinghui, her big eyes immediately opened wide, she was so surprised that she couldn't believe that she was here.

She remembered that when she was in Paris last year, her uncle gave her flowers. At that time, she took the flowers and smelled them, and then put them on the trash can at the door...

She ran over, held up the flowers and asked boldly, "Auntie, why did you throw away the flowers?"

Sima Qinghui was a little impatient with her sudden appearance, she gave Ling Jingchen a cold look, and snorted, "I don't like this flower."

"It's a white rose," she said.

"I like red roses."

Later, when my uncle left, she asked him on the road, why did my aunt reject you?

The uncle sighed and said, "It's probably because Uncle is too poor, so no one wants to marry me."

Yes, at that time my uncle didn't have much money, and he didn't dress well, because he wanted to save money to buy milk powder for her and Guoguo, and also to pay for their kindergarten education...

But now that uncle is rich, this woman appears?

"Xingxing, come here quickly." Ling Qiyue called Mi Rongxing to her side, then pointed at Sima Qinghui, "Have you seen her? She is the woman my uncle likes."

"Huh? Doesn't your uncle like your little aunt?" Mi Rongxing was confused.

"Wrong, it's my little aunt who likes uncle, and my uncle liked this woman very much before."

Mi Rongxing touched his head in confusion, Ling Qiyue patted his hand, "Hey, will you listen to me?"

"Of course." Mi Rongxing nodded.

Ling Qiyue whispered a few words in his ear, and Mi Rongxing opened his eyes wide, "Why don't you let you do it?"

"Don't you like me?" Ling Qiyue said clankly, "Now is the time for you to show it."

"Oh... yes." If you like a girl, you have to fight for this girl.

Mi Rongxing obliged to fetch a glass of freshly squeezed grape juice, and ran to Sima Qinghui's side...

Batt!

His knees gave way and he fell down. The glass of juice was poured onto Sima Qinghui's skirt, flowing from the waist to the bottom of the skirt.

"Ah...it hurts."

Mi Rongxing's acting skills exploded, and he sat on the ground with his face twisted and his knees touched, his eyes were red and he was about to cry.

The people around all looked this way at the same time. Sima Qinghui was shaking her long milky white dress, her face changing like a slideshow.

Facing this aggressive little boy, she was angry and helpless.

Such a large piece of purple juice was stained on the smooth and bright fabric, and she felt a throbbing pain in her heart. This dress cost her more than 10,000 yuan.

Ling Jingchen helped Mi Rongxing up first, then looked up at Sima Qinghui, then took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, "Go wash it."

Sima Qinghui forced a smile, "Yes."

She left, standing by the sink carefully wiping the juice off her skirt.

After a while, a small figure came over, with a faint fragrance, like the fragrance of milk on a child's body, it smells very good.

She frowned slightly, and when she raised her head, her eyes fell into a pair of big black and bright eyes.

"Sauerkraut?" She was slightly surprised, wanted to laugh, but blushed in embarrassment.

She also didn't forget the time when she threw roses in a fit of anger and was bumped into by little sauerkraut.

"Auntie." Little Pickled Cabbage politely called her first.

Sima Qinghui felt relieved, and happily touched the crystal crown headband on her head, "You are so beautiful, you have grown taller."

"Well, I've grown up." Little Pickled Cabbage nodded solemnly, then stared at her with twinkling eyes and asked, "Do you want to be with my uncle?"