C73

Just as Shushu closed her eyes and fell asleep, the doorbell suddenly rang. Ling Qiao hurriedly turned off the response button on the bed.

Shu Shu frowned, then shrank to his side and found a more comfortable position to sleep in.

Fortunately, she did not wake up. She had been tired all night.

Ling Qiao gently picked up the hand she had placed on his waist, lowering her head and lightly kissing her forehead. Baby, go to sleep.

When he opened the door, he saw Hu Xin and Tang Siqing standing outside. It was a cold morning, so the temperature was very low. The weather was very cold this early in the morning. The two of them were both freezing cold to the extreme.

Hu Xin pulled Tang Thirty-Six into the house, looked inside and said, "Ling Qiao, don't you have a fever? How do I get you down here to open the door? What about Shu Shu? "

"Mom, speak softly. She stayed with me for an entire night before falling asleep."

Hu Xin felt a bit unhappy, her son was now looking at her and no longer looked at her mother, "Ling Qiao, look at how haggard you are. I saw you looking so lively yesterday, why do you say you have a fever?"

At this moment, Ling Qiao's chin was covered with fine strands of beard that had just sprouted out. His hair was a bit messy, and the heat had just subsided. When he spoke, he had a distinct nasal voice, and his throat was a little hoarse.

"Mom, I'm fine."

She had woken up early in the morning to go to the Ling family to drink morning tea with Granny Ling. Upon hearing that Ling Qiao had a fever, she came over with Hu Xin to take a look.

Chun Mu Yuan, Ling Qiao was still living here. When they first came in, everything in the courtyard was very familiar, the furnishings were the same as before, there was no change at all.

As she looked at it, she felt an indescribable emotion. That orchid was planted by her own hands, that Gardenia tree was planted by her and Ling Qiao together, and at that time, it was still a small sapling, but after three years it grew to its peak. The curtains in the house, and the flowers she picked, and even the flower vase, were all bought by her.

"Qingqing, your leg is injured, why are you here too?"

Tang Xiu gave a slight smile. See, Ling Qiao was still very concerned about her. "Once I heard that you had a fever in the middle of the night, I couldn't stop worrying."

Hu Xin also came up to talk, "Yes, it's clear that you will be drinking tea with Grandma in the morning, and when Doctor Lin told me that you have a fever in the middle of the night, Grandma got anxious and shouted that she wanted to come see you. It's not convenient for the old man's legs, but fortunately, she was persuaded by Qing Qing to come over, and even if it's not convenient for her legs, she insisted on coming to see you."

Where could she find a daughter-in-law like this? She actually wished that as long as their relationship was still there, there was nothing impossible about it, and now that there were more people who were going to divorce her and marry her back, that would be a matter of face. When that time comes, who would dare to gossip?!

Ling Qiao naturally knew what was going on in her mother's stomach. He had already discovered it during dinner last night.

"Mom, since you've already seen me, then let's go back. It's not convenient to have clear legs again. The weather forecast that it will rain later on." He admitted that he still had some feelings for Tang Siqing, but he also knew that he could only bury his feelings deep inside his heart. He was married, he had a wife, he loved Shu Shu; he couldn't have any other intentions.

Hu Xin said, "We came all the way here, why are you chasing us out so quickly?"

"Auntie, that's not what Ling Qiao meant. He was worried that I wouldn't be able to walk if it rained later on." Look, how sensible and considerate she was, she would never embarrass him, not even in front of his mother.

"So what if it rains, there will be a car and a driver anyways. You're not afraid of Ling Qiao, you haven't eaten breakfast, right? Mom will cook for you. If you're not well, you must eat breakfast. " With that, Hu Xin turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Tang Qingqing quietly sat there. Ling Qiao didn't say anything as she looked for a topic to talk about. "Have you finished all of the red wine in the wine cabinet?" She pointed to the empty liquor cabinet. At that time, it was filled to the brim with famous wines from all over the place. When the two of them got interested, they would drink a little, drink a few mouthfuls, and then embrace and kiss each other as they fell onto the soft sofa.

Ling Qiao, Sha Sha said, "Yes, I've finished." After she left, the only thing she could do was numb himself with alcohol, and when she was drunk, he directly fell asleep on the sofa. I forgot to turn on the air conditioner in the winter and often woke up in the middle of the night with the cold. " I thought you wouldn't come back. "

"This is my home, my roots are here, I want to come back."

"Has your dream come true?"

Tang Qingqing's nose turned sour and she blinked again to let the pain pass. She slapped her knees and leisurely said, "I almost did it. If it wasn't for this leg injury."

"How?"

"Hur hur, it spun on the stage. It landed on the ground in error and broke." Her smile was light as the clouds in the sky, and her clear and beautiful eyes were filled with tears, yet she did not let them fall.

He knew all her hardships and perseverance, so when she decided to go to America, he did not stop her. He just silently blamed her in his heart for abandoning him, and she said with such heartlessness, "Qiao, the current life is not what I want. I want to pursue my own dream, I don't know when I'll come back, just forget about me."

He could wait. No matter how long it took, he was willing to wait for her to come back. However, she didn't say anything. Instead, she made him forget about her.

He was also a man with a strong sense of pride. If she wanted to leave, how could she be so heartless as to say that she wanted him to beg her?! At that time, he was also in his prime. If she wanted to leave, she could leave, but if she did, he would still be able to live a carefree and carefree life.

Now she was back, wounded, but he was married.

Ling Qiao did not know what to say, and just asked like a friend, "What did the doctor say? "Will it heal?"

"Yeah, it's much better now. You can slowly walk on it. You won't be able to step on it before. Just take a few more days to recuperate, but you can't do any more ballet." Her smiling eyes were clouded with worry. "The doctor told me to walk more, it's good for the bones."

"Oh, if you need any help, feel free to ask me."

"Hehe, thank you. I will definitely have many things to trouble you with. It was the same in the past."

Ling Qiao smiled, not knowing how to continue this topic.

"This place hasn't changed at all. I was just saying that this place's environment is good. I definitely won't regret it if I buy it. Seeing that you're still living here means that my eyes aren't bad." Her eyes fixed on a string of wind chimes in the window. "Ah, it's still there." She got up and walked over. Her left foot was not strong enough, so she bent her body over and over.

Ling Qiao followed closely behind, afraid that she would accidentally fall down, and slightly spread his hands to protect her.

That wind chime was made out of crystal. When the wind blew, the sound was crisp and pleasant. She liked it from the beginning, saying that if she hung it by the window and listened to the wind chime every day, she would be happy.

However, the window was currently closed, and the wind chimes had stopped ringing.

The cold wind blew in, and the wind chime made a crisp sound. The wind was very strong, and the wind chime's voice was also somewhat hurried, blowing her long hair, causing her to lean against the window sill. Her hair fluttered at her elbows, and she was not the least bit afraid of the cold.

The scene was too beautiful to look away from.

Ling Qiao stared at her without blinking. She was still the woman that he had buried deep in his heart, those watery eyes, he had never forgotten. Why did she come back so late, why did he come back so late?

Tang Thirty-Six looked into Ling Qiao's eyes. From his infatuated gaze, she could see that he missed her.

"Joe." She could not help but fall into his embrace. The cold wind blew behind her, and the warm him was in her embrace.

Ling Qiao shut his eyes tightly, allowing her to hug him as he pleased. This hug was something he was also greedy for. However, he knew his identity. A man with a wife, how could he possibly have such a hug again?

"Qiao, hug me, hug me …" From the moment she fell on the stage, she knew that her dream had been completely shattered. She could no longer have a ballet, but she could still recover her happiness.

The familiar embrace, the familiar fragrance. Her soft hair gently caressed his chin, bringing with it the fragrance of jasmine flowers, just like those years, the years when youth flourished.

Ling Qiao slowly wrapped her arms around her waist, holding her in his arms. Her waist was thinner than before, and he must have had a hard time dancing.

On the second floor, her petite body was nailed to the wooden board, trembling as she watched the scene below by the window.

Shu Shu tightly held onto the wall for support before she stood up. She had heard the doorbell, but vaguely thought that it was a dream. When the doorbell rang, it would be quiet, so she didn't care and instead, Ling Qiao got up to open the door. She was still thinking how good her husband was, how he doted on her, he would rather let her sleep for a while even if he had a cold.

She couldn't sleep anymore as she heard Hu Xin's voice. This mother-in-law had never liked her, so she must have come to see Ling Qiao early in the morning. Doctor Lin must have told her family about Ling Qiao's midnight fever.

He put on a set of clothes and stood up. However, when he walked out of the room, he heard Ling Qiao say, "Qingqing, your leg is injured. Why are you here as well?"

She knew that Tang Beiqing had also come.

Tang Zeqing. Last night, she had looked so elegant and refined, not at all like a otherworldly beauty. Perhaps only the fairies of the heavens could have such a temperament. Today, seeing her, she was even more beautiful.

With her fair skin and sad eyes, she was naturally beautiful without any makeup. From start to finish, she smiled as she looked at Ling Qiao, talking about this and that at home.

So it turned out that Chun Shuyuan was their former love nest.

Originally, she was curious as to why Ling Qiao would live alone in such a large villa with the Ling family having everything and servants. So it turned out that he did not want to leave their love nest, even if they had broken up, he did not want to move away, and would use this place as his bridal chamber even if he wanted to stay until the wedding.

Looking at the two who were hugging downstairs, the girl was thin and the man was haggard, just like a pair of lovebirds that had been reunited after a long time. If it wasn't for Granny Ling forcing Ling Qiao to get married, they would have been able to smoothly reunite now.

She reached out a hand to cover her aching chest. She didn't have the courage to step forward and stop him, or to interrogate him. She was just a fraudulent wife who had been engaged to a baby even before she was born under the fake name "Liu family's eldest daughter".