"Ling Nuanqing, you'd better close your mouth."

Ling Nuanqing reluctantly paid the money, and Ling Shaocheng reached out to grab her cell phone.

Don't let his face be thrown away for two or three thousand dollars, he will give it to him!

But the store had already received Ling Nuanqing's money. She pointed to the unfinished dishes on the table, "Can you pack it for me?"

"no problem."

Ling Nuanqing smiled and started talking nonsense again, "Don't look at my boyfriend for face, it's actually pretty good to go home. You can eat leftovers, so you have to keep them until evening."

"I'll pack it for you now."

Ling Nuanqing picked up the meat with chopsticks and handed it to Ling Shaocheng's mouth. "Come on, open your mouth."

The waiter burst out laughing, "It seems that you really want to raise your boyfriend as your son."

"It's mainly because he's obedient and likable."

Isn’t this the image of a young man? If you are obedient, you can eat and drink with the rich woman.

Ling Shaocheng pushed Ling Nuanqing away. "If you don't look at what you do, who will believe your words?"

She just carries a backpack and wears cheap clothes, and wants to pretend to be a rich woman?

"I know, I don't have that much money now, you dislike me."

The two women at the table next door gathered together to discuss. Although they lowered their voices, they still came into Ling Shaocheng's ears because of the spacious space.

"I see, that man looks a little older than her. Don't the rich women like young and handsome guys?"

"What do you know? The trendy uncle model is now popular, with plenty of experience and can show off. Besides, he is not greasy..."

Ling Shaocheng pushed away the chair and left. He enjoyed the attention of others all the way out. He remembered this account and would definitely find her to settle it in the future!

The day when the studio opened was getting closer. On this day, Fan Xiaozhu stayed in the store to load the goods, and Ling Nuanqing went out to distribute leaflets.

It was almost evening when a phone call reached Ling Nuanqing's cell phone.

"Hey, bamboo, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?"

"Where is this Dongwu North Road."

"Come back quickly."

Ling Nuanqing stuffed the remaining flyers back into her backpack, "What's wrong?"

"That guy Ling Shaocheng is here, Yanyan is here too, I'm panicked."

"I'll be back soon!" Ling Nuanqing quickly jogged to the side of the road and reached out to stop the car.

Fuchen Studio is open in the downtown area, but because there is a school around it, it can be considered a quiet place.

The studio is connected to a yard, with tables and chairs and various decorations placed inside. At this time, Ling Shaocheng was sitting in a rattan chair, flipping through a magazine.

What a scene I look at. In the late autumn evening, the sky is dark and the red flowers are blooming. At this time, such a super handsome guy is sitting under the flower tree.

Fan Xiaozhu pressed her face against the glass window and looked outside secretly. She was not interested in watching Ling Shaocheng's face. It would be no good for this demon to come over.

A small figure took a bubble machine and was about to run out. Fan Xiaozhu discovered it in time and rushed over to pull Yanyan.

"Baby, be good, you can't go out."

"Why?"

"It's cold, I'm going to catch a cold."

Yanyan tied a bun and stared at Fan Xiaozhu with big eyes. "I wear so much."

"Yanyan is good, go to the second floor to watch TV first."

But she wanted to go to the yard outside to play, where there were lotus tanks and small fish.

Fan Xiaozhu pushed Yanyan to the stairs, "Be good."

The landline at the front desk rang, and Fan Xiaozhu ran over to connect, "Hello, Fu Chen's tattoo."

Yanyan raised his eyebrows and ran out. When Fan Xiaozhu found out, it was too late, but she threw away the phone and chased after him.

My little ancestor! That person outside is your real father!

Yanyan ran outside with a kick, Fan Xiaozhu threw herself into the air, slid forward and knelt, as if she was paying a prayer to Ling Shaocheng.

The man raised his eyes disrespectfully. "Do you still have such rules? There is no need to be flat."

Fan Xiaozhu cursed in her heart, and Yanyan quickly pulled her up, "Sister-in-law, are you okay?"

"It's okay, go back to the house."

Ling Shaocheng looked at the girl and called him, "Come on, come on."

Fan Xiaozhu hurriedly protected Yanyan behind her, with alertness in her eyes. "What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing so nervous?"

Fan Xiaozhu's mouth was dry, "You... Maybe you just like the little girl."

Ling Shaocheng's eyes turned cold and he slapped the magazine in his hand on the table. "What did Ling Nuanqing say in front of you?"

"No!"

Yanyan walked around Fan Xiaozhu's side, ran to the lotus tank, and slashed the tank to see the red carp inside.

Fan Xiaozhu didn't dare to do too much. Besides, Yanyan's new identity should be foolproof. What is she afraid of?

Yanyan looked at the fish for a while and walked to Ling Shaocheng, "This chair is mine."

The man looked at the little girl in front of him and said, "Have you written your name?"

"It's pink, it's a girl's."

Ling Shaocheng stood up for the first time and actually gave up his seat. He waited here for a long time and gradually became impatient.

"Uncle, can you tell me a story?"

Ling Shaocheng felt depressed, "What are you calling for?"

"What do you like to hear? Uncle?"

"Call brother."

Yanyan was a little repulsive. Her brother was listening. She pressed the bubble machine in her hand and a long string of colorful bubbles spewed out of the muzzle.

Ling Nuanqing ran into the yard and saw this scene when he raised his eyes. Some bubbles came to Ling Shaocheng, and he reached out to block it lightly.

The bubble hit the man's finger and broke.

Yanyan and Ling Shaocheng will always meet each other, but if they really meet like this, Ling Nuanqing's heart almost jumped out.

Yanyan got off the chair and said the word "Mom" was about to shout out.

Ling Nuanqing stepped forward with a dry smile, "Yanyan, where is your brother?"

"I'm out, my sister-in-law is in the store." Yanyan ran over and threw herself into Ling Nuanqing's arms. "Auntie, why are you back?"

Ling Nuanqing touched the girl's little head. Ling Shaocheng turned sideways and saw the two of them behave intimately, he immediately felt uncomfortable.

"Ling Nuanqing, don't care about your son, but you're so caring about other people's children."

"Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

Ling Shaocheng sneered, "You open the door to do business, and there is still a reason to reject customers?"

"We have tattoos here, why, Mr. Ling is interested?"

Ling Shaocheng tapped his finger on the desktop, "Can't it be customized in private?"

Ling Nuanqing knew that Ling Shaocheng was here to find fault. A person like him shouldn't really have to get a tattoo for himself, right?

She looked at the girl in front of her and Ling Nuanqing nudged her shoulder. "Yanyan is good, it's cold outside, go back to the house first."

Ling Shaocheng supported his chin with one hand and stared at the girl's back, "Who is she?"
Chapter completed!