Chapter 275

Ling Zhensheng hears speech, some doubt, he slightly frowns, "why do you suddenly ask?"

The affair between him and Qinglian was also a drunken disorder, and later lingjue.

They had split up at that time -

he was married, and Qinglian agreed to stop pestering him and Xueling.

Now Ling Jue suddenly asks, which makes him very confused.

Looking at his face, lingjue's mouth moved. "It's how you know him, how you separate him, and how you can have me in the end. Tell me all about it."

There must be something wrong in it. Grandma has sympathy in her eyes. She just smiles lightly when she mentions Ling Zhensheng. She has no special expression.

How can I say that my mother gave me to him? My grandmother would worry about whether I was OK or not, but she didn't ask.

So ling Jue suspects that grandma has trust in Ling Zhensheng, but she also has a little sympathy. She doesn't want to ask about this.

"You want to know?" Seeing that he was really curious, Ling Zhensheng sighed and told the story.

"Your mother and I met at university. At that time, her family was poor and my family was OK. Later, when I was about to graduate, my parents, that is, your grandmother and your grandfather, when they went abroad, the plane crashed and they died. "

"Insurance has lost a lot of money, and I'm also busy with the funeral of my parents, which is the background. At this time, I know Xueling. " When he said this, he was embarrassed. "Xueling is a wayward girl. She had to be with me at that time, because she almost jumped off the stairs."

"I'm not the kind of person who compromises when threatened. It's just your mother, who gave up herself when we loved each other." He sighed, "it's also my fault. Xueling gave your mother our intimate picture of the night she jumped the stairs, and she broke up with me. In fact, I had to do it that night..."

Lingjue has been listening, but it's just a rich lady's drama to fight against girls from poor families. In this case, the TV plays are all bad.

"Later, at the classmate party 15 years ago, your mother appeared in front of me again. I was very drunk that night. She sent me to the hotel to stay And... Alas. " He sighed, and at the same time he was helpless. He could not control everything.

Qinglian is his favorite woman, just like the bright moonlight from the window.

"That is to say, you didn't feel anything that night?"

"Cough." Ling Zhensheng's face turned red when he heard about this topic, but he thought that his son was 15 years old, and this kind of thing can also be popularized.

"Every time I drink, I faint. I can't lift my strength except for doing that. I only remember that when I woke up that morning, your mother was lying in my arms, her whole body was blue and purple with a face of shame Cough. "

“……”

Lingjue didn't speak and touched her chin. She remembered a lot of memories. The woman in her memory was fierce or fierce. She beat her all the time and said she shouldn't have been born. There was no useful news left.

"Xiaojue, as a man, we must remember that we must control ourselves." Ling Zhensheng's admonition.

Ling Jue turned a white eye and stood up. "Let's go and see you, Mu Xueling."

"Good." Ling Zhensheng also hurriedly stood up, for fear that Ling Jue might repent.

Suddenly, lingjue stopped and looked at him jokingly. "In fact, I understand that you just don't want to pursue your bright moonlight for your future. You chose the mosquito blood on the wall. Ha ha."

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Extras: Zhang Ailing once said, "every man has two women in his life. When he marries a red rose, the red rose becomes a mosquito blood on the wall. The white rose is still" bright moonlight before bed "; when he marries a white rose, the white rose is just a grain of rice dregs on his clothes, and the red one is a cinnabar mole on his heart."