"You are the head of the family now. As long as you open your mouth, no one will drive her out of the Ling family. She is used to fine clothes and food. If she is kicked out, she will definitely not be able to survive. Just think of me as begging you."
Ling Ye is silent
When he was a child, he had just started learning to swim. One time, his feet cramped in the swimming pool. The servants were not around at the time. Ling Mingchong, who was four years older than him, rescued him. To this day, he still can't understand why Ling Mingchong wanted to save him. After all, he was so
hate him
Maybe now, it would be another choice
Ling Mingchong's expression was obscure and he choked with sobs: "Second brother...just think of me as begging you."
Feeling that the seat next to him was empty, he hurriedly turned around and shouted "Second brother" in a hoarse voice. Ling Ye put his hand on the doorknob and his back froze until the door slammed shut, his words still lingering in Ling Ming's eyes.
swirling in my mind
"I will find someone to settle the lawsuit. Just treat it like I repay your kindness. The Ling family is not your place to stay. You take good care of yourself and I will give you enough money to spend the rest of your life. You and your mother pack up your things and leave.
You can go anywhere, and never step into the country again. If I find you sneaking back, you will bear the consequences."
Ling Mingchong looked at the bedside. There were two red passports and a check lying there.
He struggled to move his body and looked at the numbers above.
…
Ling Ye came back halfway through breakfast
Seeing that she was alone, he looked a little unhappy: "Where is your friend?"
Meng Xinran touched her nose and smiled: "I was taken away."
Without saying anything else, he pulled out his chair and sat down, pulled out a pair of chopsticks from the wooden tube, picked up the half-bitten xiaolongbao in her bowl, and put it into his mouth.
Meng Xinran's eyes widened. This man was too confused about the situation. The steamed dumplings belonged to her, so how could he eat the rest of her food so brazenly?
Ling Ye chewed twice, looked at her sluggish look, pinched her cheeks, and smiled evilly: "It's not good to eat meat in the morning, I'm afraid you'll feel sick."
Then you still eat it!
Meng Xinran glared at him angrily, then she saw him scooping up the porridge, blowing it to cool down, and handed it to her mouth. She shook her head in character and snorted: "Don't eat it."
Ling Ye put down the bowl and chopsticks helplessly and looked at her: "Then what do you want to eat?"
“Xiao Long Bao”
She raised her pink lips angrily. Because she had just sucked in a few mouthfuls of white porridge, her lips were shiny and watery, like a red apple tempting to taste. Ling Ye's throat rolled when he saw it.
Smiling lowly, his mellow voice was filled with a hint of hoarseness and intoxication.
"Well..." Before she could react, her lips were blocked, her teeth were slightly opened, and the man's tongue, stained with fresh soup, slid into her mouth and slowly swam away like a snake.
Meng Xinran only felt her tongue flicker, and her mouth was filled with the taste of steamed dumplings, salty and fresh. It wasn't until she was breathless from being kissed that her tongue slowly slipped out, but he couldn't help it at all.
He didn't mean to let her go, but instead traced the shape of her lips carefully with the tip of his tongue.
The crystal fluid mixed with the delicious soup flowed from the corners of her mouth, making her feel ashamed.
In the crowded cafeteria, a man and a woman were kissing as if no one else was around. People around them were casting ambiguous glances.
After a long time, Ling Ye let her go
Meng Xinran grabbed the paper towel on the table and wiped it, her face twisted with anger.