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There was no sign of Long Zhenghao in the living room, no sign of him at the door either. Instead, he saw Madam Ling picking beans at the table. Ling Mengzhan was ready to be bombed, so she walked over and chuckled: "Mom, what about him? "Where did you go?"

Could he have left? she asked herself.

Mrs Ling calmly said, "He left? He didn't tell you?"

As expected, he really did leave. Ling Meng Zhu's heart sank. How could he tell her? After what happened last night, both of them were so tired that they went limp. They didn't say anything and just fell asleep with their arms around each other. When he woke up today, there was no trace of him.

"He didn't tell me, he … Why did he leave in such a hurry? " Ling Mengzhu cautiously asked.

"He said that the company had something to take care of and he wanted to take you back. I said that if you didn't want to go back, then so be it. My daughter, I'm not that bad this time, am I? "I got rid of him for you, and told him to stop bothering you in the future."

Ling Mengzhan immediately felt like spitting blood. This was really interesting, wasn't it? He had never thought of her in such a way. But... Why was her mother so picky about timing? She had just lost her body to that stinking man last night. Not only had she lost her body, she had lost her heart as well.

"Mom, you should have done that long ago." Ling Mengzhu said with a sad face, then turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Ling Mengzhu could never have guessed why Long Zhenghao, who had said last night that he would take her away, would change overnight. Moreover, her personality had changed after doing that sort of thing with her. This made it difficult for her to not think about it.

Today, Ling Dreaming Beads spent her days in a state of restlessness. Seeing this, Madam Ling could not help but feel happy in her heart. She did not care about Ling Yushi at all, nor did she try to advise her as usual. He would occasionally make sarcastic remarks, "I've already told you this, right? People all have feelings. If you ignore me, I'll quickly change my love. You're not a Celestial Immortal; it's hard to find someone in the world."

"Mom, can you stop hitting me? Who says I care if he goes or stays? " Ling Mengzhu continued to be stubborn, turning her head hatefully to look at the vegetable leaf in her hand, but did not pick the vegetables properly.

Mother Ling did not say anything else. After giving her a glance, she turned around and left after a few snorts.

As she was unable to sleep at all for the whole night, Ling Mengzhu woke up at noon the next day. When she opened her eyes, she discovered a tall and muscular figure sitting in front of the bed. The figure had its back to the light, and her vision was blurred. It was hard to tell who it was. Perhaps it was because even her mind was in a daze, but she felt that this person looked very much like Long Zhenghao.

She blinked hard, and the divine thread finally became much clearer. Surprised words came out of her mouth: "Are you a human or a ghost? Why sit by my bed and laugh? " And he was laughing like he was in heat.

"Of course I'm human. Don't tell me that you already treat me like a dead person?" Long Zhenghao leaned over, lifted the blanket with one hand, and then put it on her waist. He lifted her up forcefully and pulled her out of the blanket.

Ling Mengzhu finally regained her senses, but her face suddenly fell. Her fist also came up as she angrily scolded: "Long Zhenghao! You bastard, didn't you just leave? What was he doing here?

Long Zhenghao grabbed her bad hands, put them between his teeth, and asked with doubt, "Who said I was leaving?"

"Didn't you leave yesterday? Who needs to say it? " Ling Mengzhu's hands lost their freedom, so she bit him on the shoulder and angrily cursed: "If you're going, then go! Why did you come back here? Do you know you're upset? "

He was really annoying, always coming and going, causing her to worry, making her think about why he had left her the day before. It caused her to lose sleep, and now he suddenly appeared in front of her, as if he was playing hide-and-seek.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm going to Cong Hua for some business. I'll be back this morning." Long Zhenghao looked at her innocently. His shoulder, which she had bitten, hurt. Cong Hua was right next door. When he woke up yesterday morning, Ling Meng Zhu was still sleeping, so he didn't have the heart to wake her up.

"When did you tell me? Is what I said in my dreams also counted? " Ling Mengzhu unhappily stared at him.

"I asked our mother to tell you." After the night before, he stopped calling her auntie and switched to calling her mother. Hearing him call her this, Ling Meng Zhu nearly vomited blood, but … Did he have Mrs. Turing to tell her? Why didn't she hear it from Mrs. Ling at all? Not even Mrs. Ling mentioned Cong Hua.

She finally understood and realized that her old mother, who didn't know how to behave herself, was just playing a joke on her. He had deliberately made her sad, and then she had stood to the side and made sarcastic remarks, adding oil to the fire, afraid that she would die from grief.

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry? " Although Long Zhenghao didn't know why she was gnashing her teeth, but she must have been angry because he left, so he was secretly happy.

Every expression on Ling Mengzhu's face was clearly showing her feelings for him. How could this not make him happy?

"It's nothing. I'm just unhappy with someone." Ling Mengzhu struggled out of his embrace and ran out of the room barefooted. Madam Ling was chasing after the Korean drama, her body trembling with laughter as she let out creepy sounds. Seeing Ling Mengzhu come out of her room, he raised his hand and waved to her as if nothing had happened, saying, "Good afternoon, daughter." Then he went back to watching TV.

"Mom, why are you lying to me? Is it fun? " Ling Mengzhu picked up a pillow and threw it on top of Madam Ling's body as she angrily shouted. Too despicable! Just thinking about it made him feel embarrassed!

Madam Ling used her hands to block the pillow that she tossed over and chuckled. "What's wrong? It was pretty fun to start with. "

"Mom!" "You're going too far!"

"My dear, put on your shoes so you don't catch cold." Long Zhenghao smiled as he held her slippers, then squatted at her feet. He held her white ankles with his warm hands and helped her put her shoes on.

This considerate action caused Ling Mengzhu's heart to warm up. She lowered her head and stared at him blankly. Even her anger towards Madam Ling disappeared with a sense of shame. It wasn't the first time Long Zhenghao helped her put on her shoes, but she was still touched by it.

Mrs. Ling stood up from the sofa, smiling, and said with an air of exultation, "Hey, Zhenghao, do you know how she reacted when I told Zhu Zhu yesterday that you had returned to Binhai City? Oh my god … "It's just like …"

"Mom!" "Shut up!" Ling Meng Zhu pounced on her angrily, while Madam Ling quickly flashed behind the sofa to continue describing, "It's as if she lost her soul, she doesn't eat nor drink, and she even forgot to put salt when cooking …"

Ling Mengzhu compromised and no longer chased after Madam Ling. Furthermore, she stood at the other end of the sofa, staring fixedly at the panting Madam Ling. Was she that out of control last night? Did you forget to put salt in the dish? Why didn't she feel it at all? Why was she still able to eat so delicately?

Only now did she understand why Mrs. Ling was carrying a bowl of food to eat at Auntie Wang's house next door. So it was her who cooked the food so badly. She had truly wronged this old man.

"Then why didn't you call me?" Long Zhenghao's affectionate voice came from behind her, and his gentle gaze gently fell on her. He had to admit that he was moved by the Ling Dreamy Pearl that Madam Ling had mentioned.

Ling Mengzhu's body stiffened as she turned around to glare at him, "Why do you want me to call you? I will not do such a shameful thing! "

Actually, she had thought of calling him, but every time she was about to connect the number, she would freeze. She was such a person who cared deeply about her reputation, even in terms of her feelings, she would not easily compromise with him. Mrs. Ling always said she was a little stubborn donkey, or maybe it was, or a stubborn donkey who never knew to repent.

Long Zhenghao laughed and dotingly tapped her forehead with his index finger, "Is your life's happiness more important or is your face more important? "How can you always be so calm?"

"Then why didn't you call me? For a day and a night, there was no news at all. " Ling Mengzhu was unwilling to accept this. After saying this, she became even more unwilling to accept it. Long Zhenghao was always cold to her and warm to her, unlike other men and women who kept calling all day long. The messages kept going on and on, making her not know if he really loved her or not.

Long Zhenghao lowered his head when she asked so, and pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers, "Hmm … "I thought about what I did yesterday. I went to Cong Hua in the morning, discussed a few things with a customer in the company, visited the factory in the afternoon, drank a bit in a bar in the evening, and was a bit drunk. So I went back to the hotel to rest until this morning."

"I'm sorry, I should have called you and reported my whereabouts." He smiled, not at all sincere.

"Who took you back to the hotel? Miss Bar? " Ling Mengzhu had already started using her role as the would-be wife.

Long Zhenghao's face turned serious as he pretended to be serious and said, "Miss Ling Mengzhu, please don't lower my taste."

"Tsk, serious." Ling Mengzhu shot him a glance before turning to walk back into the bathroom, her face filled with unconcealable joy.

When she finished washing up, Mrs. Ling was preparing food while Long Zhenghao was usually helping. On the table were Ling Meng beads and Long Zhenghao's favorite dishes, prepared meticulously early in the morning by Madam Ling.

"Mom, why are you wasting it?" There are no outsiders. " Ling Meng Zhu sat down beside Long Zhenghao. When she woke up, she usually didn't have much appetite, but after seeing the dishes prepared by Madam Ling, her appetite was immediately piqued.

Mrs Ling served her food while saying, "The journey is long, and the food at the service station may not be tasty. You guys should eat a bit more."

"Mom, what do you mean by that? What do you mean, take a long time on the road? " Ling Meng Zhu could already guess what this meant, but he still asked with a confused expression.

Mrs. Ling glared at her and said reproachfully, "What else would it mean? Stop playing dumb here. Are you really not planning to go back to work? Always live here? Even if you don't work, you should still work, right? "

"Mom, you only know how to force me to go back." Ling Mengzhu didn't pretend to say that she wasn't going back. Her heart was filled with the image of Long Zhenghao. Staying here was like living a life without a soul, so she might as well go back to Bincheng.

"Yes, I also know that I'm forcing you two to get married early. When that happens, remember to come back and treat our entire village to a wedding wine."

"Mom, you're not coming back with us?" Ling Mengzhu looked at her in astonishment. The hand holding the bowl was frozen in mid-air, and her face was full of anxiety. Long Zhenghao, on the other hand, was very calm. This morning, when he had mentioned to Ling Mengzhu that he would bring them back to Bincheng, Mrs. Ling had clearly indicated that she would not go back. Of course, he also tried to persuade her, but he just couldn't.