[69 Book Bar-www.] There was a loud knock on the door.
In the kitchen, Qingwu's hand holding the wooden shovel paused, she took three steps back, turned around, and glanced through the door at the man whose body was pinched on the pocket sofa in the narrow living room.
Continue to fry eggs.
Three more polite knocks on the door.
Ling Yansen turned over. His too-slender legs were obviously numb from being bitten by thousands of ants because he had left them outside this magical sofa all night. His legs were cramped, his back couldn't be straightened, and his neck was stiff!
His anger out of bed was very embarrassing on this bright morning.
"Duan Qingwu! Open the door!"
Qingwu heard the trembling sound of his roar coming from the kitchen wall.
She had no choice but to turn off the fire. The omelette in the pot was flashing orange with anger. She wiped her hands on her bib and didn't even have time to wash off the oil on her fingertips.
He walked out with an expressionless expression.
At this time, Duoduo cried in the bedroom, and Qingwu helplessly stopped in front of the door. Under Ling Yansen's unhappy glare, she walked to the bedroom door and gently opened the door. Sure enough, Duoduo was wearing his big red formal suit.
There is a bright yellow bellyband with a huge blessing embroidered in the middle. She is holding on to the railing of the cradle with her little hands. She is struggling with her standing posture. Her little feet are entangled in the small mattress, so she can't stand up no matter how hard she tries. Her big eyes are looking at each other on the empty bed.
Looking around.
Qingwu smiled widely and touched the wind chime at the door.
Sure enough, when Duoduo looked over, there were still two noodles hanging on his apple-like white and rosy face, but Cherry's little mouth opened wide and giggled at Qingwu.
Qingwu clapped her hands, but did not come closer. There were still oil stains on her hands. "Be good, Duoduo. Mom will hug you later. Do you want to pee?"
Duo Duo smiled far away, her little head was spinning very fast, but she didn't forget, "Good morning, mom."
Qingwu immediately became happy, "Mom loves it so much."
Duoduo smiled even more happily, and the laughter in his mouth flowed into a river. Qingwu was really glad that she was wise, knowing that she should hang a small napkin around his neck even if he slept.
In this room, mother and son are harmonious, and their family is warm. In that room, Ling Yansen's too-slender body is stuck in the chic and shabby sofa, unable to get up. His old arms and legs are stuffed into a jar. It hurts to death if he moves.
The knocking on the door continued.
"Duan Qingwu! Open that damn door for me!" Ling Yansen finally got up, with his head still in a stiff posture, daring not to move, with a face like a thunder god, muttering, "What are the arrangements?
Assistant, even if you want to bring clothes, you have to knock on the door like you are asking for help. Don’t you know this is a dangerous building? Don’t you know there is no doorbell in this shabby place?”
Having said this, he glanced sideways at the modular sofa that was less than his body length, and kicked it towards him. Naturally, he got angry with the sofa. Not only that, but he also had to turn around and rush to pass by in a very tangled manner.
Qingwu, who was going to open the door, complained, "Can't your home be bigger? It can't even fit a single sofa. A bigger one will kill me! I ordered a sofa set, but the person who assembled it took a long time to assemble it. In the end, I was disappointed
Said, the living room can’t fit in it! Shit!”
Qingwu was very calm and turned around to say something to the man who was getting nervous, "Your home is very big and can fit all the sofas in the furniture stores in Luancheng. Mr. Ling, if you want to abuse yourself, I can't control you. Please don't abuse yourself."
Everything in my house, including the Fruit Ninja sofa that has been with me for many years.”
"..."
In fact, Ling Yansen lost such a temper and moved his anger to the sofa and to Qingwu, the ultimate goal was just...
"The bed in your bedroom can fit me! Why do you let me sleep on the sofa for three days in a row?"
The old man has been thinking about this problem for a long time. He has been thinking about it so much that he is overflowing with a certain kind of desire. They are in the same room every night, but through that damn door, he can only listen to her breathing unbearably, and cannot touch her... to fall asleep. .
Qingwu got goosebumps when she heard this. Fortunately, she had already turned the door lock and the door opened.
The assistant lowered her head timidly and presented the expensive paper bag in her hand. The paper bag contained the suit that Manager Wu had ordered her to send to President Ling in the morning, which was specially made and flown from a handmade street in the UK.
"Thank you." Qingwu took it and thanked her.
The assistant looked at this woman who could bring the CEO to such a low position. She was even wearing a bib, her hair was messy, and her face was as pink as egg white. She quickly lowered her head and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go ahead. leave."
"Walk slowly."
Qingwu closed the door and threw the two high-end-looking paper bags on the sofa. Ling Yansen came over, his handsome and tall figure rushed towards Qingwu, casting a huge shadow on her face.
The thick eyebrows are frowned, just two eyebrows are pinching each other. The bridge of the nose is steep, with some wrinkles at the top. The sharp outline looks like a bronze mask at the moment, and the thin lips are pursed into a beautiful streamline shape.
He planned to continue to struggle with the issue just now. Since he had yelled out shamelessly, he didn't know how long he would have to sleep on the sofa if he didn't continue with this settlement.
"Tell me! Duan Qingwu, please explain clearly to me! I am a tall man of 1.8 meters, and you want me to be locked in a sofa that is less than 1.7 meters tall. Do you want to suffocate me to death?"
"..."
Qingwu couldn't speak, and I successfully choked her to death with her last sentence that choked her to death.
There was a faint blush on his face.
We are all grown-up women. There are many different meanings of suffocating to death, but in the words of a lonely man and a widow living in the same room, there is usually only one meaning.
So Qingwu had no choice but to ramble here and there.
See the clock on the wall.
"Ling Yansen, it's nine o'clock, you're late! Change your clothes quickly! By the way, the omelette in my kitchen is half fried..."
Ling Yansen felt like his ears were calloused. To deal with this woman who was so full of words, he had no choice but to grab her with one hand as she hurriedly tried to escape.
"Tell me clearly where I will sleep tonight."
"The Presidential Suite you have booked for a long time at the Hilton Hotel. At that time, the hotel manager will arrange the itinerary and night life for you. You can have a bed of whatever size you want, and a breast of whatever size you want. Whatever size of breasts you have, you can have a waist of whatever size you want..."
"I can actually take Duoduo to stay at the Hilton Hotel. Duoduo just can't express himself. I'm his father. I can see from his fragile eyes that he doesn't like this old bird's nest!"
Qingwu was a little angry. She even said that the apartment she bought with her own money was as small as a bird's nest. Yes, Ling Yansen is not as rich as you. Your bathroom is bigger than my living room and your carpets are bigger than mine. The furniture is valuable together!
But when she mentioned Duoduo, she was still frightened by Ling Yansen Chi Guoguo's threat.
She doesn't want to leave Duoduo.
So she has been enduring all kinds of complicated and messy relationships that this bastard Ling Yansen has imposed on her. He has a family and a wife, and she is now a divorced single mother, but he is living in this dilapidated house.
He left and announced that he would enter her bedroom.
Oh my god, would it be so funny?
Thinking of this, thinking of Xiao Manyin, thinking of their disconnected relationship, and thinking of Jiang Henhan who had been missing for twelve days and was about to be fifteen, Qingwu's face lost the relief it had before.
Ling Yansen knew what she was thinking.
Raising his eyebrows, he also fell silent.
Before getting dressed, he looked at her and said calmly, "I will divorce Manyin, Ah Wu, as you know, I have no substantial relationship with her. It's just that she is sick, very sick, and I
I don’t want her to be helpless in the last few months.”
Qingwu nodded, that was because she was in prison and couldn't keep up with him. Even he and Xiao Manyin's marriage was only learned in a hurry from their wedding banquet.
But last time Xiao Manyin said that they planned to have a child...
Qing Wu looked back at Ling Yansen and saw him throwing his tie in front of her. It was clear that he wanted her to wear it for him.
Qingwu was stunned, looking at him in a daze.
Ling Yansen acted as if nothing had happened, and there was nothing strange in his dark eyes. He joked, "What are you doing? Come here and tie my tie!"
"I have oil on my hands, you can tie it yourself." Qingwu didn't have a good face, she said calmly and walked into the kitchen.
Ling Yansen was left with a puzzled look on his face.
******
Before leaving get off work, Ling Yansen received a call from the villa.
The housekeeper called.
It was said that Xiao Manyin had not been in a good mood for the past two days, and his condition was not optimistic. He started to argue in a daze about not taking medicine and insisting on seeing the second young master.
The housekeeper was naturally a human being. He hesitated and asked Ling Yansen if he wanted to go back to the villa.
Ling Yansen thought of the old and warm apartment where his beloved woman and son lived.
But Xiao Manyin is the sister-in-law who bears the identity of his wife.
Some headaches.
"No, you let Maidong serve her well. Uncle Chen, as a housekeeper, you naturally have to find a job in your position. Miss Man's physical condition is your top priority. If you can't handle it well, I want you to do this."
What’s the use of a butler?”
The housekeeper immediately smelled the danger of losing his position and became nervous, "I'm sorry, Second Young Master, I didn't do my duty. I will make sure Miss Man takes her medicine on time and cooperate with Dr. Mai's treatment!"
"Okay, Miss Man, please call me if anything happens."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Yansen asked his boss to drive.
When Ling Yansen got home, Qingwu had already sat down with three dishes and one soup. She still couldn't find a job. It was also because she carried Duoduo with her every day and was inseparable. Apart from submitting her resume online, she didn't go out for interviews at all.
But in fact, her relationship with Ling Yansen is currently in a different state. Although he said in the morning that he would divorce Xiao Manyin and make some formal changes, he did not say when, and she could not rush him. After all, Xiao Manyin
Man Yin is like this, no matter how aggressive she is, that's not her style.
But she couldn't wait forever. Jiang Henhan said that she and Ling Yansen would have a good life, but as long as there was Xiao Manyin between them, her and Ling Yansen's lives would not be peaceful.