The rich and powerful love: the big-name wife can't escape

Chapter 198 Old Leng's Abacus!

"Girl Ling, you can just accept it for the child. This is just a little bit of Leng Lao's kindness."

Old Shen couldn't stand it anymore, and started talking to Leng Motian. He really had never seen someone as miserable as Leng Motian, and he couldn't recognize his great-grandson right in front of his eyes. What was going on, but I can't say anything, after all, I am just an outsider.

It's just that I can't bear to look at Leng Wutian who is so old and cautious.

"Murong Hao, since Grandpa Leng gave it to you, you can take it."

Now that Mr. Shen has spoken, Murong Ling doesn't want to be too disrespectful to Mr. Shen. He just thinks about repaying the favor sometime in the future.

"Thank you, Grandpa Leng."

The little guy didn't forget to thank him politely after accepting the things, which made Leng Wutian like it even more. Murong Ling taught this child well, and this child is really a good tutor.

It's not hard to see that Murong Ling has really put his heart into educating this child in recent years.

"And from now on, Mr. Shen, I will be Murong Ling. Mu Ling is in the past tense. You can also call me a girl, but don't tell the outside world that I am Mu Ling."

I came to China this time as the Murong family. Now that so many people call me Mu Ling, it is indeed a bit uncomfortable. Although I don't think I am so superior, but now I go out to represent the Murong family. Now and It was different in the past.

"I see."

I had guessed Murong Ling's identity early in the morning, but now that Murong Ling admitted it personally, several people were still a little shocked. Who would have thought that the girl who had no background at the time was actually the real young lady of the Murong family. Knowing this change, I don't know if I will hit the wall.

After all, he was still young, and after staying in Shen's house for a while, the little guy became sleepy. Looking at the dazed little guy, Murong Ling really couldn't bear to stay longer.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Leng, then I'll go first, and there will be more opportunities to meet in the future."

Whatever Leng Lao said, he wanted to send Murong Ling off, which made Murong Ling helpless. In addition, Leng Lao said that he was going home now, and he happened to be on the way, so Murong Ling had absolutely no reason to refuse.

After exchanging pleasantries, Murong Ling picked up the little guy and left. Hei Wu wanted to take the little guy several times, but Murong Ling refused. I can still hug and move myself.

A group of four or five people walked quietly like this. Murong Ling was really tired a few times, but he still hugged the little guy, and the little guy's hands kept hugging Murong Ling's neck.

Leng Lao wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know what he was going to say now?Do you want to say that it is your great-grandson?People definitely won't believe it. I still have to leave this matter to my grandson. I believe that my grandson can solve this matter.

Walking to the parking place, Murong Ling carefully put the little guy down, covered the little guy with a thin blanket, and then straightened up. At this time, Leng Lao still stood aside and did not leave.

"Old Leng, thank you for giving him such a precious thing, the little guy is not sensible, you have to forgive me."

Murong Ling started to talk to Leng Motian. When he was in the room, there were so many people that he couldn't say much, but now he still has to thank him.

"No, this child is very sensible, and you educated well."

What Mr. Leng said was not meant to be a greeting at all. Although he had only met this little guy for a while, he could still feel that this little guy's tutor was really good.

"Mr. Leng praised me, so I'll leave first."

When Murong Ling opened his mouth, he was naturally happy to hear someone praise his child Murong Ling.

"If you have time to go to my house to play, I like this child very much."

Leng Wutian is somewhat reluctant to let Murong Ling take the little bun away, but now he has no position. He can't be cheeky and say that this is his great-grandson. Although the fact is indeed like this, the problem now is People don't remember their grandson at all now.

It seems that I still have to have a good talk with my grandson when I go home, and see how I can abduct this girl to my home. Needless to say, this girl's ability and identity, plus the fact that I will return it now I gave birth to such a great-grandson who was carved in jade and jade, and said that he wanted to come to my Leng's house, otherwise how could I agree.

Saying goodbye to Leng Lao, Hei Wu drove the mother and son and started to walk towards the hotel. Hei Wu didn't speak a word all the way. Hei Wu really didn't know what he was going to say now. Originally, Hei Wu didn't talk much. , now simply less.

Now I really don't know what my family thinks, whether I want Miss and Leng Yichen to reconcile, or whether I don't want Miss and Leng Yichen to reconcile, I am really conflicted, because I am really Not sure what's going on here.

Murong Ling hugged Murong Hao, but he didn't notice anything unusual about Hei Wu, the car soon arrived at the door of the hotel, Hei Wu carefully opened the car door for the mother and daughter, Murong Ling walked out with Murong Hao in his arms.

Murong Ling signaled Hei Wu to park the car in the parking lot first, and he carried Murong Hao up first, Hei Wu nodded without saying a word, got in the car and drove away, Murong Ling covered Xiao Baozi with the blanket , it is already the end of summer, it will inevitably be a little cold at night, Murong Ling is afraid that the little guy will freeze.

After making sure that the little guy was wrapped up tightly, Murong Ling started to carry the little guy into the hotel, walking very carefully step by step. After all, the little guy is five and a half years old now, and he still has some weight.

"Mommy."

Realizing that he was being picked up by someone, the little guy rubbed against Murong Ling in a daze, without opening his eyes.

"Well, good boy, Mommy will take you back to your room now, you can sleep."

Murong Ling lowered his head to comfort the little guy, and walked towards the hotel without stopping.

What Murong Ling didn't see was that in a car parked at the entrance of the hotel, a pair of eyes had a panoramic view of the warm picture of mother and child getting along.

Seeing Murong Ling not seen for many years, Leng Yichen couldn't tell what it was like, especially looking at the back of Murong Ling holding the little bun by himself, Leng Yichen had mixed feelings in his heart. It's one thing to be alive, but it's another thing to see someone now.

No one would understand the feeling in his heart at that moment, and he obviously wanted to go down and ask Murong Ling to understand.

(End of this chapter)