Chapter 430

Ling Moxue's eyes widened suddenly, her hairy bones bulged, and her chest was "thumping". For a moment, her eerie voice echoed throughout the room——

Pay me back! Pay me back!

"Ling Mengyao!" Ling Moxue's drowsiness disappeared, she got up suddenly, grabbed her mobile phone and shouted angrily, "You like to be a ghost if you don't do it, don't you?"

"No, I want to be a human being, but you forced me to want to be a ghost. I haven't seen my mother for several days. If you don't let Gu Mingxuan let her come back, I will always be a ghost and haunt you."

"Crazy!" Ling Moxue turned off her phone, and angrily thumped the quilt vigorously.

Lie down again, the light in the room was bright, but she couldn't close her eyes for a long time...

At this time, in the villa on Qinglian Lane, the lights on the first floor were still on. Ling Mengyao smiled and looked at Sima Qinghui opposite, "Do you think I act like a ghost?"

Sima Qinghui crossed her legs, squinted at her, and twitched the corner of her mouth, "It looks like it, but it's not quite there yet. If you really want to scare her, it's best not to call, because you stole your brother's phone for a while." , You can’t steal every day, maybe tomorrow your brother will know.”

"Yes." Ling Mengyao nodded, "Then how can I rescue my mother?"

Sima Qinghui polished her nails and smiled faintly, "You have lived with Ling Moxue for many years, you should know what she is most afraid of, right?"

"What are you most afraid of?" Ling Mengyao thought hard and said uncertainly, "When she was young, she was most afraid of molluscs, insects and snakes, but she is grown up now."

"anything else?"

"And... also, oh yes, once I locked her in the basement, where it was dark in the middle of winter, I deliberately put a vegetable snake in, she was so scared that she kept screaming in it, and when my father found her later , she fainted."

After hearing this, Sima Qinghui frowned slightly...

According to this, will Ling Moxue suffer from claustrophobia?

"You're really bad." Sima Qinghui gave her a flat look.

Ling Mengyao pursed her lips, rubbed her belly and said, "My mother said that people are not for themselves, and heaven and earth are destroyed. In modern society, the weak prey on the strong. If I am not strong and my methods are not ruthless, it will be difficult to get what I want. , Only by defeating others can I have a chance.”

"Ahem..." Sima Qinghui choked on her saliva.

The "doing" in the phrase "doing nothing for yourself" originally meant "cultivation", which means that people should cultivate themselves first, but in the consciousness of Zhao Qin's mother and daughter, it also became "not seeking personal gain for oneself".

However, how many people do not think for themselves? After all, there are few selfless people in this world.

Her thinking, Sima Qinghui, coincides with that of Zhao Qin's mother and daughter.

"Hehe...you're right." Sima Qinghui nodded in agreement, took a sip from the water glass, and then waved her hand, "The hot water is gone, go and boil a pot, your brother will be back later gone."

"Okay." Ling Mengyao stood up.

"Hey, Mengyao, don't forget to wash the clothes I changed tomorrow, I'm going to sleep first."

"Okay, sister-in-law."

When Ling Jingchen bought a midnight snack for Sima Qinghui, Ling Mengyao had just boiled water, and she said with a smile, "Brother, do you want to make coffee?"

Ling Jingchen frowned, "Where's my phone?"

"Here." Ling Mengyao picked it up on the sofa and handed it to him.

Ling Jingchen flipped through it, then handed her a midnight snack, and said lightly: "After eating, you can go to sleep."

"Well, thank you brother."

...

In the early morning of the next day, Sima Qinghui wrapped around Ling Jingchen like a water snake, and did not let go of him until she was satisfied.

Drenched in sweat, Ling Jingchen turned over from her body, closed his eyes and took a breath.

"Chen, my aunt didn't come this month, I wonder if she's pregnant?" She rubbed her fingers lightly on his three-dimensional face, her voice was soft and sweet, "Do you like a boy or a girl? "

Ling Jingchen slowly opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at her lightly, "Didn't you say you've been using contraception?"

"I forgot to take my medicine once."

Ling Jingchen frowned, got up and put on his clothes, "Don't forget today, if you don't like to eat, I can avoid it."

"Jingchen, don't you want to have a baby sooner?"

"No, I'm too busy right now."

He got out of bed and was about to go into the bathroom when Ling Moxue called and asked him why Ling Mengyao had the phone last night?

He walked into the bathroom and replied softly: "I went shopping for a midnight snack last night. I didn't notice that Ling Mengyao took my phone away."

"Have you decided to let her live in Qinglian Lane?"

"She didn't leave, saying that Zhao Qin didn't come back."

Ling Moxue paused for a moment, and then asked: "Then are you going to celebrate the Lantern Festival in Gu's compound tonight?"

"No, it's inconvenient for me to go there with the two of them here."

Ling Moxue didn't say much, she hung up the phone, went to the children's room to wake up the two children, and found that Ling Qiyang was not there, but her daughter was sleeping soundly. wxya

"Baby, wake up, let's go to grandma's house." Ling Moxue woke up the little sauerkraut.

Little Pickled Cabbage slightly opened her eyes, and asked in a daze, "Mummy, is Daddy back yet?"

"No, but I will definitely be back today."

"Call him and talk to him."

This is embarrassing, Ling Moxue reached into the bag twice, slowly took out the phone, looked at the black screen, and muttered: "Why is it out of battery?"

"Mummy," Little Pickled Cabbage got up and pushed her hand, "Then go and charge the battery quickly, I will dress myself."

When Ling Moxue went downstairs, she saw that her son had already plugged in the rice cooker to cook porridge, and there were three eggs on the glazed table. He was standing on a low stool, carefully pouring oil into the pot.

"Brother, let mom come." Ling Moxue hurriedly hugged him, and told him, "You can't touch the pot in the future."

"Mum, I can fry poached eggs. I fried them for my sister when you were away."

"You can't do these when Mommy is here, go read a book."

Ling Qiyang went to fetch a book and sat at the dining table, flipping through the book absently, and suddenly asked his mother: "Mommy, today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the book says it's also the reunion day, why didn't grandma and grandpa come back?"

"Because it's too far away, they only went for a few days, and it's too tiring to rush back, but grandma said, let's broadcast live."

"So, Daddy will definitely come back?"

Ling Moxue paused the hand holding the egg, remembering that night when he hugged herself into the car, kissed her crazily, loved her, the corners of her lips could not help but slightly curved up...

"Yes, he will be back."

Today, Mi Rongxing went to Jindu Hotel with Gu Xinyan. Gu Xinyan took him to the Oriental Plaza after checking the work and dealing with the affairs.

Coincidentally, Zheng Yihua was playing the violin in the square today.

He was wearing the blue down jacket that Gu Xinyan bought, with the zipper open, a black turtleneck sweater inside, and a pair of black trousers. He looked chic and handsome.

It was still the same position, but his violin case was not opened as usual, and many people wanted to give money after listening to his music, but he shook his head.