Chapter 243

Sima Qinghui blushed, and her heart suddenly "chug" in a panic.

It's really strange, there is clearly a little yellow-haired girl in front of me, but when I meet her pure and clear gaze, I always feel that there is nowhere to hide my thoughts.

Is it because the child's heart is too pure and his eyes are too clear?

Sima Qinghui was stunned for a while, then pulled the corner of her lower lip unnaturally, with a half-smile, "Yes, your uncle and I are lovers now."

Before Ling Moxue returned to China, she had already established a relationship with Ling Jingchen, but she didn't disclose it to the public, and she was not enthusiastic, and she didn't take the initiative to go to his dormitory to play. She didn't move in until Ling Moxue brought her children back to China...

Ling Qiyue raised her head, "Then do you love my uncle?"

"……Love."

"You paused, Auntie, you're not sure." Little Pickled Cabbage looked serious.

Sima Qinghui's heart trembled, she was such a weird little loli, she hadn't realized how smart she was before, she was just cute and cute.

"Suancai, Auntie really loves your uncle."

Sima Qinghui didn't want to talk to Ling Qiyue, this child's eyes were really sharper than adults, so she quickly turned on the faucet and continued to scrub the hem of the skirt.

"Auntie, I need to remind you that my uncle doesn't have any money right now." Little Pickled Cabbage tilted her head, her eyes fixed on her face without blinking.

Sima Qinghui was slightly taken aback, her expression gradually becoming astonished.

A few seconds later, she turned her head and looked at Little Pickled Cabbage lightly, "Why do you say that?"

"Because I know you like money. If my uncle is poor, you won't be nice to him."

"Sauerkraut, you..." Sima Qinghui's face turned pale.

Children speak so unscrupulously, do they do whatever they want?

Her expression flickered, as if she remembered someone...

Suddenly, she frowned, her eyes were sad, she turned her head quickly, and she turned off the faucet irritably.

"Auntie doesn't want to tell you anymore. There is a generation gap between adults and children." She wanted to leave.

Ling Qiyue opened her small hand to block her, her expression still serious, "Auntie, I still have to say that my father and mother gave him all the uncle's money, and he really has no money himself."

Sima Qinghui took a deep breath, suppressing the anger that was about to lose control, her slightly stiff face twitched, "Okay, I already know."

After saying that, she bypassed the little sauerkraut and walked out quickly...

The child's words were unscrupulous, but they stung her heart abruptly.

Before coming to N City, Sima Qinghui had a detailed understanding of the love story between Ling Moxue and Gu Mingxuan, and she knew that Ling Jingchen started his business again because of the help of Gu's family.

But according to the information secretly revealed to her by Ling Jingchen's classmate, she learned that Ling Moxue had hundreds of millions in his hand that were to be given to Ling Jingchen, and it was his father's last words.

Therefore, even if the Gu family helps, there is no doubt that the newly opened Lingxin Cosmetics Co., Ltd. belongs to the Ling family.

Right now, Ling Jingchen has become the ideal target of many celebrities in N city, not only because he is handsome, but more importantly, he is Gu Mingxuan's brother-in-law.

"Jingchen, my clothes are wet, I want to go back to my room first." Sima Qinghui found Ling Jingchen and said with a trace of grievance.

Ling Jingchen glanced at her and nodded, "Okay, you go back to your room to rest first."

"Jingchen, I... There is another thing in my room that I brought to you from Paris. Come up with me." She held his hand, looking expectantly.

Ling Jingchen raised her hand, and she grabbed it a little harder, begging, "Let's go."

Sima Qinghui lived in the deluxe standard room for three days without moving out, and Ling Jingchen kept all the food and drink every day.

The manager on duty sometimes couldn't help but look at her twice when he saw her, but today, when she pulled Ling Jingchen to meet the manager again, her chin was raised even higher.

After entering the room, Sima Qinghui took a piece of clothes and said to go to the bathroom to change.

Ling Jingchen casually glanced at the room, and found that there was a sandalwood art-shaped mirror frame on the bed cabinet, which contained a photo of him and Sima Qinghui.

The background of the photo was the Eiffel Tower. He was wearing a black suit standing on the lawn, smiling and hugging her waist, while she was wearing a long blue dress, leaning her head on his shoulder, smiling like a flower.

He remembered that the day when this photo was taken was her birthday, he went shopping with her for dinner, and gave her a platinum necklace...

Just as he was recalling, Ling Jingchen's waist suddenly tightened.

He was startled, turned his head, and saw Sima Qinghui staring at him with revealing eyes, with a seductive and alluring light in his eyes.

"Chen, after being separated for so long, do you miss me?" She said tenderly, her fingers went through his tie, and gently opened a button of his shirt.

Ling Jingchen's body tensed up, his brows furrowed...

The moment she hugged her waist, a scent of hibiscus flowers slowly lingered on his nose, making him dizzy for a moment.

He was too familiar with the smell of this perfume, and it was the first gift he gave her, so he didn't expect that she would still use it.

"Chen." Seeing that he was a little confused, Sima Qinghui felt that she had stepped into the door of success. She turned to him, staring at his face with charming eyes, and continued to move her fingers on his chest, "Since you After leaving, I will miss you every day."

Her thick eyelashes fluttered, her eyes were charming, and her breath was lightly scented.

"Without you, I feel that staying in Paris is meaningless, so I came to you, can you forgive me?"

Ling Jingchen's black pupils shrunk slightly, as if the radiance from her eyes had bewitched his mind.

She didn't stop her hand from continuing to go down, and her breathing gradually became quicker. Looking at the familiar and beautiful face in front of him, thinking of those days when he pursued her hard, his heart beat faster...

Raising his hand, he pinched Sima Qinghui's slender chin, and his indifferent eyes gradually became fiery and warm.

"Kiss me, Chen, you kiss me..." Sima Qinghui stood on tiptoe, allowing her half-exposed fullness to appear under his nose.

She pursed her lips, put her hands around his waist, her delicate body deliberately rubbed against his body, and her blurred eyes closed slightly.

Ling Jingchen was short of breath, and a surge of hot blood surged in his body. Looking at her seductive face, he couldn't help lowering his head...

Just when his cool lips touched the woman's lips, the phone in the bag rang suddenly.

He was startled, stared at the woman in front of him, then immediately pushed her away, took out his mobile phone and walked to the window, "Hello, Xue'er, it's me."

"Brother, where have you been?" Ling Moxue's voice said, "Sauercai said she was tired from playing, and kept calling me to go home and sleep, and asked me to find you and go back too." tqR1

"Oh, I'm upstairs, so I'll come down." Ling Jingchen hung up the phone, turned around and glanced at Sima Qinghui.

Looking away, he cleared his throat, "Sorry, I have to go."

"Jingchen!" Sima Qinghui held his hand, looking anxious, "Take me back to where you live now, okay?"

"No." Ling Jingchen opened her fingers.

"Are you still angry with me?" Her eyes were red, and she was about to cry.

"I want to be quiet, I don't want to talk about emotional matters right now." Ling Jingchen pushed her away, opened the door and walked out quickly.

"Jing Chen!"

Seeing him leave without looking back, Sima Qinghui stomped her feet sadly. She seemed to have forgotten something she said before.