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Chapter 252

Murong Zhi comforted the sobbing woman in his arms, and he was smart enough to have a rough understanding of what happened.

"Brother Murong, let's not meet again! I don't want to see you again, otherwise more people will know our secret."

Situ Wen suddenly pushed Murong Zhi's arms away, nervously

"Wenwen, what if our affairs are discovered by others? Anyway, I will not deny that you are my woman."

Situ Wen's repulsive behavior stung Murong Zhi, who asked sadly.

"Brother Murong! I don't want to see you again, you should leave now!"

Worried that more people would find out, Situ Wen forcefully pushed Murong Zhi out of the door.

"Wenwen, I don't allow you to abandon me for Ouyang Lingyun. If you don't see me, I will tell Ouyang Lingyun that Xuanxuan is not his child!"

Murong Zhi grabbed Situ Wen's little hand that resisted him and threatened angrily.

"Brother Murong, if you love me, you won't do this."

Murong Zhi's words made Situ Wen quiet down. He looked at Murong Zhi in horror, shook his head and murmured.

"Yes, I love you, but I will do this if you dare not to see me again. You'd better believe me!"

She was his woman and wanted to completely separate herself from him. Murong Zhi was very angry and threatened her severely.

Seeing the tears flashing in the woman's eyes, her heart softened, and she pulled the woman's stiff body into her arms again and compromised.

"Wenwen, don't refuse me anymore and don't hide from me anymore. I promise to help you get rid of Xia Qingqing from Ouyang Lingyun, but if there is no Xia Qingqing, Ouyang Lingyun still wants you, so don't be persistent anymore,

Leave him and come to me."

"good!"

With Murong Zhi's promise, Situ Wen felt much more at ease with Xia Qingqing.

Situ Wen responded trustingly and leaned tiredly into Murong Zhi's arms.

She needs a shoulder and a hug to give her warmth and peace of mind.

She likes the feeling of being pampered, accommodated and cared about



"General Manager Situ, do you really want to release this information? Mr. Ouyang is your..."

The subordinate's uncertain voice came from the other end of the phone, and Situ Wen's cold voice interrupted without hesitation.

"Put it out, immediately, immediately! The faster the news spreads, the better, the wider the better, and the greater the influence, the better!"

‘Ouyang Lingyun, if you are unkind, don’t blame me for being unjust!

I want you to know what it means to be afraid of words! Look at how you are still together!'

Situ Wen clenched the phone in her hand bitterly, her eyes shining with determination that she would never let go.

Her beautiful face, without makeup, began to twist with jealousy and unwillingness.

With Brother Murong helping her behind the scenes, even if Shangguan Jin and Ouyang Lingyun join forces, she is not afraid at all.



"Qing, what are you thinking about?"

Ouyang Lingyun hugged Qingqing's slender body from behind, and rested his chin lazily on her thin shoulder.

Greedily smelling the aroma of food filling the kitchen, the magnetic voice murmured lazily.

Seeing You Ping wearing an apron from three years ago, busy in the kitchen, she feels like a young wife.

"I miss my little darlings so much."

Qingqing held the shovel in one hand and the pot in the other, shoveling the pot one at a time.

She was already used to her brother suddenly hugging her from behind, but his hot breath still made Qingqing's heart beat faster.

Qingqing turned around with a gentle smile and answered honestly.

"Oh, I'm jealous. I thought you would say you miss me. When you're with me, you still miss someone else!"

Ouyang Lingyun pursed her lips childishly and pecked Qingqing's forehead in protest.

"You want to be jealous of the babies too? I've been separated from the babies for three days. I'm so used to it. I've never been separated from the children for so long."

Qingqing couldn't help laughing at her brother's rare and cute expression, and her depressed mood was suddenly lifted.

Qingqing couldn't help but joke with her brother, but thinking of the babies, her beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle again.

"Fool, I just don't like to see you looking so sad, as if I have bullied you. Don't worry, we will see them soon."

His big palm lovingly smoothed her tangled brows and comforted her.

"Really? Has the driver been found?"

Qingqing asked excitedly, thinking that the haze that had been buried in their hearts could finally be swept away.

"Not yet. The surveillance video at noon turned out to be blank, and I couldn't find any useful clues. I suspect someone deliberately destroyed the video that day."

Ouyang Lingyun explained with some frustration that he went to the traffic control department to investigate, but could not find out who had tampered with the video.

Someone wants to frame Qing Qing. Besides Situ Wen, are there any other accomplices?

A cloud of doubt lingered in Ouyang Lingyun's mind.

"It doesn't matter. I believe I am innocent. There will be other ways to prove my innocence. Yun, don't worry about me."

She didn't like how her brother looked so sad because of her, so Qingqing smiled with relief and consoled her sweetly.

"Hmm. What's wrong?"

Ouyang Lingyun came back from his thoughts and smelled the smell of burnt food.

"Oops, the beef rice is burnt!"

After being reminded by her brother, Qingqing exclaimed in annoyance and hurriedly turned off the jealous fire.

You actually made such a stupid mistake again!

Qingqing blamed herself in her heart, and in frustration she picked up the burnt beef rice and prepared to throw it away.

"It doesn't matter, it still smells delicious. I like food that's a little creamier."

You Ping pouted her lips and looked secretly sad, so cute.

Ouyang Lingyun smiled nonchalantly, consoled him, took the beef rice from the oil bottle and started eating it carelessly.

Sitting around the table with her brother, eating beef rice that was not delicious, Qingqing was so ashamed that she almost buried her head in the bowl.

"You already have a bit of the flavor of my mom back then. It seems like you've made a lot of progress in the past few years!"

For the first time in three years, I ate rice cooked in an oil bottle. It was very warm.

Ouyang Lingyun was devouring the food while speaking incoherently to console him.

"Really? Did your mommy often cook rice back then?"

Qingqing suddenly raised her head and asked in a matter-of-fact way.

"Well, I mean, if it's not confusing."

The corners of Ouyang Lingyun's mouth twitched in interest and he explained nonchalantly.


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