"Hey, durian is so expensive, why don't you buy it?" Zhang Sufen came over with a smile and touched Ling Xiaowei's head, "If you have money, buy more nutritional supplements for your brother. Your aunt won't eat this anymore, and your uncle said it smells like stinky tofu.
The smell, he doesn’t like the smell.”
"Auntie, I bought them all, just accept them."
"Okay, I'll accept it this time, but don't buy it next time." Zhang Sufen looked at the two big durians on the coffee table and grinned from ear to ear.
Bai Haoming glanced at his wife dissatisfied, and then asked Ling Kexin if he wanted to give Ling Xiaowei to him to help raise him. Ling Kexin shook his head and said that he could take good care of his brother.
Ling Xiaowei raised his head with a confused expression, but because of his sister's sudden change of mind, he was smart and didn't want to tell the truth in front of his uncle, so he had to lower his head.
Bai Haoming left them at home for dinner again. Ling Kexin said that she still had something to do, so she took her brother's hand and went out. At the door, she met her cousin Bai Leshan who had just returned from shopping.
"Kexin, are you free next week?" Bai Leshan asked directly when she saw her.
"What's up?"
"Would you like to accompany me to the interview on Monday?"
"where?"
"It's Xinhuang Entertainment Media Company!" Bai Leshan put her hand on Ling Kexin's shoulder with a sweet smile, tugged on a semi-old white shirt on her body, and smacked her lips in disgust, "When you went with me, this dress
Just don't wear it, I'll give you a dress."
After saying that, Bai Leshan entered the house, while Ling Kexin stood at the door, neither leaving nor leaving. When Zhang Sufen saw this, she politely pulled the siblings into the house, and even went to get a bottle of milk for Ling Xiaowei to drink.
Bai Leshan quickly brought out a dress with a white background and blue floral flowers. She said that she had been wearing this dress for a year and it was now out of date, but it was much better than the dress Ling Kexin was wearing. She asked her if she liked it?
Ling Kexin touched the fabric and smiled: "I like it."
Compared with Ling Kexin's own clothes, Bai Leshan's clothes are much better, but...she now has many brand-name clothes, and she doesn't like to wear them.
"Shanshan, I think you should ask your mother to accompany you on Monday. Kexin is busy." Bai Haoming could see that Ling Kexin was reluctant.
"Dad, Kexin is an adult now. Wouldn't it be good if I took her to see the world? Besides, many ladies from wealthy families who came to apply for the exam brought a maid, but as for me... our family can't compare with others.
Forget it, why don't I take Kexin out to show off?" Bai Leshan pouted.
Ling Kexin paused after hearing this, then raised her eyes and looked at Bai Leshan in disbelief... Is she so vain? Let herself be her little maid?
When Bai Haoming heard what his daughter said, he was so angry that he cursed: "What are you talking about? Ah? You're not good at learning... You, don't take the exam to be a model or an actor, go to the supermarket and be a cashier."
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Bai Haoming's scolding immediately provoked a scolding from his wife, and Bai Leshan also acted coquettishly and made a noise. For a while, the three members of the Bai family kept saying "you" and "I". Ling Kexin couldn't stand anymore and hurriedly said: "Uncle, don't say that.
Well, I should accompany my cousin to the interview, it’s not a shame... Cousin, that’s it, I’ll come over on Monday.”
Bai Leshan smiled happily and saw her out happily.
After walking out of Chaoyang Community, Ling Xiaowei couldn't bear it anymore. He threw away Ling Kexin's hand and said angrily: "Sister, are you so afraid of your aunt and cousin?"
"Xiaowei, sister is not afraid." Ling Kexin shook her head bitterly.
"Obviously, I originally wanted me to live in my uncle's house, but my uncle himself proposed it, but you didn't dare to agree. Also, my cousin obviously wanted to take care of you, and you agreed, sister...
…Can’t you be more powerful?”
Seeing the reproach in her brother's eyes and the full of complaints, Ling Kexin felt very sad.
How could Ling Xiaowei understand her heart? If she was afraid that More Ye would cheat and leave her brother at her uncle's house to suffer anger, how could she feel at ease? If she disagreed with Bai Leshan, she would not even have a living relative in the future.
She is very lonely now. She can't lose anything. No matter how hard and tired she is, she has to hold on to the family and friendship around her. Only in this way can she feel that there is still a place for her to miss in this world, and there is still something that belongs to her.
A warm place.
She thought that no matter how evil Mo Ye was, he would not be able to blatantly hurt his younger brother, so she would let him live on campus for the time being. At least he would be safe in school.
Ling Kexin did not answer her brother's question. She took him to buy some vegetables and cooked him a sumptuous lunch. She even made enough for dinner. After the two of them finished eating, Ling Kexin told her brother to watch TV at home.
Don't run around.
"Where are you going?" Ling Xiaowei asked strangely.
"Seeing a friend, he is sick."
"Can I go with you?"
"No, you stay at home and wait for your sister to come back."
After listening to her words, Ling Xiaowei lay on the window and watched Ling Kexin walk out of Qingfeng Lane.
Ling Kexin bought a basket of fruits and a bouquet of flowers and came to the hospital. While waiting for the elevator, Mo Yiting appeared, also holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. The difference was that the flowers in Ling Kexin's hand were elegant and fresh.
Carnations, and the ones in Mo Yiting’s hands were fragrant red roses.
When Mo Yiting saw Ling Kexin, her eyes became as cold as a knife. She grabbed Ling Kexin, dragged her to a secluded corner, and said bitterly: "Do you still want to harm him?"
Ling Kexin's face was frosty and she looked at her calmly: "I'm just here to visit the senior."
"Have you forgotten your identity? Vixen, please don't force me to tell the truth to the senior, okay? Moreover, I clearly tell you that every move you make is under the eyes of my elder brother!"
Hearing this, Ling Kexin's eyes widened, and a flash of surprise flashed across her face. Mo Yiting's words were obviously a threat, and she knew very well what was behind this "threat".
Ling Kexin glanced around subconsciously, and before she could look back, Mo Yiting pulled the flower in her hand and threw it to the trash can not far away.
"Mo Yiting!" Ling Kexin couldn't bear it any longer, and she really wanted to punch her with her clenched fists.
However, before she raised her hand, Mo Yiting grabbed the satchel on her shoulder and pulled it hard. The strap broke and the bag fell to the ground. Mo Yiting stepped forward and kicked it, then gritted her teeth.
He said to Ling Kexin: "I'll say it again, don't harm him, harm him!"
Harm him...the other word was like two bombs exploding next to Ling Kexin. Her head was dizzy and she suddenly leaned against the wall. Her clear eyes instantly lost their brilliance and were filled with a layer of sadness.
Yes, there would be a pair of eyes staring at her wherever she went. Otherwise, how could Mo Ye have appeared next to her in time last night and punched those three gangsters?
If she goes to visit He Xiaoxiao again, just as Mo Yiting said - she is harming him again!
He Xiaoxiao had already caused himself a severe head injury and was lying on a hospital bed suffering from pain. Wasn't this enough, and he wanted to hurt him as well?
Tears filled her eyes silently, and she lowered her head. In the blur, she saw the pair of red-painted feet wearing high-heeled leather sandals and leaving "certainly".
In a small park to the north of the hospital, Ling Kexin sat by the flower bed holding a basket of fruits and her missing bag, crying silently. Her crystal tears fell on a bright red apple. Under the sun, the apple was soaked with tears.
Crystal clear, bright and shiny.
"Little girl, how can I help you?" Suddenly, a clear voice sounded above her head, which seemed to be similar.
Ling Kexin suddenly raised her head and saw a handsome face. She was startled, and so was the other person. Then, Ling Kexin raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and stood up awkwardly, blushing and not daring to look directly at the other person's face.
Eye.
"Brother Zijie..." she called softly, with a thick nasal voice.
"Kexin?" Ren Zijie didn't expect that it was Ling Kexin who he hadn't seen for four years, a good friend of his cousin Ren Yifei. He happily wanted to reach out and take Ling Kexin's hand, but he felt it was abrupt and took back his hand. He asked at a loss and strangely.
, "Why are you crying here?"
"I...one of my seniors is sick." Ling Kexin held back the tears in her eyes and raised her head in embarrassment.
Ren Zijie frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "Your boyfriend... He Xiaoxiao?"