Ling Jingchen was in a dilemma, and his expression gradually became impatient, "Sima Qinghui..."

"Jingchen, don't call me by name. If you don't call me Hui, call me Qinghui."

She boldly put her arms around his waist, pursed her lips and acted coquettishly, "It's been so long, you should have finished being angry with me, right? Let's see how I act in the future, okay?"

The woman's fragrance on her body lingered on his nose, Ling Jingchen's mood suddenly became a little confused, he tried his best to restrain himself, and broke away her hand.

"I think you'd better stay in a nearby hotel or guesthouse for a few days, and wait for me to find a house for you. Now I have to go."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, but forgot to close the courtyard door...

Ling Moxue had breakfast with her family and asked Gu Mingxuan what activities he had today.

Before Gu Mingxuan answered, Ling Qiyue raised her hand and said, "Daddy will accompany me to the Children's Palace to practice piano today."

Ling Moxue smiled after listening, "Okay, Mommy is at home." Turning her head, she looked at Ling Qiyang again, "Brother, are you planning to go to Grandpa's place?"

Ling Qiyang nodded, "Well, go with him to the special forces training ground and get used to it."

Hearing this, Gu Mingxuan stared intently at his son's face, and said seriously: "Yangyang, Daddy must tell you that going to that place to practice is by no means as easy as playing the piano. You are not yet five years old, you must be able to bear it." bitter?"

Ling Qiyang smiled lightly, "Daddy, you really don't understand me. In the days without you, I have already developed perseverance."

These words made Gu Mingxuan's heart sore again.

If his son had been taken care of by his side in those years, perhaps he would not have matured so precociously, shouldering the heavy responsibility of a young man in the family on his small shoulders.

In order to protect his mother and younger sister, he has been running, dancing and boxing with Ling Jingchen since he could walk. It can be seen that in the past few years, he has gradually cultivated a strong willpower that is indomitable and tenacious.

This is an excellent quality that a boy should possess.

"Brother, Daddy supports you!" Gu Mingxuan looked at his son with a sense of pride.

Back then, he was forced by his father to train during the winter and summer vacations. Now he is in good health and strong-willed, and he is really grateful to his father for his strict discipline back then.

"Guokuo, Mi Rongxing won't go." Ling Qiyue understood their conversation.

"Not necessarily." Pug shook his head.

"He said he would pretend..." Before finishing speaking, Ling Qiyue remembered that she had promised Mi Rongxing to keep the secret, and immediately covered her mouth.

"Pretend what?" Ling Moxue wanted to ask.

Ling Qiyue blinked her eyes, then pursed her lips tightly, and stroked her little hand in the middle... without uttering a word.

"Hahaha..." Gu Mingxuan was amused when he saw it, "Baby, this action of yours means you sewed your lips shut?"

"Daddy, she means her mouth is zipped up, she zipped it up, you look at her, she is not allowed to speak for five minutes." Ling Qiyang snorted at his sister, got off the chair and walked out of the restaurant.

Ling Qiyue really didn't speak anymore, and Ling Qiyang followed the car that came to pick him up after a while.

Gu Mingxuan hugged his wife, kissed her forehead, smiled slightly, "Then I will take my daughter to the Children's Palace, you are at home, and we will come back after my daughter finishes practicing."

Ling Moxue nodded, watched his car leave, and she went upstairs to get her bag.

When she got in the car, she was about to call Ling Jingchen and ask which "home" Ling Mengyao was going to, but the phone rang first.

Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, she picked it up hesitantly, "Hello, I'm Ling Moxue."

"Moxue, hello, I'm Qinghui."

"Qinghui?" Ling Moxue smiled, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Can you come over here? I'm at your door, Qinglian Lane Villa."

Ling Moxue was startled, and after a while, she replied, "Okay, I'll be right over."

Qinglian Lane.

Sima Qinghui stood under the porch of the villa, with a suitcase at her feet, looked at Ling Moxue with a smile, and explained the reason why she came here.

Finally, she said regretfully, "I'm so sorry, I can only trouble you and Jingchen."

Ling Moxue opened the door and smiled slightly, "It's okay, we are all friends now, we should help."

As she spoke, she helped Sima Qinghui pull the suitcase into the house.

"There is a guest room downstairs. My sister used to live there, and she won't come to live in it now, so you can stay in that room temporarily." Ling Moxue pointed to the room with a smile.

Sima Qinghui smiled slightly, feeling a sour feeling in her heart.

"Your sister is... that Bai Lu, right?"

"Yes, she is my half-sister." Ling Moxue was very frank.

Sima Qinghui stroked the hair that fell to the side of her face, and murmured, "Then if she knows that I've taken up her room...wouldn't she be unhappy?"

"No, my mother has already bought a house there, it's very convenient for her to go back there." Ling Moxue helped her drag her luggage to the guest room again.

Sima Qinghui looked around at the layout of the room, a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes... It was really a girl's house, and the decorations were all worthless gadgets.

"Moxue, do you have a new quilt? I don't like the color of this foundation." Sima Qinghui shook the quilt, a look of disgust crossed her face.

She probably thought it smelled like white dew.

"Yes, I'll go get it."

Ling Moxue went upstairs to bring a new quilt, spread the quilt for her, and then asked her: "Do you like it this way?"

Sima Qinghui touched the fabric and smiled slightly, "You are so rich and still use cotton and silk quilts? No down?"

"Down? Oh, yes, my brother uses it." Ling Moxue's eyes flickered, suddenly, "Sister Qinghui, you...do you like to use a duvet?"

"Down is light and warm. Of course I like it, but Jing Chen likes it too. He just needs to use it." She smiled, opened the suitcase and took out all her things.

Then, she found another bag and threw all the things that Bai Lu had left behind...

Just about to throw it out of the window, Ling Moxue caught it, "Give it to me, my sister likes these things."

She was carrying the bag and was about to go upstairs when the phone rang again. She took it out and picked it up, "Brother, where are you now?"

Ling Jingchen said the location, and she said, "Okay, I'll be right over." tqR1

After listening to Sima Qinghui who was at the door, she turned around and went to get her scarf and handbag, "Moxue, I'll go with you too."

Ling Moxue was slightly stunned, and wanted to refuse, "Sister Qinghui, I, I'm going to..."

"I know, your brother told me that he is going to pick up Mengyao and leave the hospital today. If it doesn't get in the way, can I go and see Mengyao? How should I say, I am also your brother's girlfriend, and we should meet each other of."

She spoke so sincerely that you couldn't bear to refuse her kindness.

Ling Moxue pulled her lips, stared at her face, and asked hesitantly: "You...you broke up with my brother, didn't you?"

Sima Qinghui's cheeks were slightly hot, and she lowered her eyes. She concealed her treacherous expression, and said in a low voice: "At the beginning, I couldn't ask for leave because I was obsessed with something. I was in a bad mood and lost my temper with Jing Chen. Jing Chen I came back angrily, I was very guilty, so I quit my job and came back to save this relationship.”

After saying that, she rolled her eyeballs and raised them slightly to catch the subtle expression on Ling Moxue's face.