He Xiaoxiao took a sip of wine, smiled at the corners of his lips, and thought to himself: Things are really different now. Ling Kexin today looks more mature, bolder, calmer and calmer than a few years ago. Who gave her confidence? And who gave her
So much energy?
In the past few years, He Xiaoxiao has also been paying attention to Mo Ye and Ling Kexin. First he got the information that Mo Ye was dead, and then Mo Yiting came to see him. Through her, he learned that Mo Ye was not dead, but had lost his memory.
, his mother tried every means to obstruct the marriage between Mo Ye and Ling Kexin. At that time, he thought: Yiling Kexin's personality, unless she didn't love her, she gave up voluntarily. If she decided what to do, she would never let go.
I think back then, when Ling Kexin decided to give up on him, He Xiaoxiao, she was so determined that she would rather let him misunderstand than tell the truth.
"Kexin, I congratulate you!" He Xiaoxiao looked very relieved. He raised his cup and waved to several classmates, asking everyone to get up and drink together.
Ling Kexin smiled knowingly at him, and the gratitude in her eyes was self-evident. She stood up, clinked glasses with her friends, and drank it all in one gulp.
After the dinner, He Xiaoxiao asked to send Ling Kexin and the two children back to Zhuhaiyuan. Ling Kexin did not refuse and got into the passenger seat.
It was the first time He Xiaoxiao visited this villa. The two children were very enthusiastic. Mo Zihao went to help his mother make tea, while Mo Xinnian was busy washing fruits. After that, the two sat on He Xiaoxiao's side and became intimate like a family.
Mo Zihao told Ling Kexin: "Uncle He is so brave. The people sent by grandma wanted to take us away, but Uncle He stopped them majestically like daddy."
He Xiaoxiao smiled and then asked Ling Kexin: "Mrs. Mo took the children away for Chu Tianyu, right?"
Ling Kexin nodded, but felt that this topic was not good for the children to hear. She asked Mo Zihao to take her sister upstairs to wash up and go to bed, and then she told He Xiaoxiao that Mrs. Mo did not agree with Mo Ye to marry her at all, and she said she was "crazy"
, and two children threatened to make Mo Ye agree to the marriage.
"In this case, I'm a little worried for you. Mrs. Mo is not easy to get close to." He Xiaoxiao said sincerely.
"I know, so during this time I got to know her hobbies, habits, and her illness... Senior, for the sake of my children, I can only work hard."
"I support you. Moer Ye should love you. Agreeing to get married may be a delaying measure..."
"That's not entirely true. He told me so that the child could come back to me. In addition," Ling Kexin nodded her head, "After he lost his memory, he became less wise and decisive than before, and he didn't even know what Chu Tianyu was like.
A woman who still wants to be responsible for her."
"Then you can expose Chu Tianyu in front of him."
"I have thought that if others don't tell me, my one-sided words will not be convincing, and the twists and turns in the middle are too complicated. It is best to let Mo Ye think of it himself."
"Haha, so to speak, he is in quite a difficult position. Chu Tianyu also gave birth to a son for him."
"I understand him, so I want to compete with Chu Tianyu."
He Xiaoxiao looked at her with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Time waits for no one, there is still a week left, you must act quickly... How about I give Mo Yiting a call?"
Ling Kexin refused after hearing this. She said that Mo Yiting had actually helped her secretly. Wu Qiong was her mother after all. She stood on the side of the family concept. It was good for Mo Yiting not to stop her. If she was asked to do more for herself,
What, it’s too difficult for her.
Ling Kexin also told He Xiaoxiao that Mo Yiting was more reasonable and less arrogant now than before, and he could actually consider her feelings.
He Xiaoxiao just smiled softly after hearing this and did not make any statement.
After the two of them finished chatting, it was getting late. After seeing He Xiaoxiao off, Ling Kexin went upstairs, only to see Mo Zihao wearing a set of pajamas and standing in the corridor waiting for her with a mobile phone in his hand.
"Zihao, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"Mommy, Daddy is really going to marry Mo Yabo's mommy?"
Ling Kexin smiled coquettishly, bent down and touched his head, "Don't worry, Mommy won't let them get married."
"I won't let you!" As he said that, he was about to pick up Mo Ye's phone number, but Ling Kexin stopped him and said he would call again tomorrow.
Mo Ye took Chu Tianyu and Mo Yiting back to the United States. Wu Qiong and Mo Yabo stayed at Mo's Manor. Wu Qiong planned to leave in two days, but he didn't expect that the next day, he would come to Mo's Manor.
Three uninvited guests disrupted her travel plans.
"Madam, Miss Ling wants to see you." Wu Qiong had just finished taking a nap when Lu Qiaoer knocked on the door and came in to report.
"Ling Kexin?" Wu Qiong was startled and thought to herself, what is she doing here? Didn't the child come back?
"Yes, there are two children coming with her."
Wu Qiong was stunned. She quickly stood up and walked to the window. She opened the curtains and looked downstairs. She saw Ling Kexin and her two children standing outside the villa.
Today, the mother and son were all dressed beautifully. Ling Kexin stood in the middle, with the son and daughter on both sides like escorts. In the sun, their faces were shining with dazzling beauty.
Wu Qiong frowned and showed a little impatience on her expression, but there were always customers coming to her door. No matter how much she didn't like Ling Kexin, she couldn't ignore the two descendants of the Mo family.
"Let them come in." Wu Qiong smoothed his hair and said indifferently.
Lu Qiaoer went down. She walked up to Ling Kexin and said with a smile: "Madam has agreed to see you." She then took a bag from Ling Kexin's hand and nodded to the two children, "Come in, it's cool at home."
Mo Zihao's forehead was already sweating. It was summer. If Mrs. Mo continued to disagree, he would rush into the house.
"Stop!" Unexpectedly, as soon as he took the lead and ran into the villa, he was blocked by Mo Yabo, who was holding a water gun. He stared at a pair of blue eyes and asked strangely, "What are you doing here? This is not your home!"
"
"It's ours!" Mo Zihao didn't want to sell his account, so he pushed him away and strode in. After taking two steps, he turned around again and picked up Mo Xinnian who was standing by the door.
"Don't be afraid of him, this is daddy's house."
"Little beggar!" Mo Yabo was angry. Is this outsider more arrogant than him? You know, this is his territory, not the Beimen Pedestrian Street!
After the curses came out of his mouth, the water gun sprayed out at the same time, and the water jets hit the two brothers and sisters like whips. The new clothes they had just put on immediately became wet.
Lu Qiaoer ran in and when she saw this scene, she panicked and shouted: "Young Master, Young Master! Don't do this!"
Ling Kexin, who was walking at the back, saw that her children had wet faces and clothes, so she quickly went up to protect them. Just as she turned around to say something to Mo Yabo, Mo Zihao came out from her side and almost
Stepping up to Mo Yabo, he grabbed the water gun and fired it at him unceremoniously...
"Ah...Grandma! Grandma!" Mo Yabo shouted while blocking with his hands. Lu Qiaoer was so panicked that she stepped forward and her clothes got wet.
"Zihao!" Ling Kexin clasped her son's shoulders and said resentfully, "Didn't Mommy ask you to come here and learn to be patient?"
"I don't want to tolerate him!" Mo Zihao slammed the water on the ground.
"Bah!" The gun head was smashed, and Mo Yabo stared at the ground blankly, helpless for a moment.
"This child is really well-educated and can be taught so well!" Wu Qiong's voice came from the stairs. Another maid standing in the living room, Sister Hua, hurriedly stepped forward to help her sit down next to the sofa, and then went to help Lu Qiaoer clean up.
Wet ground.
"He shot water at us!" Mo Zihao pointed at Mo Yabo and shouted.
"It's hot, what does it matter if you shoot twice? It's your fault if you drop the gun." Wu Qiong glanced at Mo Zihao dissatisfied.
Wu Qiong's words were actually very hurtful. Ling Kexin closed her eyes slightly and endured her grievance. Then she took out a tissue from her bag and wiped the child's face, and said to them: "She is your grandma, don't talk back."
, go call her."
Mo Zihao turned his hips and was too lazy to care. Mo Xinnian touched the skirt that was wet on her chest, pinched the hem of the skirt with both hands, and with flashing eyes, walked over and timidly called out: "Hello, grandma!"
"It's not your grandma!" Mo Yabo shook off Lu Qiaoer's hand to wipe his face, threw himself into Wu Qiong's arms, turned around and stared at Mo Xinnian fiercely, "Get out, little beggar!"
"Well?" Wu Qiong lowered his eyes and let out a little dissatisfaction almost inaudibly. No matter how much he didn't like it, they were still descendants of the Mo family. It was really unpleasant to call them "little beggars".
"Are you scolding me again?" Mo Zihao opened his beautiful big eyes and pointed at Mo Yabo. How could he be afraid at all? That angry look once again made Wu Qiong really see the little Mo Yabo back then.
Very impressive!
Ling Kexin dragged her son to her side, held his shoulders, and signaled him to calm down. Then facing Wu Qiong, whose expression was ever-changing, she said: "Auntie, I didn't educate Zihao well, please forgive me! But the grandson in your arms is
Isn’t it true that he doesn’t have a good education? Why does he always sound like a little beggar?”
It hurt Ling Kexin to hear him call him a "little beggar". She could imagine a pair of children living on the street singing and singing. They had suffered so much, but this Mo Yabo... was too domineering! He was even worse than her own children.
About three months younger, right?
"Just scold me, a child's mouth is not as cruel as an adult's heart." Although I am not satisfied with it, I want to satisfy you, Ling Kexin, and she, Wu Qiong, doesn't want it.
"Oh?" Ling Kexin raised her lips in a meaningful smile, "Auntie said that, Zihao, Xin Nian also heard it."
Mo Zihao seemed to understand their conversation. He narrowed his eyes and curved his thin lips. Mo Xinnian walked over and leaned next to his brother.
Wu Qiong's heart pounded. Ling Kexin's reply was really heartbreaking. Her implication was that if her child scolds others in the future, don't even think about blaming her as a grandma!
But behind the surface, Ling Kexin didn't offend her at all.
"Qiaoer, take the young master to change clothes." Wu Qiong lowered his face slightly and pushed Mo Yabo out of his arms.
Lu Qiaoer looked at the pair of children beside Ling Kexin and asked carefully: "Madam, what about them..."
"It's hot and it doesn't matter if your clothes get wet." Wu Qiong waved her hand and asked her to take Mo Yabo away immediately.
This obvious preference made even the two children a little angry. They each rolled their eyes at Wu Qiong. Wu Qiong's sharp eyes caught it immediately. Just as he was about to speak, Ling Kexin jumped in first.
"Zihao, Xin Nian, you go with sister Qiao'er. We haven't prepared your clothes here, so just let her blow it with a hair dryer. Mom is here to talk to grandma, go ahead." Ling Kexin pushed away at the right time.
child.
Lu Qiaoer immediately waved to them, and Mo Zihao took his sister away.
Wu Qiong had no choice but to close her mouth and glance at Ling Kexin displeasedly. Ling Kexin turned a blind eye. She took the cloth bag on the ground and took out a porcelain jar with blue floral background.
"Auntie, I heard from Erye that you like to eat West Lake lotus root noodles. I have been researching for a few days and made a lotus root jelly specially for you. It is sweet and refreshing, very suitable for summer. You can try it." Ling Kexin put the porcelain jar in
When I got to the coffee table, I opened the lid.
Wu Qiong was startled, and Jier slowly cast his gaze. Seeing that the jelly inside was clear and transparent, with a faint mint fragrance coming out, his brows moved slightly.
"Ling Kexin, I don't like to eat the things I liked a few years ago, so you can take them back." Wu Qiong didn't accept this idea. He wanted to please her. Could the purpose be simple?