The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 373

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Lin Anya kept smiling faintly, and looked at Ling Kexin with moist eyes.

She is Mo Er Ye's woman?This is the appearance of this woman whom Mo Erye loves wholeheartedly?If he stood up by himself, he would be three centimeters taller than her, right?

However, she is really good at it. She doesn't want to take the face of Mrs. Qiao's deputy mayor, and despises the famous ladies of Qiao's family in front of everyone.

Courage is not small, not to be underestimated.

After Ling Kexin sat down, she looked at Lin Anya twice, she smiled faintly, Lin Anya also nodded at her, and smiled slightly.

One is indifferent and peaceful, while the other is secretly fighting.

Ling Kexin raised her hands, her thick eyelashes fell lightly, her slender fingers caressed the strings twice, then she took a deep breath and let out a long breath. After calming her mind, she raised her head and looked confidently at Wu Qiong who was still standing. Send out a gentle smile.

Wu Qiong's tense heart was suddenly softened by her smile, and her tense body slowly relaxed. She could tell from her posture and the string test just now that she could play the piano.

The autumn wind blew the black hair from the sideburns, and Ling Kexin's fingers sounded, fluent fingering, beautiful music, like a breeze blowing across the lake, causing slight ripples.

She played the song "Daughter's Love", the sound is beautiful and pleasant, like gurgling water pouring into the heart, making people feel refreshed immediately.

The scene of Ben's twittering suddenly became quiet, and the eyes of those who despised her like a shoe also shone with inconceivable surprise.

The contempt on their faces seemed to be blown away by the wind, and there were gentle and admiring smiles on all of them.

Mo Yiting smiled, she took out her mobile phone and started recording.

Ren Fei smiled. She walked up the steps, gestured for Ling Kexin to open her mouth to sing, and pointed to her stomach, meaning you promised to make the baby laugh.

Ling Kexin's gentle eyes and a smile slowly fell on Wu Qiong's face. Seeing her sincere appreciation and a rare trace of pride in her expression, she became more confident.

When she started singing, her voice was mellow and sweet, clear yet clear, and it was so beautiful that people were intoxicated. The scene of the princess dancing in "Journey to the West" slowly appeared in front of people's eyes...

Mandarin ducks live together and butterflies fly together, and the spring scenery in the garden is intoxicating. I quietly ask the saint, is the daughter beautiful, is the daughter beautiful?What about royal power and wealth, what are the precepts and rules to be afraid of, as long as the universe lasts forever, and the person I want is closely by my side...

Ling Kexin sang while playing, and the singing and music wafted gently and melodiously in the garden of the clubhouse.

Lin Anya's face slowly changed color, and her heartbeat was unsteady.

She never expected that this ordinary woman could play the piano well, and seeing her focus on her face, her eyes rolling, as if she was singing to the person she loves the most, her heart was as astringent as a green apple.

"Papa papa..." After the song was played, it immediately won a round of applause, except for Wu Qiong, Qiao Yingying, and Wei Xianghong, who didn't move their hands, and Lin Anya naturally wanted to applaud, but only she knew whether she wanted to or not. .

"Wow, that's really good, Miss Ling! Your singing and melodies are very suitable for today's mood, because we are all female friends, and all of our daughters are beautiful. Look at you, you are beautiful, you play the piano beautifully, it's great !" Mrs. Yang may have forgotten Wei Xianghong, and she only has the future "big daughter-in-law" of the Mo family in her eyes.

Wei Xianghong and Qiao Yingying retreated early to the side of the goldfish pond, "Mom, why did you let her go up and play!" Qiao Yingying complained.

"How did I know she could play?" Wei Xianghong regretted so much, she originally wanted to make Wu Qiong make a fool of herself, but she didn't expect her daughter to let Ling Kexin out of the limelight.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and what's even more annoying is that Mrs. Yang went to curry favor with the Mo family.

"Go!" Wei Xianghong tugged at her daughter's hand, and the two walked into the banquet hall together.

She looked at Wu Qiong's table, there were name and number plates lined up one by one, she sneered at Qiao Yingying, "Bring Wu Qiong's plate here."

"mom……"

"Go!" Wei Xianghong gave her daughter a dissatisfied look.

At this time, Wu Qiong was still in the pavilion receiving compliments from a few noble wives, this faint embarrassment, his gray heart quickly made a few compliments and flattering words arouse joy, and the expression on his face became more gentle.

Ren Fei happily took Ling Kexin into her arms, gave her a thumbs up, pulled her aside, and whispered: "I guess your mother-in-law won't underestimate you anymore."

Ling Kexin smiled shyly. When she looked up, she saw Lin Anya brushing shoulders with a few friends. Lin Anya turned her head and smiled at Ling Kexin.

Ling Kexin paused, when a woman looks at a woman, the thing that catches her the most is her gaze, Lin Anya's gaze made her confused, should it be said that Mo Erye doesn't know her?

Her gaze only flickers between rivals in love.

Pressing doubts, Ling Kexin followed the ladies into the banquet hall.

"Everyone, take care of your seat, don't make a mistake." Madam Yang said cheerfully as soon as she arrived in the hall.

Ling Kexin was at the same table as Ren Fei. She was very surprised that Wu Qiong and Mo Yiting walked towards Wei Xianghong's table. When Wu Qiong was seated, for some reason, her foot slipped, and Mo Yiting beside her hadn't had time to help her. Just sit down on the ground.

The chair fell over, too, looking very embarrassed.

The noise attracted everyone, and they were all surprised when they saw Wu Qiong fall to the ground, and then burst out laughing.

"Mrs. Mo, are you too happy?" A noble lady started to tease.

"It must be happy. The eldest daughter-in-law is so pretty and capable. Not only can she play the piano well, but she can also do business." Some people began to agree.

"The sparrow has turned into a phoenix."

"The Mo family is not at a disadvantage, what's the matter if the door is not right?"

"Yes, yes, as long as you look good, look, Mrs. Mo is so happy that she can't sit still."

Laughter and talking immediately made the banquet hall boil, Mo Yiting helped her mother up and straightened her skirt, Wei Xianghong walked over with concern two seats away from her.

"Mrs. Mo, did you hurt from the fall?" She pressed Wu Qiong's shoulder, bent down to look at Wu Qiong's face.

Wu Qiong knew that she was gloating, so she put aside her embarrassment, straightened her body, and her face became a little cold, "It's okay, I'm fine."

There was a sudden change in her answer, which made Wei Xianghong slightly ridiculed. She didn't say much, but turned her head to Mo Yiting with good intentions and said: "Tingting, take good care of your mother, your mother is Just recovered from a serious illness!"

Her voice was very loud, and the last sentence immediately made people whisper again.

Ling Kexin frowned, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that this movie was directed by Wei Xianghong. She remembered the private conversation between Wei Xianghong and Mrs. Yang before, and her eyes gradually became cold.

Everyone had a great time at lunch, and after drinking for three rounds, some ladies got up and started toasting with familiar people to build relationships. Wei Xianghong's focus was not inferior to Wu Qiong, and the number of people who flattered them was almost the same.

Accompanied by Mo Yiting, Wu Qiong endured the pain in her buttocks, and still behaved gracefully, nodding and smiling without losing the demeanor of a lady.

With one arm around her waist and a cup in the other, Wei Xianghong chatted with her friends, her demeanor was still high and mighty.

"Yifei, do you want to go to the bathroom?" Ling Kexin didn't toast to anyone, she was not familiar with those expensive wives.

"I don't want to now, are you going?" Ren Fei looked at her.

"Well, I want to go." Ling Kexin picked up the bag, "Sit down, don't move around, there are many people here, it's not good to bump into it."

"Don't worry." Ren Fei drank the juice and picked up a lobster on the plate.

"Boom!" She was just starting to peel, when she suddenly heard a discordant voice in front of her, her heart trembled, and she hurriedly looked in the direction Ling Kexin was walking...

"Ah! Mrs. Qiao?" It was Ling Kexin's voice, "Why are you walking so flustered? Is the heel of your shoes too high? Get up, get up... Ah, sorry, is there anyone helping her?"

Ling Kexin opened her hands, she didn't know what was on her hand, and she was shaking it sticky, Wei Xianghong was startled by her touch, and when she turned around, she lifted her foot and was hooked by an unknown foot.

Just like that, without people noticing, Wei Xianghong dropped her mouth and gnawed on the ground, the cup in her hand fell far away, and the wine spilled all over the floor. She lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment. times.

"Mom, what did you do?" Qiao Yingying quickly helped her mother up, and then gave Ling Kexin a displeased look.

Ling Kexin spread her hands innocently, and smiled calmly, "My hands are stained with oil, I have to go to the bathroom to wash them, by the way, Mrs. Qiao, don't wear these pointed high heels in the future, they are all out of date , In addition, people are not young anymore, the body is not soft, you wear such high shoes, you don't know if you will slip again someday, Qiao Yingying, you have to take good care of your mother, she is old and her body is hard, be careful of her stroke!"

What she said was neither serious nor salty, neither high nor low, and everyone in the hall could hear her. After hearing her words, the commotion immediately became silent.

"It's got to be..." When Ling Kexin walked to the bathroom, the sound of footsteps ignited people's laughter, whether they were happy or angry, or mocking or sarcasm.

"Hehe..." Ren Fei leaned forward and backward with a smile, clapping her hands on the table, Lin Anya twitched her lips, and looked at Ren Fei with complicated emotions.

Mo Yiting leaned on Wu Qiong's shoulder, smiled so much that she showed her white teeth, and whispered into Wu Qiong's ear, "Mom, don't you think Ling Kexin did it on purpose? She is helping you get it back."

Although Wu Qiong felt relieved, she immediately frowned again, and said strangely: "She is too courageous. I slipped and fell just now, but there is no evidence that Wei Xianghong did it."

"Mom, aren't you surprised? We should be at the same table with Ling Kexin." Mo Yiting said.

Wu Qiong looked over at Ren Fei's table and saw Lin Anya.

A party broke up early because Wei Xianghong fell and gnawed on the ground. When Ling Kexin walked out of the club with Ren Fei on her arm, she saw Mo Yiting waiting for her in the car, and the sky had already started to rain sporadically.

"Kexin, Mommy asks you, are Zihao and Xinnian elder brother taking care of you at home today?"

Ling Kexin was startled, and let go of Ren Fei's hand, "They sent Er Ye to the manor early in the morning."

"Ah?" After listening, Mo Yiting lowered her head and reported to Wu Qiong in the passenger seat. Wu Qiong waved her hand and told her to get in the car quickly.

"Tingting, didn't you see them when you came here?" Ling Kexin asked nervously.

"Maybe we passed my brother's car, and we came out quite early." Mo Yiting smiled.

After Ling Kexin listened, she looked up at the sky and saw that the dark clouds were slowly gathering, and it seemed that it was going to rain, so she took out her mobile phone and said, "I'll make a call."

A phone call was made to Mo's Manor, and Aunt Mei who answered the phone gave her a surprising reply: "They didn't come over!"

Ling Kexin was dizzy for a while, her face turned pale, Ren Fei hurriedly supported her, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yiting was also dumbfounded, she opened her mouth wide in astonishment, and murmured, "You didn't go, did you?" Wu Qiong immediately yelled, "Why are you still here? Go back and have a look... No, call first !"

Mo Yiting also started dialing the number, while Ling Kexin unplugged Mo Zihao's phone number...

"Brother, how far is there?" Mo Xinnian rubbed his belly and looked at Mo Zihao with a wrinkled face. Mo Zihao took out his bag and took out his phone to see that the battery was dead.

"Xin Nian, my brother doesn't know how many roads there are. There are no people in this place." Mo Zihao looked at the pine forests on both sides of the road, and said distressedly.

"Brother, I'm hungry." Mo Xinnian squatted down and pressed her stomach.

"Who told you to give all the food to Xiaobo?" Mo Zihao also squatted down, then pointed to his back, "I'll carry you."

"Okay." Mo Xinnian was happy and lay on his back.

The Jiangbin City Cemetery is more than 30 miles away from the city. Although the road is flat, the weather is not good today, and it is not a day of worship, so there are no people or cars.

The sound of the wind, the rustling of the leaves, and the loneliness made the eyes of the pair of babies flash with worry and fear from time to time.

"Brother, you're going to be gone soon, aren't you?" Feeling his brother's small body shaking a little, Mo Xinnian asked.

"Fortunately, it's mainly because I'm hungry."

"Brother, let me come down and go."

"No, I still have strength."

"Swoosh..." A flash of lightning flashed across the sky ahead, and Mo Xinnian was startled, and wrapped her arms around Mo Zihao's neck tightly.