She was like a little girl who had her beloved toy taken away, and her tone was sour.
"Huh?" Qingting is used to her convulsions from time to time. She is like a child who has not grown up. She does not hide her emotions and speaks very straightforwardly. "I am also rich, I am also very beautiful, and everyone likes me.
There’s a long queue of men.”
They get along well these days. Leng's mother actually doesn't reject her and likes her company, but she occasionally says some mean words.
Leng's mother frowned when she heard this, "You can like my son, but you are not allowed to take him away."
Qingting suddenly understood her little thoughts and smiled slightly, "He will always be your son and the person he loves most. This will never change."
Are all mothers like this? They want their sons to be happy, but they don’t want to be snatched away by other women.
She broke open the peeled orange and divided it into half. Mother Leng took it and ate it in big mouthfuls. The sweet taste made her feel good. "What do you like about my son? He is rich? He is handsome?"
This girl is pretty, quite grand, has a cute smile, and I treat her very well, but my son likes her too much, which is not good.
Qingting threw an orange into his mouth and muttered for a while, "It's not because he's rich, and it's not because he's handsome."
"Huh? So what do you like about him?"
Countless fragments appeared in front of Qingting's eyes, and a sweet smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's because of his unwavering love for me. No matter what happens, he will always believe in me, always stand by my side, protect me, and stand by me."
He becomes my support, worries me, thinks what I want, and considers everything for me. He silently gives me love without asking for anything in return. No matter when, I am not afraid or alone, because as long as I look back,
He's right there."
She doesn't want much, this is enough.
Leng's mother's expression changed, and she felt deeply in her heart, "What if I don't allow him to be with you?"
Qingting shrugged his shoulders and smiled lightly, "Does it matter whether you agree or not? Whether he agrees or not is the key. If he says that he doesn't love me or doesn't want me, I will immediately turn around and leave, and I will never do it again."
Take a look at him."
Mother Leng's eyes widened and she muttered childishly, "It sounds so nice, but can it be done?"
Qingting knew that she had knots in her mind and didn't mind, "If you can say it, you can do it."
Leng's mother changed her mind and felt unworthy of her infatuated son, "Then I have to question how much love you have for him. Is it true love that you can give up so easily?"
Her stupid son's eyes wouldn't move as soon as he saw this girl.
Qingting dug out English black tea and tea sets, and brewed the tea skillfully, "Is it true that you are stalking, refusing to let go, and abandoning everything? Is that what love is? I don't think so, no matter how deep the love is, there is a bottom line, and so is love.
Self-respecting."
The origin and end of fate, the blooming and falling of flowers, are all natural laws. So she especially looked down on Lan Xin, who went crazy for the so-called love, had no sense and no humanity.
This kind of love is so terrible, she disdains it.
Leng Mu pouted and took the tea she handed her, holding it in her hand without drinking, "You are such a strange girl. Men always fall in love with someone they see. If he changes his mind one day..."
Before she could finish speaking, Qingting smiled slightly and said, "Then let's break up. There are so many men in the world. I'm so cute, so beautiful, and so rich. Isn't it difficult to find a man who loves me wholeheartedly?"
ps: Xiao Xi likes such a proud Xiao Qingting so much, how can you pinch her?