Qingwu didn't know when Ling Yansen came back. She was really sleepy in the second half of the night, so she and Maomao squeezed into a single hospital bed and barely managed to spend the night.
It was already morning when I woke up.
Ling Yansen was sitting on the single sofa nearby, with a notebook on his knees and working.
"what time is it?"
"Nine o'clock. The doctor has come to see you. You can leave the hospital after this bottle is transfused." He lowered his head and his hands flew on the keyboard.
Qingwu looked at him with a displeased look, expecting that he would never mention anything about last night. But she didn't intend to let it go, it was about Maomao, and she was very uneasy.
With this thought in mind, she walked to the window and looked at the dark sky, "By the way, I suddenly remembered something."
Ling Yansen didn't say a word.
Qingwu didn't care, and pretended to say casually, "You didn't know Maomao before I moved to the villa, right? Of course, it's impossible to know which kindergarten she was in, but last night when you took me to pick her up,
You haven't even asked me how to get there, Ling Yansen, how do you know the way?"
Suddenly, his back stiffened, and his hands typing on the keyboard slowed down. Qingwu walked up to him with great interest and faced him, carefully observing the changes in his expression.
It's a pity that pretending is an art to this man! He has performed it to perfection.
In Qingwu's surprise, Ling Yansen raised his eyes, his expression was as usual, but his thin lips were slightly raised, as if she had said something very funny. He shrugged, disapprovingly, "How many people do Luan Cheng have in total?"
Aristocratic Kindergarten? Which one is the closest to home? Okay, do you have any questions about me knowing the way?"
He was full of confidence, and in her aggrieved expression that she could not refute, he moved his hands again, with a joke on his lips, "Why don't you think about it slowly."
His dismissiveness angered her, but Qingwu quickly calmed down. It seemed that lying was a common occurrence for him. He mistakenly thought that he could just deal with her with a few perfunctory words, but he didn't know that she
The real intention of asking this question.
Now she was sure that Ling Yansen had known Maomao for a long time and often went to the kindergarten so he could remember the way. But why didn't he hear Maomao mention it? And why did he pretend not to know him? What made Qing Wu feel even more ridiculous was that,
How did he know Maomao? They were obviously two people who couldn't get along with each other. Judging from what I heard last night, I'm afraid that Man Yin also knew about Maomao's existence.
Things are getting weirder and weirder, and she must find time to meet Xiao Yixiang.