After Ling Kexin finished cleaning at home, she went to her uncle's house while Ling Xiaowei was still at Ren Yifei's house.
The person who opened the door was Bai Haoming. When he saw Ling Kexin, he asked eagerly: "Kexin, tell the truth to your uncle. Are the parents of that student really rich?"
Ling Kexin was slightly stunned and looked at him blankly: "What's wrong?"
"You gave your aunt and Leshan so many shoes and bags yesterday... I heard from Leshan that these would cost at least ten or twenty thousand. Is it possible for him to be so generous?"
Bai Haoming analyzed it with the thoughts of people who had experienced it, and felt that this matter was a bit strange. He thought of the word "###" that has become very popular in society now, and he was worried that Ling Kexin had embarked on this path.
"Uncle, those shoes and bags were indeed given to me by him." It's just that he... is not the student's parent.
"Send it to you?"
"kindness."
"Why?"
Ling Kexin smiled bitterly and gave the same reason as yesterday: "That I taught his child well."
Bai Haoming took a serious look at Ling Kexin and felt that she didn't seem to be lying. His anxious heart relaxed a little. In any case, his sister had given him the care of the two children when she left. If he didn't take care of them well, his sister would come back.
, how can he explain it?
"Kexin, uncle told me a long time ago that if you want money, just ask me for it."
"I know." Ling Kexin smiled at him, then walked into Bai Leshan's room to pack her brother's things. When she opened her brother's schoolbag and reached out to touch it, her face suddenly froze.
The next second, she picked up her schoolbag in a panic and poured out all the contents. However, no matter how she rummaged, the Morye credit card she had stuffed in the mezzanine of her brother's schoolbag yesterday was gone.
She sat on the floor blankly, remembering the scene when she entered the room yesterday...
Bai Leshan asked her to take off her dress, but she accidentally dropped the gold card on the ground. When Bai Leshan saw it, she asked her strangely: "Where did it come from?"
Ling Kexin picked it up in a panic, avoiding her doubtful eyes: "It belongs to someone else."
Bai Leshan came over to take a closer look, and Ling Kexin put her hands behind her back and changed her clothes. Ling Kexin thought it was inconvenient to carry such an important card with her, so while Bai Leshan was trying on a skirt in front of the full-length mirror, she picked up her brother's schoolbag and stuffed the card
Got in.
She thought her brother's schoolbag was safe, but she never expected that the card inside would disappear after just one night.
"Uncle, where is my cousin?" Ling Kexin hurried out of the room and asked Bai Haoming.
"I went to the company. She said some sisters had activities in the evening." Bai Haoming saw her expression was strange and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
Ling Kexin hesitated for a moment, thinking that if she told her uncle about this matter, he would be doubted and questioned again, so she shook her head: "I'll just ask."
After having lunch at her uncle's house, Ling Kexin went directly to Ren Yifei's house. She handed her schoolbag to Ling Xiaowei and asked Ren Yifei to take Ling Xiaowei to school, saying that she had something to take care of.
"Are you going back to that man's house?" When Ling Kexin was about to leave, Ren Yifei asked her in a low voice.
Ling Kexin couldn't comment, patted Ren Yifei's hand gently and said she would call her when she had time. Ren Yifei waved her hand: "Okay, take care of yourself, Xiaowei leaves it to me."
Ling Kexin did not go to Zhuhaiyuan immediately. She came to Xinhuang Media Company. Because on the weekend, the company seemed deserted. There were only two employees on duty at the front desk in the lobby on the first floor, a man and a woman. They were joking. At this moment, they
When they noticed someone coming in, they all stood up from their seats, assumed a professional posture, and stared at this elegant and simple girl.
Ling Kexin explained the purpose of her visit with a pleasant smile. The short-haired young female employee looked at her carefully and then said: "They live in the employee apartment building behind this building, but are the people you are talking about here?
We don’t know.”
Ling Kexin expressed her gratitude and then turned around and came out. She found the apartment building as they said and climbed to the third floor. She knocked on the door of room 306. A girl with wet hair appeared in front of Ling Kexin. She was tall and handsome.
She lifted her suspender skirt and looked at Ling Kexin indifferently.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Bai Leshan." They were both women, but Ling Kexin still didn't dare to look directly at her half-exposed body and the looming beautiful spring scenery. She glanced over her shoulders and looked away to answer.
"She won't be back until tonight." The woman wanted to close the door.
Ling Kexin raised her hand, pressed against the door, and asked anxiously: "Do you know where she went?"
"Shopping." The woman was very good-looking, but her expression was arrogant and indifferent. She seemed unwilling to talk to strangers. Seeing that Ling Kexin didn't want to leave immediately, she showed a little impatience, "You can call her.
.”
"I called, but she didn't answer."
"She doesn't answer calls from strangers," she paused, "Are you a stranger to her?" After asking this question, the woman's expression became even colder.
"I'm not, I'm her cousin."
The woman was obviously stunned for a moment. Ling Kexin's identity seemed to surprise her. She frowned slightly, then took a good look at Ling Kexin, looking from head to toe, and then from toe to head. Finally, she locked Ling Kexin's eyes and smiled faintly:
"I've never heard her say she has a cousin, but you do look a bit similar."
After hearing this, Ling Kexin was not happy. She didn't know what the woman in front of her was comparing to. Her eyes were very sharp. Facing her, Ling Kexin felt like this. Did she see it through her own eyes?
Have you seen through yourself?
If she and Bai Leshan were similar in appearance, she would admit it, but if it was about their inner nature, she really didn't dare to accept it. They were cousins, and they were somewhat connected by blood, but blood relations did not mean that they were related by blood.
Human nature is the same.
"I am her aunt's daughter." Ling Kexin made her identity clear.
She thought it was too normal for Bai Leshan not to mention herself, because there was nothing about her that made Bai Leshan feel beautiful and proud.
According to what Bai Leshan said before, Ling Kexin and Ling Xiaowei were "parasites" in their family. Not only did they not bring wealth to their family, but they devoured too much food and money in their family. Bai Leshan once said that their siblings
In fact, you should go to an orphanage. Anyway, my aunt is away from home all year round, and their Bai family is not an orphanage, so it is difficult to feed two people.
"Oh? So, Bai Leshan also has an aunt?" The woman seemed to be interested in chatting and let go of the door.
Ling Kexin caught a glimpse of a smile on her lips and nodded blankly. She didn't know what the woman was laughing at. She could only guess...Bai Leshan might not even have told anyone about having an aunt. In her family background,
The aunt is a dispensable relative. Even if the background is pasted, it is still a gray area that she is trying to cover up. Maybe in her heart, her aunt is simply a stranger.
Ling Kexin didn't want to say anything more. These were all off-topic. She came to see Bai Leshan for a credit card. Without this card, she wouldn't be willing to step into this building. Because looking for someone, she has to uncover layers of relationships.
, just like peeling off clothes, I feel uncomfortable.
Ling Kexin left without getting any useful answers. The woman leaned against the door frame and looked at her back thoughtfully. She closed the door until her shadow disappeared from sight.
After wandering around the street, Ling Kexin arrived at Zhuhaiyuan on time. When she opened the door, she saw More Ye sitting lazily on the sofa, lighting a cigarette between his fingers and squinting his eyes.
Watch her slowly walk in.
The living room is large and refreshing. The windows are open, and the autumn wind slowly drifts in with the smell of grass. It brings up the smoke and wraps it around Ling Kexin's nose. She is wearing a pair of thin and transparent stockings and stands with her feet together.
On the carpet, she was wearing a light green long-sleeved thin sweater and a pair of tight leggings. The sweater was longer and completely covered her buttocks. The two slender legs exposed made her look even more beautiful.
Thin.
"Where are the things you bought?" Mo Ye stared at her for a while before speaking.
Ling Kexin wrung her fingers, looking a little embarrassed, and replied in a low voice: "I forgot to go to my uncle's house to get it."
"I bought it for you so you can use it." He glanced at her dissatisfiedly and put out the cigarette butt, "Go to the room and change some clothes and follow me out."
"Where to go?"
"You'll know when you go there."
Ling Kexin entered the room, opened the wardrobe and pulled around for a long time. Finally, she found a dress that Mo Ye was satisfied with and put it on. After looking at her feet, she pulled the suitcase from the corner and opened it.
There were two pairs of shoes inside, but unfortunately they were both crystal high-heeled sandals. Thinking of coping, Ling Kexin put on the pair of black strappy sandals. The style was very fashionable. When worn on her feet, her feet looked whiter and slender.
Today, Mo Ye was not dressed strictly. He wore a blue shirt with two buttons scattered on the front and a black suit. He stood in the corridor and looked at Ling Kexin.
Ling Kexin lowered her head and stared at the instep of her feet, like a student who had done something wrong, holding a wheat bag with both hands. There was a little fear and worry in her heart, and her nerves were in a state of high tension. Fortunately, a certain
After sizing her up, the man didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards Mai Mah who was parked at the entrance of the courtyard.
Ling Kexin let out a long breath, and when she sat down in the passenger seat, she realized belatedly that her skirt was the same color as Mo Ye's shirt, and even their shoes were black. In an instant,
Suddenly, her ears felt hot and she was grabbing at the hem of her skirt. She really wanted to explain - it was all unintentional!
The car was not driving very fast. Mo Ye kept paying attention to the road ahead. Ling Kexin did not dare to turn around and look at him. The space in the car seemed to become narrower. They could hear each other's breathing. Ling Kexin finally couldn't help it.
He reached over and turned on the radio.
"Your hair is like moonlight, which cannot be held in the hand, but it is a glimmer of hope. Your face is like a flower, sliding lightly across the glass window, leaving a path of sadness. I don't think about how far your world is from me, just for you in this mortal world.
The loneliness on the road makes me heartbroken. I hide my infatuation close to you and silently appreciate the passing of the person who loves you..."
The melodious music of "卟" was suddenly cut off by Mo Ye. He put his hand into a fist and coughed lightly. Jier accelerated the speed of the car. Ling Kexin turned her head unnaturally and glanced at his handsome profile.
When she withdrew her gaze and turned to the road ahead, Ling Kexin couldn't help but clear her eyes. Xinhuang Media Company was already in front of her. There was no doubt that he had brought her here.
"Get out of the car!" The car stopped, and Mo Ye said two words lightly.
Ling Kexin didn't know why, so she turned around and asked him, "What are you doing here?" The interview scene came to mind again, and Ling Kexin became wary.
"Audition!" After saying these two words, Mo Ye got out of the car, ignored Ling Kexin, and walked towards the building with long strides.
However, after he walked for a while, he quickly stopped again, turned around slowly with his eyes fixed... He really saw Ling Kexin running in the opposite direction, and his speed was comparable to that of a sprinter.
The fist hanging by his side was suddenly clenched, and on Mor Ye's stern face, a pair of phoenix eyes became darker and more distant... Even his toes knew that his majesty had once again been challenged!