Honey-colored giants: Ex-wife is too hard to quit

Chapter 142 Forcing the Palace
After making a decision, Lan Dailin felt at ease immediately.

After taking a comfortable shower, wrapped in a large bath towel, he opened the bathroom door and walked out while gently wiping his wet hair with the towel.

Ling Shao, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a newspaper, heard the sound of the door opening, and subconsciously raised his head to look in the direction of the bathroom. With just one glance, he could no longer move his eyes away.

If one had to describe the current Lan Dailin in one sentence, then such a sentence would definitely pop out of Ling Shao's mind.

"The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and the carvings are naturally removed."

Lan Dailin, who had just taken a bath, was like the hibiscus flower just out of the clear water, looking extremely simple and flawless, bright and moving, without any trace of carving or decoration.

It is undeniable that this kind of Lan treats Lin very beautifully, so beautiful that any man who sees her like this has to be tempted.

Lan waited for Lin to clearly see that Ling Shao's eyes were shining brightly, fascinated, as if he was admiring a fine work of art.

He seemed so obsessed, which made Lan treat Lin a little proud.

Ling Shao looked at her obsessively, his eyes full of intoxication, "You are so beautiful!"

"Thank you! I've finished washing! And then?" Lan Dailin raised her eyebrows lightly, standing in front of Ling Shao, and asked in a flat tone.

"Come with me!" Ling Shao came back to his senses, got up and took Lan Dailin to the master bedroom, standing beside the bed in the master bedroom, he smiled at Lan Dailin, "Sit!"

Lan waited for Lin to sit gently on the edge of the bed, and looked at Ling Shao quietly. She thought Ling Shao would rush over impatiently.

But the reality is that Ling Shao suddenly squatted down, took out a hair dryer from the bedside table, plugged the plug into the socket at the bedside, and smiled at Lan Dailin, "Turn around, I'll blow your hair for you Dry!"

"No need, I can do it myself!" Lan Dailin shook her head slightly, and reached out for the hair dryer in Ling Shao's hand.

But Ling Shao withdrew his hand back, looked at Lan and waited for Lin stubbornly and said, "I'll do it!"

Lan waited for Lin not to persist any longer, but slowly sat on the edge of the bed with her back facing Ling Shao.

Feeling Ling Shao's gentle lifting of her hair, and the warm blowing wind blowing on her wet hair, Lan Dailin felt neither wave nor joy in her heart, and quietly let Ling Shao do whatever she wanted.

Ling Shao's movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting Lan and treating Lin.

Therefore, the process of blowing hair became extremely long. There were several times when Lan and Lin couldn't help but want to snatch the blowing air from Ling Shao's hand.

But in the end she gave up this idea, she closed her eyes quietly, felt Ling Shao's fingers gently combing her hair, and quietly waited for the end of this long process.

Ten minutes later, the sound of eating fans behind him stopped abruptly.

Lan waited for Lin to turn slightly and looked at Ling Shao who was holding a comb to tidy her hair and said calmly, "Thank you, I can do it myself!"

"No, I'll come!" Ling Shao was as stubborn as ever, and Lan Dailin couldn't refuse his insistence, and she didn't want to refuse either.

Since Ling Shao wants to treat her like that, it is right to serve her to comb her hair. This can be regarded as a little interest that Lan waits for Lin to receive in advance!

When Lan waited for Lin to think about it, Ling Shao's movements were gentle and soothing, and every combing was like carving an exquisite work of art, appearing so cautious and cautious.

If it wasn't for the bad atmosphere here and now, Lan Dailin might have cried out comfortably.

This is the first time that someone combs her hair after she grows up, and it is so gentle and meticulous.

A trace of inexplicable sourness suddenly surged in her heart.

During the years when she and Ling Shao were married, Ling Shao never personally combed her hair. Now that she changed her identity and appeared in front of Ling Shao as another person, she unexpectedly enjoyed such a The treatment, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

She suddenly felt a little unworthy for herself, and for Zhao Zixuan who had been dead for more than three years. Ling Shao's tenderness was actually applied to Lan Dailin, not Zhao Zixuan.

Although she is Zhao Zixuan, she is now called Lan Dailin, and this complicated mood makes her feel very uncomfortable.

Ling Shao behind him was still combing her hair gently, but she already felt impatient.

Sensing that the comb in Ling Shao's hand had fallen to the tip of her hair, Lan waited for Lin to turn around gently, "Enough!"

"No more combing?" Ling Shao asked, looking into her eyes.

"Yes! Hurry up and do whatever you want! I don't want to spend any more time with you!" Lan Dailin said to Ling Shao righteously.

Ling Shao's eyes flickered slightly, and with a half-smile expression on his face, he slowly leaned over.

Seeing Ling Shao's face getting closer, Lan waited for Lin to accept her fate and closed her eyes.

She could almost feel Ling Shao's heavy breathing, but after a long time, she did not feel the domineering Ling Shao rushing forward.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that Ling Shao had already turned around and walked outside the door of the master bedroom.

She looked at Ling Shao in astonishment, suddenly she couldn't turn her head around.

What does he want to do?
Ling Shao stood outside the bedroom door, holding the doorknob of the master bedroom and smiling slightly at Lan Dailin, "It's getting late, hurry up and rest!"

"Didn't you want to..." Lan Dailin asked in surprise, she was too shy to say the following words.

"What do you want?" Ling Shao looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes flickering slightly, "Eat you? You think too much, I brought you here just to let you have a good rest, so that you can have the energy to cope with the evening entertainment ! Although I, Ling Shao, want you, I want you to take the initiative to climb onto my bed! I, Ling Shao, can't do things that are forced!"

After speaking, Ling Shao gently closed the door.

Looking at the closed door of the master bedroom, Lan Dailin whispered angrily, "Let me take the initiative to climb into your bed? Don't think about it!"

It wasn't until now that she realized that she had been a little self-indulgent all along. She thought that Ling Shao was going to take advantage of others' danger, that Ling Shao was going to put her to death right here, but in fact, everything was just her own imagination. Ling Shao had no such idea at all. Will not do so.

He was so proud that he didn't allow him to do such a despicable thing.

Thinking of Ling Shao gently drying her hair and combing her hair before, Lan Dailin suddenly felt a throbbing in her heart.

But this throbbing was swallowed by a greater sourness.

She really hoped that Ling Shao's tenderness and consideration would not be for Lan's treatment of Lin, but for Zhao Zixuan's. Even though Lan's treatment of Lin and Zhao Zixuan are basically the same person, Lan still can't let go of her treatment of Lin.

She couldn't help thinking, if she told Ling Shao that she was Zhao Zixuan, would Ling Shao comb her hair so tenderly and considerately?

If she promises to be negative, I am afraid that the moment she tells the truth, Ling Shao will hysterically ask her why she concealed him!

The next thing is probably the beginning of her suffering, so Lan Dailin just flashed this thought from her mind, and then put it away completely.

Lying in the quilt, Lan waited for Lin to slowly close her eyes.

What she experienced today made her nerves tense all the time, and as soon as she lay on the bed, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, when there was a light knock on the door.

Lan waited for Lin to wake up suddenly, and looked in the direction of the door in doubt, "Who?"

"Miss Lan, it's me! Ah Qiang! It's almost time! You should get up and pack up and go to the restaurant downstairs!" Ah Qiang's voice sounded outside the door.

Why not Ling Shao?Lan treated Lin with some curiosity.

"Okay, I know!"

"In addition, the boss of your clothes has asked the hotel to dry-clean them, and the boss has prepared clean clothes for you, just outside on the sofa! Remember to change them later, I'll go out first!"

Ah Qiang's voice stopped abruptly, and then Lan Dailin remembered the sound of A Qiang's heavy footsteps. As the footsteps gradually became weaker, until the sound of closing the door sounded, the sound of A Qiang's footsteps disappeared completely. .

Lan waited for Lin to slowly lift off the thin quilt on her body, and carefully opened the door of the master bedroom in her nightgown and walked out.

The presidential suite was empty, and Ling Shao's figure had disappeared at some point.

There were several bags on the sofa, and the bags contained a complete set of women's clothes, from the inside to the outside.

Lan waited for Lin to stare blankly at these expensive clothes for a while, then picked up the clothes and walked to the bathroom.

After tidying herself up, Lan Dailin opened the door of the presidential suite and walked out.

"Miss Lan, did you pack it up so quickly?" Ah Qiang, who was standing at the door, looked at Lan Dailin in surprise and asked.

"Aqiang, why are you still here?" Lan Dailin asked with a slight frown, without answering Aqiang's question.

"The boss asked me to wait for you here! I will send you back after your entertainment!" Ah Qiang replied respectfully.

"Go back! I can go back myself!"

"Miss Lan, don't make it difficult for me! This is something the boss personally ordered, and I dare not refuse to do it! And you will definitely have to drink tonight, so you can't drive back by yourself!" Ah Qiang said stubbornly, "Don't worry, I won't bother you!"

"Okay then!" What A Qiang said made some sense. Lan Dailin would definitely drink tonight, and it was unrealistic for her to drive back by herself, so she didn't continue to insist.

"Miss Lan, please!" Ah Qiang led the way, and respectfully pressed the button of the elevator for Lan Dailin.

While waiting for the elevator, Lan Dailin looked at Aqiang curiously and asked, "Where is your boss Ling?"

"It seems that something happened to the company. The boss rushed back to deal with it! Do you want to see the boss? Then I will call the boss now!" Ah Qiang took out his mobile phone and was about to call Ling Shao, but Lan waited for Lin stopped.

"no need!"

The elevator door opened slowly, Lan waited for Lin to walk in, but Ah Qiang stood respectfully at the door and did not go in.

Seeing the elevator door closing slowly, completely blocking Ah Qiang's resolute face from the door, a trace of curiosity flashed in Lan Dailin's eyes.

What accident happened to Junteng Technology, and the chairman Ling Shao needs to rush back to deal with it in person?

Could it be that he was afraid that he would see him embarrassed, so he avoided it on purpose?
When Lan waited for Lin to arrive at the reserved restaurant box, the bosses who had invited all arrived.

Everyone had flattering smiles on their faces. Originally, Lan Dailin thought that it would be very difficult for them to squat in a trench with the Ling Group to fight against the menacing Woma Group.

But it turns out that things are much simpler than she imagined.

Even the bosses who are known for their rebelliousness did not show the slightest objection.

After drinking and eating, the tone of the cooperation was roughly set, and the meal came to an end.

After agreeing with all the bosses here one by one to formally sign the contract in the meeting room of Ling Group the next day, Lan Dailin walked out of the hotel gate slowly.

Ah Qiang had already been waiting at the entrance of the hotel, and respectfully opened the rear compartment door for her.

Lan waited for Lin to think that Ling Shao would be in the car, and was thinking about what to do when the time came, but when the rear compartment door opened, she realized that she was thinking too much, the compartment was empty, and there was no sign of Ling Shao at all.

Sitting on the comfortable leather seat, Lan waited for Lin to close her eyes slightly, allowing Ah Qiang to start the car slowly and drive to the manor.

On the other hand, Ling Shao had just finished dealing with the company's affairs, and was about to call A Qianglan to ask if she was waiting for Lin to go back, but he never thought that Li Yuehua would push open the door of the office and walk in with a livid face.

"Mom, it's so late! You're not staying in the villa, why are you here?" Ling Shao looked at Li Yuehua who suddenly appeared in doubt and asked.

"I should ask you this! It's been so long since you've been off work, and you still haven't come home, what do you want to do? You don't want to see me and Xiaoru so much?"

"You misunderstood! It's absolutely nothing!" Ling Shao argued.

"Misunderstanding? Do you think I'm blind? I won't talk about you transferring Xiaoru to the investment department! After all, this is your company's business, but you always come back from business trips in Xiaoru, all night long If you don't go back, something is wrong, right?"

"Leave my affairs alone!" Ling Shao was a little displeased.

"Don't care? Can I ignore it? It's not like you don't know what Xiaoru thinks about you! You can see what Xiaoru has done to you over the years! Don't you still not see how much Xiaoru treats you? Do you mean it?" Li Yuehua said a little angrily.

"I knew it from the beginning! But it's impossible for me to be with her!" Ling Shao's tone was very firm.

"Impossible? What's impossible? You are single now, and she is also single. You grew up as childhood sweethearts. Xiaoru has always liked you and wanted to be with you. A few years ago, you and Zhao Zixuan got married and had children. Don’t you know how much damage it caused? Later you and Zhao Yun got together again, and in all fairness, Xiaoru is not as good as Zhao Zixuan, and what is not as good as Zhao Yun?” Li Yuehua became more and more excited as she spoke.

"They are not comparable at all!" Ling Shao's face turned cold.

"I know you can't forget Zhao Zixuan, but don't forget! Zhao Zixuan is dead. After so many years, why can't you try to accept Xiaoru? Xiaoru's kindness to you, Xiaoru's bitterness, I do this Damn it, I see it in my eyes all the time, and it hurts in my heart! Is your heart made of stone? Even if it is made of stone, it has been warmed up after covering it for so many years! Don’t you have any feeling for Xiaoru?"

Li Yuehua kept questioning Ling Shao.

Ling Shao looked at Li Yuehua quietly, and sighed, "Mom, I know all this! But feelings can't be forced!"

"I don't want to listen to your nonsense. I came here today just to ask you a question! Are you willing to marry Xiaoru? Are you willing to recognize me as your mother?" Li Yuehua stared intently into Ling Shao's eyes , asked with a livid face.

(End of this chapter)