Chapter 364 A woman’s appearance is for those who please her
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Ling Kexin's car drove to Mo's Manor. As soon as it stopped, Aunt Mei came over. Seeing Mo Yiting in the car, she was slightly startled.
"Aunt Mei, make Yi Ting a cup of honey water. She drank a little too much." Ling Kexin got out of the car and smiled at Aunt Mei.
Aunt Mei asked doubtfully: "Want to drink with you?"
"No." Ling Kexin helped Mo Yiting out, and Mo Yiting lazily leaned on Ling Kexin's shoulder, as if she was about to fall asleep.
Aunt Mei came to help her, Ling Kexin waved her hand, "No, I'll do it."
"Madam, will you sleep here tonight?"
"No, I'm going home, Erye hasn't come back yet."
Aunt Mei left first after hearing this. Mo Yiting opened her slightly closed eyes and slowly walked to the villa leaning on Ling Kexin's shoulder. The temperature on her body was relatively high, and Ling Kexin felt it all at once.
"What kind of wine were you drinking?"
"Red wine, original from France."
"The degree is not high, how could you be drunk?"
"I'm drunk." Mo Yiting giggled.
"Don't be with Qiao Zhenzhong, I'm afraid he will hurt you."
"Don't worry, I know it." Mo Yiting pushed her away and walked out the door. Ling Kexin wanted to go back immediately, but when she saw Wu Qiong was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, she went up to say hello.
Wu Qiong didn't pay much attention to her, his eyes were locked on Mo Yiting's face, and he said resentfully: "Are you going crazy again?"
"No." Mo Yiting threw her bag on the sofa, lay down, rested her head on Wu Qiong's lap, and looked at her with her beautiful eyes open.
Wu Qiong patted her face, lowered her head and smelled it, and found that the smell of wine was not strong, but her face was strangely red, which was really strange.
She looked at Ling Kexin, "Who is she having dinner with tonight?"
"With..." As soon as Ling Kexin opened her mouth, Mo Yiting raised her hand, clamped Wu Qiong's neck down, and answered herself, "With a male classmate, you don't know her."
"Isn't it He Xiaoxiao?" Wu Qiong stared.
"He Xiaoxiao doesn't like me, mom, don't mention it." Mo Yiting seemed to be irritated. She got up, but her feet went weak and she fell down again. Wu Qiong hurriedly hugged her.
Aunt Mei came over and handed her the honey water to drink.
Ling Kexin watched her finish drinking, then smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm going back."
"Oh," Wu Qiong responded lightly. Ling Kexin turned around and heard her say again, "Sleep here. His father called just now and said that Er Ye is not going home. They won't go home until tomorrow."
Only then did Ling Kexin realize that her cell phone had been left in the car. She thought about it and said, "Then I'll go out for a while."
When she got to the car, she took out her bag and took out her cell phone. She saw several missed calls. She immediately called back, and Mor Ye answered them with a warm and affectionate tone, "Hi, wife."
"You're not going home, are you?"
"Well, when you come back tomorrow, are you afraid of sleeping alone? If you are, I will rush back."
"No, I'll stay in the manor and sleep."
Mo Ye was very happy when he heard this, "Then I can rest assured. If you need anything, call me and have a good rest."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Kexin walked into the villa and heard Mo Yiting calling her: "Ling Kexin, come up, come up."
Ling Kexin looked upstairs and saw Mo Yiting lying on the handrail of the stairs, feebly. At this time, Wu Qiong might have gone upstairs earlier than her, and Aunt Mei was not there either.
"You don't have the strength to walk?" Ling Kexin supported her.
"Yes, but I want to ask you one thing. Can you not tell mom... that I know Qiao Zhenzhong?"
Ling Kexin frowned and stared at her thoughtfully, "Do you want to continue to associate with him?"
Mo Yiting rubbed the skirt strap around her waist and smiled shyly, "If I have a fate with him, I want to give it a try."
"Are you crazy?" I said a lot of things to her before, but they were all in vain? She really drank too much today, and the alcohol molecules corroded her brain.
"Shh..." Mo Yiting looked around, her eyes fluttered, and she said nervously, "Don't be so loud. Do you want the whole world to know?"
"Mo Yiting, come with me."
Ling Kexin took her hand and walked into her room, then dragged her directly into the bathroom.
"What are you doing?" Seeing her turn on the shower faucet, Mo Yiting's expression froze. Just as she was stunned, Ling Kexin picked up the nozzle and suddenly sprayed it towards her...
"Ah!" The slender water column hit her face like a steel wire. Mo Yiting couldn't open her eyes, and her face was slightly painful from the hot spray.
She avoided it subconsciously, but Ling Kexin caught her, and the water quickly poured down on her head again.
Mo Yiting instantly became a drowned rat, the cold water flowed down her cheeks like a waterfall, her skirt was wet and stuck to her skin, and her hot body slowly cooled down.
She originally danced and wanted to escape, but when the cold water soaked her whole body, she suddenly felt refreshed, and the undercurrent of air in her body slowly disappeared.
"Okay, okay..." She raised her hands to block the maximum impact of the nozzle.
Ling Kexin then put down the shower, patted the water droplets on her body, and looked at her angrily and amusedly, "Are you awake?"
"What did I just say?" Mo Yiting rolled her eyes at her.
"You don't know what you said and did tonight?" Ling Kexin looked at her strangely.
Mo Yiting wiped the water droplets on her face, as if she was thinking about something, her eyes moved left and right, and she murmured: "Come with Qiao Zhenzhong, let's drink, walk, and watch the stars, and you can come and take me home..."
"You just asked me not to tell your mother that you know Qiao Zhenzhong! Also, you said you wanted to date him."
"Did I really say that?"
"Oh, I'm convinced. You won't be in a sleepwalking state after seeing him, right?"
Mo Yiting smiled, shook the water off her skirt, and straightened her hair, "No, I think I said it just now, it's just a little blurry. Just pour cold water on it and wash away all the fuzzy fragments in my mind."
Let's go." She raised her head and looked at Ling Kexin seriously, "You really can't tell my mother about Qiao Zhenzhong."
"You mean... you really want to try with him?"
"I think so, but it depends on fate."
Ling Kexin was completely speechless. She pushed Mo Yiting into the bathtub and said: "Soak yourself in cold water until your skin turns white, look at the bath cream, open your mind, and then come back when you have figured it out."
When she walked to the door, she heard Mo Yiting muttering, "Little fairy, you will definitely be like my mother when you get married!"
Ling Kexin went to bed after taking a shower. Just as she closed her eyes and fell asleep, the door was suddenly knocked softly, and a weak voice came: "Young Mistress..."
Ling Kexin opened her eyes, got up, opened the door and took a look. She was startled and took a step back, only to see clearly that it was Lu Qiaoer.
Lu Qiaoer had long hair and was wearing black clothes and black trousers. She had a pale face and looked scared and nervous. She grinned and pinched the corners of her clothes nervously, her eyes shining with hope.
"Qiao'er, come in quickly, it's cold outside."
It's late autumn, and the night wind blows through the walkway, blowing refreshingly and coolly on people.
"Young mistress," Lu Qiaoer's voice trembled, and she pursed her lips after entering the room, "I have something...I need your help."
"Say." Ling Kexin put a coat on her heartily.
"I made a mistake." As soon as he finished speaking, two lines of tears rolled down his face.
"Don't be afraid, tell me if there's anything wrong." Ling Kexin took her shoulders and led her to the sofa to sit down.
Lu Qiao'er didn't dare to sit down, her hands were still twisting, her palms were wet, and her feet were shaking.
"The eldest young master, the eldest young master..."
Ling Kexin's eyelids flickered, and Lu Qiaoer swallowed quickly, her round face full of sadness, "Young master, he has rules... I may be kicked out by him."
Ling Kexin was confused. She picked up the water glass and handed it to Lu Qiaoer, asking her to drink some water before talking.
After taking a sip of water, Lu Qiaoer straightened her tongue. She looked at Ling Kexin embarrassedly and said, "Young lady, you have it." As she said that, she took out the test sheet from the bag and timidly said, "This is from two days ago.
I’m so scared of the result.”
It was a urine test sheet. When Ling Kexin saw that it was marked "positive", she was stunned and widened her eyes, "Whose is it?"
"Yes...it belongs to Brother Yang next door to my house."
"Brother Yang? The man you talked about last time?"
"kindness."
"Isn't he married? I remember you said you were going to attend the wedding last time."
"I... I'm fascinated. He looks a bit like Cao Lei. Every time I go home, he is very nice to me. He invites me to dinner and buys me clothes. Last time I got drunk... I slept with him in a hotel.
Now." Lu Qiaoer's head dropped lower and lower, and her chin touched her chest.
Ling Kexin looked at her resentfully and let out a long sigh. How stupid! Qiaoer...
"Just do it."
"No, no! Madam, when I walked out of the hospital, I called him and he said he wanted to stay... He would marry me." Lu Qiaoer nervously grabbed Ling Kexin's arm.
One night, Ling Kexin didn't sleep well. She got up as soon as it was light in the morning. Mrs. Mo also got up early and took a walk in the yard with Aunt Mei.
There is an unwritten rule in the Mo family that a woman must quit her job and go home when she becomes pregnant. If she has a bad style and makes a despised mistake, she must also pack up and go home.
The main reason why Lu Qiaoer was able to tell herself this matter was because she trusted herself too much.
Ling Kexin took a breath and walked towards Old Mrs. Mo with a smile. Old Mrs. Mo was admiring chrysanthemums. When she saw Ling Kexin, she smiled. Her old face was like a golden chrysanthemum, with all the wrinkles smoothed out.
"Xin'er, come on, come on and look at the chrysanthemums with grandma."
Ling Kexin walked up to her, took her arm affectionately, and watched the flowers in the yard with her. Under the morning sun, the colorful flowers looked particularly beautiful.
Looking at a white chrysanthemum, Lu Qiaoer appeared in front of Ling Kexin's eyes.
"Xin'er, you've deserted and missed Ye'er?" Seeing the smile suddenly disappear on her face, Mrs. Mo said with a smile.
Ling Kexin shook her head and lied that the studio was very busy today, Xiaofang and Xiaolu couldn't leave, and she wanted to go to the countryside. She said that a township government wanted to advertise for investment and asked her to plan it. She wanted to take Lu Qiaoer there.
After hearing this, Mrs. Mo said: "Then take her there. I don't trust a woman going to such a far place, so take her there."
"Thank you grandma."
"Why are you thanking me? You can assign the Mo family's servants as you please." Mrs. Mo patted her hand, her eyes full of doting.
After breakfast, Ling Kexin took Lu Qiaoer into the car. Just as she was about to start the car, Mo Yiting carried her bag, twisted over and patted the car window, "Kexin, give me a ride. My car is at the company.
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"Let Lao Liu drive." Ling Kexin glanced at Lu Qiaoer in the back seat.
Mo Yiting also looked at Lu Qiaoer casually, and saw her eyes dodge, her face turned yellow, and she looked nervous. She smiled, blinked at Ling Kesheng, and asked, "What's wrong with her?"
"I have a cold." Ling Kexin tried to push away her hand that was resting on the car window.
Mo Yiting curled her lips, opened the car door and got into the passenger seat, "I don't care, you take me to work."
Helpless, Ling Kexin had no choice but to drive in the direction of Xinhuang Company. Lu Qiaoer did not dare to say anything. She sat in the back seat and looked out the window nervously, for fear that Mo Yiting would accidentally see her belly.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Mo Yiting suddenly asked Ling Kexin halfway through the car.
"good."
"But your eyes are dark, why don't you put on makeup?"
"Your brother is not here, so I didn't think of putting on makeup."
"Haha," Mo Yiting said amusedly, "It's true that women should look good to please themselves... But you are a boss now, so you have to have an image when you go out."
Ling Kexin lowered her head and looked at her own attire. It was a lake-blue autumn suit with a small suit collar and a hip-hugging skirt. It wasn't that bad.
"I'm talking about your face. It's autumn. If you don't replenish water, how much more do you need to do?" Mo Yiting pinched the flesh of her face.
Ling Kexin smiled and said, "I'll touch up my makeup later. I was a little anxious just now."
"For Qiaoer, right?" Mo Yiting turned her head meaningfully and glanced at Lu Qiaoer in the back seat.
Lu Qiaoer's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. If Miss Mo knew about it, she would not be able to hold the bowl of rice anymore.
"Qiao'er will accompany me to the countryside. Grandma agrees." Ling Kexin said calmly and glanced at the rearview mirror.
"Be careful, some country people are very barbaric." Mo Yiting said with more profound meaning.
Ling Kexin slowed down the car and looked at Mo Yiting doubtfully. Mo Yiting raised her lips and smiled and said strangely: "Do you believe it or not? I can read faces."
Ling Kexin blinked her eyes, shook her head and smiled.
When they arrived at Xinhuang Media Company, Ling Kexin stopped the car. Mo Yiting stepped out, closed the door, and stuck her head into the back window, "Hey, Qiao'er, take good care of my sister-in-law. She is prone to doing stupid things."
"Hey, Mo Yiting..." Ling Kexin glared at her.
Mo Yiting made a face at her and turned to leave. Ling Kexin saw Lu Qiaoer's nervous and overwhelmed look, so she turned back to comfort her: "It's okay, she probably didn't sleep well last night and overheard what we said.
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"Then what should we do? Miss, she will definitely tell the eldest young master."
"Don't worry, your eldest young master is different from before."
"But the Mo family has rules."
"I know, so I will help you handle it. I don't think Mo Yiting will say anything. If she does, just follow me."
Lu Qiaoer breathed a sigh of relief, covered her chest with her hands, and turned to look out the window again.
Suddenly, a woman with a slightly hunched back fell into her eyes. She was startled and blurted out: "My eldest mistress, isn't this your cousin?"