Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 392: Waiting for the End (3)
For them, a day's salary is only a small amount, and if there is a little loss, they have to pay for it themselves. For the seafood porridge just now, the customer chose the best flower crab. In the first half, can you not be in a hurry?

Just as Chen Xi wanted to walk forward, Ye Chen walked up to him and stopped him, "Chen Xi, the porridge is packed for Ruan Xinjie to eat."

This time she didn't ask a question, but directly stated the facts.

Chen Xi met her eyes, "I'm in a hurry."

Ye Chen usually looks very gentle, but once her temper comes up, ten bulls can't pull her back. Standing in front of Chen Xi, she won't let her go, "Chen Xi, be nice to her, not only because She is pregnant with your child, and she has spent so many years with you."

Chen Xi didn't speak, but the hand carrying the packing box trembled unknowingly.

The trembling was very light, Ye Chen still saw it, half jokingly, half seriously said: "Chen Xi, in ancient times, mothers are more expensive than children, you might as well think about it."

Ling Mo stood behind Ye Chen, quietly listening to his little wife, persuading the person she liked in her youth.

At this moment, his mood was very peaceful, there was no so-called jealousy, let alone anger that flew over.

Chen Xi didn't speak, and seemed to want to bypass Ye Chen and walk towards the door. Ling Mo walked over, regardless of Chen Xi's willingness or not, and patted him on the shoulder, "If you're not in a hurry, sit down and have a chat."

Ever since he knew Ling Mo's true identity, Chen Xi felt that Ling Mo was not simple. He even felt that he knew about some things, such as that he and Gu Bili were not biological mothers and children.

After pondering for a moment, he nodded, "Well, I happen to have something to ask you too."

Ye Chen is just a little woman who lives with peace of mind. Seeing that the two brothers can be so calm, she was very happy, and took the packing box from Chen Xi's hand, "Tell me Ruan Xinjie's address, and I will send it there for you. "

Chen Xi looked at her lower abdomen, it was already very prominent. Although the month was not as big as Ruan Xinjie's, it seemed that the area was about the same. "Can you do it?"

Ye Chen smiled playfully, "Don't worry, I'm very good."

Chen Xi hesitated for a while, but still reported the address to Ye Chen. Ye Chen smiled, turned and walked towards the door. Ling Mo kept watching her, and he didn't look back until the door was closed.

The manager of the restaurant hurried over. There were two great gods standing in front of him. He couldn't afford to offend either one of them. He said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Ling, Chen Xi, the box is ready."

Ling Mo and Chen Xi ignored him, the manager wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and led the way, "This way please."

After pouring good tea for the two "big gods", the manager quickly exited the box.

Ling Mo picked up the tea, "How is the reclamation plan going?"

Chen Xilin frowned, "You don't really want to talk to me about the sea reclamation plan, do you?"

Ling Mo brought the teacup to his lips, sipped lightly, and said in a calm voice, "Or else, do you think I want to talk to you about the incident that you framed me to kill you more than ten years ago?"

"You!" Chen Xi clenched his fists, Ling Mo was just drinking tea very leisurely, slowly, Chen Xi also relaxed, he looked into Ling Mo's eyes, and exhaled forcefully, " Would you believe me if I said that I didn't do that thing back then?"

Ling Mo put down his water glass, and looked at the person in front of him through the dense mist. Such thoughtful and profound gazes always fell on him. Chen Xi felt a little uncomfortable. Just as he was about to speak, Ling Mo was Withdrawing his gaze, he said softly, "Of course I know that you didn't do that. Are you interested in listening to me tell a story?"

Chen Xi froze for a moment, "Okay."

Ling Mo turned his face and looked out of the window. A memory that he had sealed up for more than 20 years was slowly spoken by him, like a bubbling stream.

As the story developed towards the end, Chen Xi gradually couldn't sit still. When he heard the end, he couldn't hold back any longer. He jumped up from the sofa, his eyes widened, his eyes full of disbelief, "This is impossible, how can we Possibly from the same mother?"

Ling Mo's face was still as indifferent as ever, as if he had guessed that Chen Xi would have such a reaction, without saying much, he took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket and put it in front of Chen Xi.

Chen Xi opened the paper and put it in front of his eyes. The hand holding the paper was trembling violently. It was a birth certificate that was already yellowing, and the blood relationship between him and Ling Mo was written on it.

"Is all this true?" Chen Xi asked the man opposite him with trembling lips.

Ling Mo also looked at the paper, "I don't believe you can take out the paper on your body for comparison."

Embarrassment flashed across Chen Xi's eyes, "How did you know?"

Ling Mo smiled, "We are blood brothers, maybe we really have telepathy in some respects."

Chen Xi folded the paper gently, took out his wallet, and put it in carefully, "I..."

He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

"Chen Xi, the reason why I told you these things today is because you have experienced so much, and you have matured enough, so I can finally rest assured." Ling Mo stood up and walked towards the door. .

"Brother..." After hesitating again and again, when Ling Mo was about to leave the box, Chen Xi still shouted these two words, "Please forgive me."

Ling Mo turned around, smiled at him and said, "Silly boy, since I am your eldest brother, why would I blame you?"

Flesh and blood brother, the bones are really broken and the tendons are still connected. Chen Xi didn't speak anymore, staring blankly at the tall and straight figure walking out of the door, his eyes gradually covered with mist.

Ignoring the restaurant manager's intentional flattery, Ling Mo walked out of the restaurant with big strides as soon as he stepped out of the box. The air outside was still scorching hot, but Ling Mo felt more comfortable than ever.

After opening the car door and leaning down to sit inside, he didn't start the car immediately, but held the steering wheel in his hands, his black eyes were closed into a smile, and he looked into the distance, looking at the distant sky, as if he saw the car in his memory. The kind of delicate and graceful face.

(End of this chapter)