President uncle, don't come close

When he arrived in Phuket, Ling Moqin's body had a little maladjustment. Maybe it's really not suitable to be too bumpy during pregnancy. She also thinks she's too delicate.

"It's all right. Let's have a good rest in the hotel room. Anyway, I used to dive a lot, so I don't have a cold now."

Sheng Huaizhe comforted her and insisted on staying with her in the hotel. For him, taking care of Ling Moqin is more important than going out. He will never rest assured that she will be left alone in the hotel.

"Go and play. It's rare that everyone is so interested. I can't go into the water when I go. It's all right. I happen to sleep in the room alone. "

Ling Moqin doesn't want to let Sheng Huaizhe can't enjoy playing because of herself. She doesn't want to be a burden to him. So she kept persuading Sheng Huaizhe to let him go out and don't spend it with her.

"Huai Zhe, go with them! I'll just accompany Moqin. I'm not very comfortable and I'm not suitable to go into the water. "

Lin Jiahui didn't know where she heard the news that Ling Moqin was uncomfortable. She came to her room to see her, and then said this to Sheng Huaizhe.

"No, I can take care of her."

Sheng Huaizhe didn't want to take care of Ling Moqin by pretending to be someone else's hand, so he refused. And she's not comfortable staying here. He's not in the mood to have a good time outside. It's better not to go instead.

"Can't you trust me?"

Lin Jiahui's tone was a little ridiculed and seemed to be a little hurt. Sheng Huaizhe thought he was too direct

"Sheng Huaizhe, go! I want to stay with Jiahui. We can talk about women. I really don't need your company. "

It can be seen that Lin Jiahui is a little embarrassed. Ling Moqin quickly interrupts and encourages Sheng Huaizhe to go out to play. Although she doesn't feel very familiar with Lin Jiahui, this woman seems to be kind to her. The most important thing is that she hopes that Sheng Huaizhe, who always pays attention to work, will have fun now that she comes out.

"Since you despise me so much, it's better to obey your orders."

Sheng Huaizhe smiled. Seeing Ling Moqin's insistence, he thought Lin Jiahui was safe here, so he nodded.

After they all set out, Lin Jiahui came to Ling Moqin and Sheng Huaizhe's room, saying it was more convenient to take care of her.

"Actually, it's not so exaggerated. I'll just sleep. Jiahui, go back to your room and have a rest! "

Ling Moqin was a little uncomfortable. A woman other than Sheng Zhuwen suddenly appeared in the room. Although she knew that Lin Jiahui meant well, she didn't really need it. She knows her physical condition. Just sleep. It's no big deal.

"That's not good. Huai zhe will kill me when he comes back. Now that I have promised him, I must accompany you well. "

Finally, Ling Qin didn't give in to her.

"Moqin, do you have any plans to get married?"

Glancing casually at her stomach, Lin Jiahui poured her a glass of water and asked casually.

"He said that after the tour, he would go back and make preparations."

Ling Moqin also looked at his stomach, but what he thought was completely another matter. Last time Lin Jiahui told her about Lin Jiayin. If she asked this time, did she know more??

Ling Moqin bit her lip. She advised herself not to be so anxious and curious. She believed that Sheng Huaizhe would slowly tell her that all she needed to do was wait

"Jiahui, you... Used to be good friends with Lin Jiayin?"

Ling Moqin almost wanted to smoke her two big mouths. Finally, she couldn't control her mouth and asked.

Maybe Lin Jiahui didn't expect that she would take the initiative to ask this question. After being stunned for a while, she nodded. After a while, she began to talk about Lin Jiayin and the relationship between Lin Jiayin and Sheng Huaizhe

"Does he still love her?"

Ling Moqin involuntarily asked this question. In Lin Jiahui's description, Lin Jiayin is such a beautiful woman that Sheng Huaizhe loves her almost crazy... But now such a person doesn't know where in the world. Sheng Huaizhe hasn't found it for ten years

Ten years, not ten years or ten months... If she disappears, will Sheng Huaizhe wait for her for ten years? Ling Moqin couldn't grasp the answer in his heart. All she knows is that her mood is more complicated now than last time... Her heart is aching, a burst of acid, a burst of pain

"I don't know... Before I met you, I thought he still had good news in his heart. To tell you the truth, but now... "

Lin Jiahui paused deliberately. Seeing Ling Moqin's pale face, she tightened her heart and finally went on.

"Don't think too much. Huai Zhe is a devoted person, so I think he really likes you and is devoted to you."

Lin Jiahui peeled the orange as she spoke. She observed Ling Moqin's expression. Sure enough, she saw that her face seemed worse... Did you say that? But before her, Sheng Huaizhe was really such a person. It was only Ling Moqin's arrival that broke his special feelings and his original life.

"Special love..."

Ling Moqin mumbled the word Lin Jiahui said, but his heart was as bitter as drinking a cup of bitter coffee.

Ten years, if you can't change a person's love for another person, then he will always love it?!

Thinking of Sheng Huaizhe's reaction every time he heard the name Lin Jiayin, Ling Moqin felt inexplicably bitter and uncomfortable. She didn't want to think more, but it seemed that this was the case

The man she likes may still have another lover in her heart.

But she suddenly wanted to know what position she was in Sheng Huaizhe's heart? A little girl he likes but doesn't love? A woman who has his child, so he has to continue to like or even marry home??

Ling Moqin touched his stomach, and the pride and happiness of just having a baby disappeared without a trace. She even began to feel that the existence of the child was unfair to Sheng Huaizhe. He could not have been bound by the child

"Moqin, are you okay?"

Ling Moqin's wandering eyes have made Lin Jiahui a little worried about her pale face. She is afraid that Sheng Huaizhe will blame her if Ling Moqin really has something to do.

"I'm fine. Thank you, Jiahui, for telling me this. "

Ling Moqin smiled bitterly. Almost people all over the world know the story of Lin Jiayin and Sheng Huaizhe, but no one is willing to take the initiative to tell her, even her best friend Sheng Zhuwen... How can she not think about it.