On September 1st, Mo Zihao and Mo Xinnian walked into Huayao Foreign Language School at the same time.
This is a private school invested and founded by my father, with all advanced facilities. Since they are the children of the majority shareholder, the school specially prepared a small apartment for them.
When Ling Kexin found out, she did not agree. She obtained the consent of the two children and let them live in separate dormitories for boys and girls like other children.
Four people sharing a dormitory was novel and fun for the two children. In just half a day, they became good friends with the other three friends.
Seeing the adaptability of these two babies, Moor Ye was sincerely happy. He put his arms around Ling Kexin's waist, looked at the two children sitting in the bright and clean classroom of Grade 1 through the window glass, and said with a smile: "
Seeing them reminds me of my childhood."
Ling Kexin turned to look at him, "Were you very naughty when you were a child?"
"Not very naughty, but very bad."
"I hope Zihao won't be like you."
"Not necessarily," Mor Ye looked at his son and said proudly, "Like father, like son. I think you should be mentally prepared."
"Hey, Mo Ye, if a son doesn't teach his father how to live, then the education of the children will be left to you." After saying that, Ling Kexin turned to leave.
"Baby, you won't care about them anymore?"
"You asked them to come to this boarding school. If there is any problem, you are responsible for it!"
"Haha..." Moor Ye pinched Ling Kexin's waist in a bad way, "Okay, you have been in charge of them for five years, I will be responsible for the next one, but you have to give birth to two more children for me.
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Ling Kexin turned around and glared at him, "Do you think I'm a sow?"
Mo Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "This is a really bad metaphor. If you say that, wouldn't I become a breeding pig?"
"Haha..." It was Ling Kexin's turn to laugh uncontrollably.
Driving back to Jiangbin, Moerye asked Ling Kexin to register at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Because he didn't bring his ID card, Ling Kexin asked to go back to Zhuhaiyuan first.
Halfway through the car, Ling Kexin received a call from Bai Leshan, saying that the door and window glass of her supermarket had been smashed for no apparent reason. Her father, Bai Haoming, was also injured and admitted to the hospital. She asked Ling Kexin if she could help.
"What are you busy with?" Ling Kexin asked.
"Let Mr. Mo investigate who has a grudge against our family."
It used to be Zhao Feilong, but now after so many years, who else has the Bai family offended?
Ling Kexin thought for a while and replied: "Okay, I'll go visit my uncle first."
"What's the matter?" Mo Ye asked after seeing Ling Kexin put down her phone.
"My uncle was beaten."
Mo Ye frowned, "It couldn't have been done by a debt collector, right?"
"It's possible, Er Ye," Ling Kexin grabbed his arm, "You park here, I'll go to the hospital to see my uncle first."
"Aren't you going to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"
"Let's go tomorrow, it won't take more than half a day."
Moer Ye had no choice but to drive her to the People's Hospital. Because he received a temporary call from Chen Gang, Moer Ye did not enter the ward with Ling Kexin. He handed the flowers in his hand to Ling Kexin and left.
"Uncle." When she walked into the ward and saw Bai Haoming's head wrapped with gauze, Ling Kexin called out softly, with a hint of sadness on her face. She sat down and grabbed Bai Haoming's hand.
"Xin'er, uncle is fine," Bai Haoming smiled slightly, his eyes shining with excitement, "Thank you for coming to see me."
Three million yuan... has always been a big stone weighing on Bai Haoming's heart. No matter what, he felt sorry for his sister and his niece.
"Er Ye originally wanted to come over to see you, but when he got a call and asked him to deal with something, he had no choice but to leave." Ling Kexin said with a smile.
Bai Haoming couldn't help being moved after hearing this, his voice trembled, "Will he still blame me?"
"How could it be? The Mo family has a lot of money, uncle. It's been so many years since that happened. Don't think about it anymore."
"My uncle is too greedy."
"Uncle, you have no choice. You have taken care of me and my brother since we were young, so we deserve the little money."
Hearing Ling Kexin's tolerant and considerate words, Bai Haoming's tangled depression slowly dissipated, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.
Next, Ling Kexin asked him if he had made enemies with others recently. Bai Haoming shook his head and said that he seldom went out recently and only wanted to run the supermarket well and make his family's life easier.
As for those creditors, they are mainly business partners. Both parties have signed the contract, so there is no reason to worry.
"Who could that be?" Ling Kexin wondered.
Bai Haoming smiled bitterly, "Maybe they are some local gangsters. They wanted to take things without paying, but I refused, so they took action."
Ling Kexin didn't think much after hearing this. She stayed in the hospital for a long time and before leaving, she met Zhang Sufen at the door.
"Auntie." Ling Kexin greeted with a smile.
Zhang Sufen paused, and she seemed not to recognize the little woman in front of her.
Also, they haven't seen each other for a long time. Over the years, if Bai Haoming hadn't secretly gone to take care of Ling Kexin and secretly brought some food to the children, maybe the relationship between them would have ended long ago.
"But... Ke Xin? Why are you here?" After Zhang Sufen panicked, she immediately calmed down. After all, she was someone who had been there before and was very adaptable to changing circumstances.
"My cousin told me."
"Ah, it's true Shanshan, it's just a small matter." Zhang Sufen smiled and took Ling Kexin's hand, looking very affectionate.
"Ke Xin, you have lucked out. Mr. Mo has come back, and the Mo family has accepted you again. It seems that your life is really good. Auntie was not wrong about you."
"Thanks."
Zhang Sufen looked Ling Kexin up and down again, and couldn't help but admire her when she saw that she was well-dressed in expensive clothes, all branded, and the bag she was carrying was also LV.
"It's better for you, your cousin is suffering." Thinking of Bai Leshan, Zhang Sufen felt sad, the smile on her face disappeared, and she sighed, "Your cousin is in this situation because of you, Ke Xin, you
Please help her more in the future."
Ling Kexin smiled lightly and said, "I will try my best."
"By the way, you must ask Mr. Mo to help us, Ke Xin, we are your only family members. Please ask Mr. Mo to bring your uncle to the public in the future, recommend him to those rich people, and let him get to know him.
For those high-ranking officials, if you look like that, business will be easier in the future."
Ling Kexin pursed her lips. It was hard for her to agree to this. It was good that Moer Ye could forgive them for what they had done before.
"Auntie, I will help you with my own ability."
"Please give Mr. Mo some pillow air."
"Auntie, my cousin has already joined his company, and the rest...just let it take its own course."
"Kexin, you are already his woman. Auntie tells you that you must make the man listen to you and hold his money and everything else in your hands, so that you can help your mother's family."
"..." These words made Ling Kexin thoughtful, and she stared at Zhang Sufen's face without saying a word.
"Forget it, my aunt is too talkative." Ling Kexin looked a little uncomfortable, Zhang Sufen waved her hands in embarrassment, feeling that she was talking too much.
After coming out of the hospital, Ling Kexin returned to her studio. When Xiaofang saw her, she pointed to the inner office carefully.
Ling Kexin was slightly stunned when she heard Xiaofang whisper: "Mrs. Mo is here."
After hearing this, Ling Kexin immediately walked into her office and saw Wu Qiong sitting on the sofa, flipping through a magazine. She smiled and said, "Hello, aunt! I'm very happy that you can come here."
Wu Qiong raised his head, glanced at her expressionlessly, then threw the magazine aside and said calmly: "Don't be too happy too soon, I have something to say to you."
Ling Kexin's heart tightened, but she remained calm on the outside, "Auntie, tell me."
"You didn't register today, did you?"
"Yes."
"That's best," Wu Qiong breathed a sigh of relief obviously, and continued, "I've thought about it for two days, and I think it's a little early for you to talk about marriage now that you're still in love. You yourself said that it's best next year, then
Just wait until next year, what do you think?"
"Auntie... you know, this... this is grandma's decision."
"I will tell you about grandma."
Ling Kexin frowned, pondered for a long time, and then said: "Since Auntie said so, I will just obey."
Wu Qiong left with satisfaction. Ling Kexin sat on a chair, holding her chin in her hand and lost in thought.
Why did Wu Qiong suddenly change her mind again? Yesterday, Mo Ye said she agreed.
Picking up the phone, she wanted to call More Ye, but after calling up two numbers, she put them down irritably.
Forget it, today is only a few months away from next year. Wu Qiong may still want to test her and observe her in these few months.
And her marriage to More Ye is a certainty, unless she doesn't want to get married.
Besides, after Wu Qiong left the studio, she drove to the Jiangbin Beauty Club, which is a gathering place for rich wives and daughters.
Every weekend, the place is filled with fragrance, and you can see beautiful young ladies everywhere strolling in the garden, drinking tea, playing cards, arranging flowers, and doing cross-stitch.
There is a tea bar, under the outdoor awning, with gurgling water beside it. The purple sandalwood railings make the place look quiet and elegant. There is a tea set on the small white round table, and a beautiful middle-aged woman is making tea.
"Mrs. Mo, the beauty I introduced to you has just returned from studying in Australia. She is really beautiful, has a good personality, is gentle and gentle...she is the daughter of our city's radio and television group." The lady held the teapot and smiled.
Weiwei said.
"Does she know about our Er Tao?" Wu Qiong smiled.
"She knows your eldest son, and originally thought I was introducing him to your eldest son, but then she heard it was your second son, and she... agreed."
"Oh." Wu Qiong couldn't help but feel disappointed after hearing this. From the lady's tone, she could tell that the beauty was satisfied with her eldest son.
It's a pity that Ling Kexin is here.
"You know, my eldest son already has a pair of babies." Wu Qiong smiled bitterly. It was something that everyone knew, and there was no need to hide anything.
"People don't mind if he has children, but everyone knows that your eldest son is in love with a little maid, right?"
Wu Qiong twitched her lips in embarrassment. She actually hated people calling Ling Kexin "little maid", but this was a fact and she couldn't argue with it.
"Ye'er is disobedient, so I'll let him go. The one I want to take care of now is my Tao'er."
Yesterday, Mortao brought Xu Chenlu back to the manor again, and with a smile, he half-seriously asked Mrs. Mo to choose a wedding day for them.
It’s really annoying! These two sons don’t take her as their mother seriously.
If Moor Tao does not cut off the relationship with Xu Chenlu, he might be like Moer Ye and marry her a commoner wife.
She stopped Ling Kexin from registering today because she wanted to let Mo Tao see that it might be more difficult for you to be with Xu Chenlu than it is for your elder brother to be with Ling Kexin!
"Okay, I will bring that girl over one day. You can take a look at it first. If you are satisfied, let Er Tao get along with her." The noble woman smiled happily.
Wu Qiong nodded, took out a blue brocade box from his bag and handed it over, "Mrs. Yang, this is the platinum necklace I brought back from the United States. Keep it. I will thank you again when things are successful.
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"Wow, Mrs. Mo is so generous." Mrs. Yang happily accepted it.
When Mo Ye got off work, it was already dark. He learned that Ling Kexin was still in the studio, so he drove over.
"Honey, why don't you go home?" Seeing Ling Kexin still lying on the table, he went up and knocked her on the head affectionately.
"Your mother doesn't agree with our registration." Ling Kexin said bluntly.
"Ah?" More Ye was startled, "Mom is here?"
"Yes."
"Then I'll call her."
"No need." Ling Kexin grabbed his hand and smiled lightly, "It's okay. I think we should respect her. If you insist on registering, your mother will feel uncomfortable and it will be detrimental to her recovery."
"Kexin, this is so unfair to you."
"No." Ling Kexin stood up and shrugged coolly, "You and I are still in love anyway."
"Aren't you afraid that I will change my mind?" Mo Ye smiled narrowly.
"What's scary is that I can't escape, it's not that I can't force it."
Mo Ye saw a sense of confidence in her eyes and couldn't help but feel relieved.