More than half an hour later, Bai Leshan returned home with a melancholy look on her face. She opened the door and saw the living room full of joy. Ling Kexin and Ling Xiaowei were playing table tennis on a small coffee table.
"Hey... this is not your home!" Bai Leshan kicked off her shoes angrily, finding an outlet for her unhappiness.
Ling Kexin stood up quickly, pulled her brother up, smiled apologetically and said, "Cousin, are you back?"
Bai Leshan rolled her eyes at her and saw that she was dressed like a "poor" again. She snorted, threw her bag on the sofa, sat down, crossed her legs, and nodded to Ling Xiaowei: "Go and get me a glass of cold water."
"Cousin, I'm going!" Ling Kexin hurriedly ran away.
Ling Xiaowei lowered his face slightly and picked up the ping pong ball on the ground with dissatisfaction. Bai Leshan saw a yellow ping pong ball under his feet and deliberately stepped on it with his foot.
"Cousin, take your feet away." Ling Xiaowei raised his head and said angrily.
Bai Leshan exerted a little force on her feet, and there was a crisp sound under her feet... Bah.
Ling Xiaowei immediately realized that the ping pong ball was broken, his face turned red, and he shouted angrily: "Cousin, you pay for my ping pong ball!"
Bai Leshan raised her lips in disdain and said disdainfully: "Xiaowei, be polite when talking to your cousin. You know, you are eating our food and living in ours now."
"My mother gave my uncle money." Ling Xiaowei retorted.
"I didn't see it, but I really don't believe that your mother is rich. If she has money, she won't come back?"
"My mother will come back!"
Ling Kexin held the water glass and stood at the entrance of the restaurant. Looking at this scene, her heart became sour and her hands couldn't help shaking. Holding back her anger, she slowly walked over and handed the water glass to Bai Leshan respectfully.
Ling Xiaowei couldn't see his sister acting like a "maid", so he waved his hand angrily and knocked down the water glass he had just handed over. The cold water poured over Bai Leshan, making her expensive clothes wet.
In order to meet Mo Ye today, Bai Leshan spent a long time putting on makeup and dressing up. She also wore a newly bought Chanel dress. She thought Mo Ye would look at her more when she was so beautiful, but she didn't expect that the man was not only disrespectful.
Look at her, her eyes are cold and sharp, her "careful attention" to herself is wasted, and I feel sad just thinking about it.
But now, the "object" of her anger dared to act wildly against her, which made the anger in Bai Leshan's heart explode like a fuse "sizzling" after it caught fire.
"Pah!" Bai Leshan stood up, slapped Ling Xiaowei on the face, and cursed fiercely, "You are so humble, and you actually became the overlord in my family?"
Ling Xiaowei's body fell into Ling Kexin's arms. He covered his aching face and looked at Bai Leshan sadly with tears in his eyes.
Bai Leshan suddenly slapped Ling Xiaowei, which was definitely beyond Ling Kexin's expectation. She was stunned. After a long while, she accepted the fact...
My younger brother was beaten, by his closest cousin!
Suddenly, Ling Kexin's heart hurt like a knife. Her eyes were hot, and Bai Leshan's roar was still ringing in her ears: "I tell you, if you want to stay at my house well, just be honest!"
After Bai Leshan scolded her, she left. She went to her room and slammed the door.
Ling Kexin slowly put her hands on her younger brother's shoulders, raised her head, and forced the tears welling up in her eyes back to the fountain of tears.
"Sister..." Although Ling Kexin didn't want Ling Xiaowei to see her tears, the smart Ling Xiaowei still felt her sadness. Her body was shaking, her throat was rumbling, and her arms around his shoulders were so tight.
She wants to protect him, but she can't do anything!
"Sister..." Ling Xiaowei put his arms around Ling Kexin's waist and also held back tears. If his sister didn't shed tears, then he couldn't shed them either.
"Sister, it doesn't hurt me. My cousin's beating didn't hurt at all." Ling Xiaowei kept saying this as he walked out of his uncle's house.
Ling Kexin stopped and stroked his red left cheek with her hand, her lips squirming painfully: "Xiaowei, listen to your sister and don't...don't quarrel with your cousin in the future."
"I know, I won't quarrel with her." The sadness in his sister's eyes was so strong that Ling Xiaowei felt distressed. He also raised his hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of his sister's eyes with his fingers, comforting her, "Sister, don't worry.
I, I am a man, I will protect you when I grow up."
Ling Kexin held back the tears in her throat and took Ling Xiaowei's hand to a Wan Gai Noodle House. This was a famous noodle shop with high quality and low price. Many people came here to eat.
The two found a small seat in the corner and sat facing each other, like a pair of children abandoned by their parents, looking into each other's eyes, comforting and encouraging each other with their heart.
"Xiaowei, how about you stay on campus?" Ling Kexin finally said after looking at her brother for a while.
Ling Xiaowei nodded: "Sister, how about we finish the noodles and you take me to school?"
"No, sister will send you to school tomorrow and we will go home tonight."
"Do you want to tell your uncle?"
"I want it." Ling Kexin touched the mobile phone in her bag.
"Should I tell my uncle that my cousin beat me?"
"No."
"Why?"
"What do you think?"
"I know. I'm afraid that if my cousin finds out, she will dislike me even more."
Ling Kexin's nose felt sour and she reached out to touch her brother's head. After a while, the noodles came. The two of them held the noodle bowls and lowered their heads to smell the fragrant noodles. They raised their heads at the same time and smiled at each other. The unhappiness on their faces seemed to be
Let the aroma dissipate.
After Mo Ye read the information in the office, it was getting dark. He drove by the noodle shop. Remembering the smell of Ling Kexin's cooking at noon, he couldn't help but stop the car and came to the noodle shop.
Scanning the lobby with sharp eyes, he soon spotted a pair of siblings in the corner. His eyes flashed. He slowly walked over and found a seat with his back to Ling Kexin.
The siblings were enjoying their meal and didn't pay attention to who was in the lobby. They just felt that this location was relatively quiet and they could chat without any worries.
"Sister, is the student you teach naughty?" Ling Xiaowei raised his head and asked halfway through the meal.
"Fortunately, he's not very naughty. It's just that," Mo Ye's face suddenly flashed in Ling Kexin's mind, he frowned, and said casually, "It's just that he is bad and likes to do bad things."
"Is that a bad boy?"
"Yes."
"Then he studies well?"
Ling Kexin paused and said, "No, he's very stupid. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let his sister teach him every day."
"Sister, why don't you find another tutor? It's very tiring to teach stupid students, not to mention he is so bad." Ling Xiaowei expressed concern.
Ling Kexin smiled: "Sister, I'm not tired. If he behaves badly, sister will have a way to subdue him."
"Then he's afraid of you?"
Ling Kexin just put the noodles into her mouth. She almost choked when she heard this sentence. She patted her chest and stuck out her tongue with a half-smile: "A little."
When More Ye heard this, his cool lips couldn't help but curve up, and he hummed in his heart: Little goblin, who do you think is your student? If it were me, would I be as stupid as you say? And am I still afraid of you?
The noodles he asked for came quickly. Holding the chopsticks, Mor Ye pulled it a few times and found that the noodles Ling Kexin made for lunch were very similar to this. Not only did he like to add onions and garlic, but he also liked to add some red oil, fungus and tomatoes.
...It tastes similar, but the alcohol flavor is not as strong.
It seems that this little devil's noodle cooking method was learned from here.
Mo Ye had only eaten half a bowl of noodles when the two siblings sitting behind him put the money on the table and left. Ling Kexin did not look back when they left. Ling Xiaowei asked: "Sister, are you going home now?"
"No, I'll take you somewhere."
Mo Ye, who had sensitive ears, picked up a hint of the smell. He simply put down the bowl, put the money on the table, and walked out of the noodle shop.
Moer Ye, who was sitting in the car, saw Ling Kexin and her brother coming to a newsstand. Ling Kexin made a phone call, and then she sold another newspaper before leading Ling Xiaowei towards the north gate.
Mo Ye didn't know where they were going, so he had to follow them slowly.
Half an hour later, Ling Kexin took Ling Xiaowei to the Beimen Street Night Market. It was very lively here. The quaint street was lined with antique storefronts, and the middle was filled with various small stalls. The lights were flickering and there were crowds of people.
Bustling and bustling.
When More Ye parked the car and came out, he couldn't see the shadow of the siblings, but he believed that they were in the crowd.