President uncle, don't come close

"Good boy, I'm not sad. It's yours and it will be yours. It's not yours. I can't force you to come... "

Grandma said some familiar words in Ling Moqin's ear. Ling Moqin had tears in her eyes. She snuggled up with grandma and slowly fell asleep.

In the dream, Sheng Huaizhe told her that he felt like he had slept for a long time, so long that everyone forgot him, but Ling Moqin still remembered him

When I woke up the next day, it was already eight o'clock in the morning. Ling Moqin feels that she hasn't slept so comfortably for a long time. She has to admit that sometimes alcohol is a little helpful to sleep. At least she has more deep sleep than usual.

Looking at the familiar room, the familiar ceiling and the familiar quilt... Ling Moqin remembered what happened last night.

"Am I really drunk? How did you come back here? "

Ling Moqin shook her head and remembered everything that happened last night, including her taking Sheng Zhuwen to watch cartoons and drinking with Sheng Zhuwen... What a sin. She took a pregnant woman to the bar! Thinking of this, Ling Moqin quickly grabbed his mobile phone and called Sheng Zhuwen.

"Hey, get up so early? It seems that I didn't get very drunk last night. "

Sheng Zhuwen's sarcastic voice sounded at the other end of the phone. Ling Moqin was relieved to hear her say so, which showed that she had nothing to do and could hurt her.

"How are you? You said you didn't stop me. Why did a pregnant woman follow me in and out of the bar? "

Ling Moqin picked her eyebrows. She didn't know whether Su Li would blame her next time she saw her. How to say that Sheng Zhuwen was also a pregnant woman waiting for labor. She was really a little unkind. Although she knew that Sheng Zhuwen wouldn't blame her at all, she was willing to accompany her.

"Ling Moqin, do you still have a conscience? In that situation last night, if I hadn't sacrificed my life to accompany the gentleman, would you be in a good mood? "

Sheng Zhuwen had a big opinion. While talking back to Ling Moqin, he turned up his mouth. It seems that Ling Moqin's mood has recovered well. Now she can still have such energy to quarrel with her.

"Yes, if it weren't for you, I might still be at the tip of a bull's horn! Can I invite you to dinner another day? "

Ling Moqin smiled gently. Although he Sheng Zhuwen has always been such a mutually destructive way to get along, her heart still feels warm at the moment. There are many polite words between her and Sheng Zhuwen. In fact, needless to say, she is probably the person who knows her best except grandma in the world.

"It's not good to have a meal, at least until I'm satisfied... By the way, where did my third uncle pick you up at last?"

Suli brought the porridge, fed Sheng Zhuwen a sip, and then looked at her talking to Ling Moqin on the phone while looking for an opportunity to feed her porridge constantly. It really worried him last night, but seeing that Sheng Zhuwen was all right, his anger disappeared.

"What do you mean?"

Ling Moqin's smile condensed around her mouth. She didn't understand what Sheng Zhuwen's last sentence meant. How does this matter have anything to do with Sheng Huaizhe? Didn't he stay at home with Sheng Xiaoxiao last night? She can remember that she didn't call him all the way and didn't look for him

Did she call Sheng Huaizhe when she was drunk? He sent her back here? No, she called him when she got home last night. She clearly remembers what happened last night. So what's the matter with Sheng Zhuwen? Ling Moqin bit his finger, hoping Sheng Zhuwen would make it clear.

"Su Li said that my third uncle was still looking for you outside at more than 2 a.m. last night. I thought you were really abducted. I was scared to death when I heard Su Li say this... "

Ling Moqin doesn't know what Sheng Zhuwen said later, nor how he ended the call. Sheng Zhuwen's words always appeared in her mind. Sheng Huaizhe was still looking for her outside in the rain at more than two o'clock in the morning

Is that so? He's still out looking for her? So he doesn't really care about her at all, but he's not good at expressing... This consciousness makes Ling Moqin's heart begin to be vaguely happy. As long as Sheng Huaizhe still cares about her, she has a hope of meeting manna after a long drought

"Xiao Qin, come on, have some breakfast and a bowl of ginger soup. You got wet last night."

Grandma came in and carried her breakfast specially made for Ling Moqin. But Ling Moqin didn't seem to hear it. He was still trapped in Sheng Huaizhe's going out to find her

"Xiaoqin? What's the matter? What's wrong? "

Seeing Ling Moqin's absent-minded appearance, grandma thought that she was uncomfortable because she was caught in the rain last night, and asked with concern on her face.

"I... grandma, I won't eat any more. I have to go back and have a look and smile!"

Ling Moqin grabbed his clothes and bag and ran out. She wanted to go back to Sheng Huaizhe's villa quickly. She thought of verifying what Sheng Zhuwen said. He was looking for her all night last night

"What happened to Xiaoxiao? You tell me, smile, is she okay? "

When grandma saw her in such a hurry, she was worried whether something had happened to Xiaoxiao, and she was in a mess.

"It's okay, grandma, it's okay! I just haven't seen her for a night. I miss her... I'm gone. I'll come back with a smile to play with you in a few days! "

What grandma said later, Ling Moqin couldn't hear clearly. Her heart has flown to Sheng Huaizhe. Now she can't listen to anyone

Sitting in the taxi, Ling Moqin's mood can't be calm. She thinks about what happened last night, recalls what Sheng Zhuwen said, and falls into meditation again

Sheng Zhuwen nestled on the sofa and fell into a daze while drinking the bird's nest porridge fed by Su Li himself. Just after hanging up, she always thought Ling Moqin was strange.

"Hello, wife. I'm such a big living man in front of you. Your appearance will make me sad. "

Su Li looked at Sheng Zhuwen helplessly. She didn't know why she suddenly started to stay. At first, she ate porridge well. He guessed that it was because of Ling Moqin again. Sure enough, as soon as she spoke, she was Ling Moqin

"Su Li, you say, Moqin, she and my third uncle... What's the matter with these two people? Didn't you say that the third uncle was still looking for Moqin outside in the early morning? But I just heard that Mo Qin meant that she didn't know about it... "

Sheng Zhuwen looked at Su Li and said her guess. She didn't know why Ling Moqin appeared in her house, nor why she didn't seem to know that her third uncle was looking for her. After she was taken home by Su Li, what happened last night?

"You'd better concentrate on your porridge. You'll know if you call your third uncle or Moqin later. You can guess where to use yourself here."