After Ling Kexin came back from England, she has been living in Zhuhaiyuan. She was accompanied by Aunt Mei, Wang Ma and Lu Qiaoer.
Spring is beautiful. Although the courtyard of Zhuhaiyuan is not as big as that of Mo's Manor, it has a unique design. The flowers, plants and trees are all trimmed neatly and beautifully. There is a pebbled path surrounding the outdoor swimming pool.
Every morning, Mo Ye would get up and take Ling Kexin for a walk around this road, letting her wear flat shoes to massage her soles.
Four months later, Ling Kexin's belly became more prominent. Fortunately, the weather got warmer, so she wore a lot less clothes and walked easily.
Every day, when Mor Ye went to work after breakfast, he would tell Aunt Mei not to let Ling Kexin stay out in the sun for too long at noon, especially not to use scissors to prune flowers.
She can't play with computers or mobile phones. After Ling Kexin gets tired from reading, she always likes to go out for a walk.
On this day, the sky was clear and the air was so good that people really wanted to go on an outing. Ling Kexin and Aunt Mei proposed to go for a walk in Linjiang Park.
With Mo Ye's consent, Aunt Mei and Lu Qiaoer accompanied Ling Kexin to Linjiang Park in a car driven by Xiaoxiao.
In the spring season, there are many tourists in the park, admiring flowers, chatting, or sitting in the pavilion singing... Ling Kexin is overwhelmed by the lively scene.
"Hey, isn't this Kexin?" Suddenly, two women carrying vegetable baskets came forward. One of them, a fashionably dressed woman with thickly painted eyelids, shouted with a smile.
"Auntie." Ling Kexin stopped and called politely.
Zhang Sufen flicked her eyelids, looked her up and down, lifted her lips, and seemed to be mocking, "Kexin, your belly is so big?"
Ling Kexin did not respond and lowered her eyes slightly. Beside her stood Aunt Mei and Lu Qiao'er. Aunt Mei looked at Zhang Sufen indifferently, while Lu Qiao'er held Ling Kexin's arm, as if she was afraid that Ling Kexin would be blown down by the wind.
Zhang Sufen glanced at them without meaning, and then saw a tall man a few steps behind Ling Kexin. The man's eyes never left this side.
"Haha, Kexin, you are so capable. You have really become rich and handsome. Look, you are surrounded by people as soon as you come out. Don't miss your aunt in the future."
These words were uncomfortable to hear, so Ling Kexin said in a low voice: "Auntie, it's me who doesn't live up to expectations."
"No, no, try your best. Auntie's face will look brighter with you." Zhang Sufen exaggeratedly patted her face with her hands. Although she was smiling, her eyes were cold, "Although this big girl's family
Having a bulging belly before you get married will inevitably make people gossip, but the man you are with is a good one, and my aunt likes it. I like it."
Seeing her embarrassment, Zhang Sufen approached Ling Kexin with a smile and said, "Auntie bought a lot of vegetables today. Come over for a meal in the evening. How about bringing your man? You haven't seen your uncle or aunt for a long time."
Ling Kexin pondered, staring at the vegetables in her basket, and didn't answer for a while.
Just because she closed herself off some time ago does not mean she has no memory.
Before going to England, she went back to Qingfeng Lane and saw a big woven bag thrown at the door of her house. Mo Ye helped her carry it into the house, opened it and took a look. It was all the things she and Ling Xiaowei had left at her uncle's house.
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At that time, my heart felt as if an awl had struck me. Do you still need to ask? My uncle and aunt didn't want to pay attention to the two siblings.
After their mother left, they became veritable orphans. Who would like two idiots?
"Auntie, I'll see you again when I have time." Such an answer can be considered perfunctory.
"Kexin, I heard from your sister that you don't go to school now and don't have enough time?" Zhang Sufen looked very polite.
"Madam, our lady has a special nutritional meal." Aunt Mei couldn't help it, she seemed to see something from the side of Ling Kexin's face.
"Oh?" Zhang Sufen looked surprised, but also envious, "Tsk tsk, our Kexin is really lucky. Well, come over when Kexin thinks of her uncle and aunt."
After she finished speaking, she brushed Lu Qiaoer's shoulder and left. The moment she brushed shoulders, Lu Qiaoer clearly heard a "hum" from her nose, and she quickly turned to look at Ling Kexin.
Ling Kexin closed her eyes and licked her cheek twice, as if she heard it.
Originally, she wanted to have a pleasant visit to the park, but because of Zhang Sufen's words, Ling Kexin's interest dropped a lot. After walking around half of the park, Ling Kexin excused herself that she was tired and took the car back to Zhuhaiyuan.
After lunch, Ling Kexin went to bed to rest according to the schedule.
After Aunt Mei saw her closing her eyes, she took Lu Qiaoer downstairs and sat on the sofa. Lu Qiaoer said to Aunt Mei, "Sister Ling seems to be thoughtful again."
Aunt Mei was silent for a moment, and then said: "In the future, if you hear that it is from her uncle's family, don't let the young lady see her."
"Sister Ling only has this family of relatives. She told me this a long time ago."
"If you don't like her or dislike her, what kind of relatives are you?"
"Sister Ke Ling is now the eldest young master's woman, why do they still look down on her?"
These words made Aunt Mei silent. She sighed softly, picked up the wool on the sofa, and asked Lu Qiaoer to sit down and wind it.
Counting the days, Ling Kexin's baby was born in early September. Aunt Mei likes to knit sweaters and is very good at it. Whenever Ling Kexin takes a break, she will sit down and knit a few stitches.
Today, Mo Ye came back very early. As soon as he entered the door, he went directly upstairs.
"Xin'er," he opened the door and saw Ling Kexin leaning on the bedside with a doll in his arms. He happily raised a convenience box in his hand, "I bought you the tofu pudding you like to eat."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mo Ye opened the box and looked at Ling Kexin with a smile, "Smell it, does it smell good?"
There are a few tiny oil particles floating on the white tofu puffs, a few green coriander leaves are sprinkled on it, and some soy sauce is poured on it. The heat is lingering, and it smells really good.
This morning, Wang Ma prepared a nutritious meal for Ling Kexin. Halfway through the meal, Ling Kexin suddenly asked: "Auntie, can you make tofu puffs?"
Wang Ma was startled, then shook her head hurriedly, "No, girl, do you want to eat?"
Ling Kexin smiled and said, "I'm just asking, aunt, I like to eat whatever you do." After she finished speaking, she continued to eat breakfast.
Mo Ye, who was sitting next to her, heard what she said. After a meeting at the company ended today, he left. After searching all the restaurants in the city, he found the tofu Ling Kexin mentioned in a breakfast shop.
brain.
Mor Ye asked them to make the tofu cake again, just for the sake of nutrition and freshness.
Ling Kexin raised her head and saw his handsome smile. She smiled slightly and reached out to take it.
"Don't move, it's hot. I'll feed you." Morye turned around and went to the cabinet to get a small spoon.
It was common for men to feed themselves during this period of time. Ling Kexin had gradually developed a habit. She could see his care and pampering for her.
After eating half the box, Ling Kexin stopped wanting it.
"Is it delicious?" Mo Ye asked.
Ling Kexin nodded, Mo Ye smiled, scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth. After swallowing, his eyes flashed, "Well, it tastes better than soy milk, Xin'er, I'll let Wang Ma learn how to make it tomorrow."
After finishing, he drank all the leftovers of Ling Kexin's food.
Ling Kexin frowned slightly... She had been getting along with him so far. In her memory, he would only let her eat his leftover meals because of his mysophobia. How had she ever eaten her leftovers?
Now, he is becoming more and more casual in front of her, and he will taste any food she is asked to eat.
If when they first met, he deliberately "insulted" her out of hatred, what kind of emotion would he feel towards her now if it were reversed?
Suddenly there was a sour feeling in her heart, Ling Kexin said softly: "Don't bother, Mother Wang is old, don't let her be too tired."
"Okay, I listen to you. I'll let Xiaoxiao drive to buy it in the future." After saying that, Moerye sat on the bed and hugged Ling Kexin, "Tell me, do you feel good going out to the park today?"
Ling Kexin smiled sadly, "It's okay."
"I'll go shopping with you tomorrow during the weekend." Mo Ye kissed her forehead.
"I don't want to go out."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just stay at home."
On this day of the weekend, Ling Xiaowei went home. Looking at his sister's obvious bulge, Ling Xiaowei smiled so hard that his lips felt like convulsions. Although his sister went to England, Chen Gang had already told him: "Your brother Ye has canceled his engagement with someone else."
, he is going to marry your sister."
"Does he really love my sister?" Ling Xiaowei asked maturely.
"certainly."
Ling Xiaowei was silent. He still clearly remembered that his sister said she didn't like Brother Ye, not at all.
But Chen Gang said that his sister had a baby in her belly, and there were two babies, and he became his uncle.
It's so sudden that my sister is not married yet her belly is so big.
Ling Xiaowei, who hadn't been back for a month, stared at Ling Kexin's belly with a complicated expression. Ling Kexin stretched out her hand and pulled him to sit on the sofa.
"Tell your sister if you have any ideas." Ling Kexin said softly, touching his head.
Ling Xiaowei looked at her tangledly and hesitated for a long time before saying: "Sister, my uncle went to my school yesterday. He said you'd better marry Brother Ye right away, otherwise, you will make others laugh."
Ling Kexin twitched her lips, no wonder her brother looked so confused.
The uncle must have listened to his wife's words. The niece was "showing off" with a big belly and no reputation, which made her relatives look bad.
"It's okay. My sister is not afraid. The baby is my sister's, so I am not afraid of what others will say." She smiled and comforted her brother.
"Brother Ye sees that you are pregnant, won't he marry you?"
"no."
"Why is that?"
Ling Kexin took a breath and pondered for a while before she smiled bitterly, "Because I haven't let his family accept it yet."
Another point is that I don’t really accept him in my heart.
"You mean, his parents will not like you?"
Ling Kexin was silent. She couldn't answer this complicated question. Mo Ye's mother was mentally ill. Although she said she was normal now, she couldn't tell if she would relapse if she was stimulated one day.
That day, the look in his mother's eyes when she saw her was filled with panic, hatred, and excitement. Ling Kexin had always been puzzled by it.
As for his father, she knew nothing about him. There was so little information about him.
During lunch, Mor Ye came back and sat at the dining table. He also showed great care and love for Ling Xiaowei. Not only did the hotel send him his favorite dishes, but he also always asked him about his studies in school, and asked him to
If anything happens, be sure to inform him.
"Brother Ye, please be nice to my sister." Ling Xiaowei pondered for a long time and finally brought up this topic.
"Isn't it good now?" Moor Ye smiled and glanced at Ling Kexin beside him.
"Do you want to marry my sister?"
Well... before Ling Xiaowei finished speaking, Ling Kexin frowned, her face not very pretty, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Ling Xiaowei resentfully.
Ling Xiaowei closed his eyes in grievance and murmured: "I'm the only one in our family... I'm the only boy. If I don't help my sister, who will?"
His voice was choked, and after a while, tears fell into the bowl with a pitter-patter sound.
"Don't cry, don't cry." Moor Ye hurriedly walked around, stuffed the tissue into his hand, patted his shoulder, and smiled, "That's very good, Xiaowei, Brother Ye will definitely marry your sister.
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He knelt down, glanced carefully at Ling Kexin opposite him, held up Ling Xiaowei's head and asked him to lower it, then leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words.
Ling Xiaowei's face suddenly lit up, and he shed tears, "Really?"
"Well, Brother Ye won't lie to you."
Ling Xiaowei was happy. He picked up the chopsticks and quickly picked up the rice, and his pretty little face was flushed with excitement.