C9 Hongmen Dining

The recent events were getting more complicated as Ling Xiao Yue sat at her desk, holding her forehead helplessly.

Nian Bing always wanted to run outside, but he didn't let her follow. The brand name on the side of the Thunder Cloud Pool was completely shelved, and Ling Yun was also surging with hidden waves.

Knocking sounds came from the door. She pressed her forehead with her hand and restrained her expression.

"Come in!"

"Yueyue, it's so hard for Mom to see you again. There's always someone stopping her along the way!" Qiao You smiled and was the first to speak.

Even after separating for six years, she still hadn't changed at all. Her skin was tight, her eyes were filled with affection, and she spoke in a soft voice. Those who didn't know her would think that she was from a noble family.

Six years ago, Ling Xiao Yue had always thought that she was the best stepmother in the world.

"That's right. I still need to thank you for chasing me out. Otherwise, I wouldn't have such achievements." When Ling Xiao Yue thought of the tearful words her mother had written, she wanted to tear off her fake smile.

"I knew you would still resent me. Mom couldn't help it." Qiao You's eyes danced as if he had been deeply wronged.

"Don't talk about such useless things. I know what happened back then. You should know it better than me!"

Ling Xiao Yue interrupted her with a wave of her hand. Regardless of Qiao You's intentions, she did not plan on letting her have her way.

"The foster son knows to repay the mother's kindness. You won't understand my intentions before you reach this age."

Qiao You shook his head and said as he placed an invitation on Ling Xiao Yue's table.

"I came to tell you that your father wants you to come home for dinner this Saturday."

Ling Xiao Yue flipped it open as a mocking glint flashed in her eyes when she saw the names of the two people.

Ling Meng, Qin An.

"Even her daughter's ancestors aren't allowing her to recognize her. Qiao Meng is truly pitiful." Ling Xiao Yue smiled coldly.

"Mengmeng thinks of this place as her home. Changing her surname is proof that she has a conscience."

Qiao You did not expect Ling Xiao Yue to have changed so much. His smile immediately vanished as he casually exchanged a few words of courtesy before leaving the office.

Ling Xiao Yue tapped the invitation and read the name again.

I didn't expect them to be together.

Ling Xiao Yue tossed the invitation to the side. This time, the engagement banquet just happened to come at the right time. She was looking for an opportunity to return to the Ling residence and investigate the truth behind her mother's car accident.

On Saturday morning, Ling Xiao Yue meticulously selected a set of formal attire and dressed herself properly.

"Mama is as beautiful as a fairy today! Where was her mother going? I want to go too! " She shook her head continuously as she thought of the charming request she had received from Ling Xiao Yue.

"No way, mom is going to participate in a war today!" Ling Xiao Yue squatted down and said to her daughter in an extremely serious tone.

While mumbling, she tilted her head and could not understand what he meant. Ling Xiao Yue rubbed her head as she stood up and said, "Can I ask Auntie Yu to accompany you later?"

He rolled his eyes and said, "No, I'm going to read a book today. Dr. Stanford's new book has been sent to me."

Ling Xiao Yue did not force him and bid farewell before heading to the Ling Residence.

The Ling Residence was very lively today. When the butler, Uncle Li, saw that Ling Xiaoyue was exceptionally surprised, he hurriedly went forward and invited her into the house.

"Uncle Li, that package …" Ling Xiao Yue whispered as she walked beside him.

"Old Master, look who's here!"

Before Li Qin could open his mouth, a voice cut in. Ling Xiao Yue looked over to the source of the voice. Qiao You was currently holding onto Ling Jiang's arm as he leisurely walked over.

Butler Li instructed Ling Xiaoyue in a low voice not to alert the enemy before retreating to continue greeting the guests.

When Ling Xiao Yue thought of the contents of her mother's diary, she found the scene in front of her extremely striking.

"Since you've returned, I won't pursue the matter from before …"

Ling Xiao Yue sneered, "What happened before? That picture? "Daddy didn't even ask how the picture came to be?"

"Aiya, old man, take a look. Yueyue still resents me." Qiao You pouted coquettishly, interrupting Ling Xiaoyue's words as he leaned towards Old Man Ling.

"Your mother did it for your own good. "Why don't you have any conscience at all!" Ling Jiang's tone became a bit more serious.

Qiao You rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "Old Gramps, don't be angry. It's normal for young people to not understand. Yueyue, why didn't you bring your child along?"

Ling Xiao Yue's expression changed slightly. She did not reply, but Ling Jiang seemed to have thought of something as he looked behind Ling Xiao Yue.

"Think of that child. Bring him over for me to see another day."

Ling Xiao Yue sniggered before turning to leave. She only wanted to investigate the truth back then. She did not want her remembrance to have anything to do with these people.

Just as he took two steps, he noticed a man standing at the door. Six years later, Qin An city was still as handsome as ever. Ling Xiao Yue looked at him and fell into a trance.

"Xiaoyue." Qin An was extremely shocked, but he still took the initiative to walk over and greet Ling Xiao Yue.

Ling Xiao Yue ignored him and continued walking forward. Qiao Meng stretched out her arm to stop her. "Ling Xiao Yue, I'm warning you. Do not have any ideas about Qin An City!"

Hearing this, the corners of Ling Xiao Yue's mouth curled into a sneer. The saddest aspect of Qiao Meng's life was probably the fact that she had inherited her mother's face. She did not have her mother's head.

"I, Ling Xiaoyue, am not interested in picking up items that have been thrown away." Her red lips curled as she lifted her hand to lift up her black hair. Her high heels dug into the reflecting marble floor like a nail driven into Qiao Meng's heart.