Ling Nuanqing's blood was boiling all over her body, and she was angry with Ling Shaocheng's shamelessness.

"Mr. Ling, it's true that he is not going to take the ordinary path."

"You claim to be able to customize anything here. Why? So you can't even complete such a small requirement?"

Ling Nuanqing had a tense face. "We are a serious place."

Ling Shaocheng raised his hand, grabbed her shoulder and pressed her on the tattoo bed. The man stood up and suppressed her, "Don't say serious to me, you are not worthy."

The door was secretly unscrewed and pushed open another crack.

Yanyan hid outside and peeked at her eyes. Ling Nuanqing kicked her legs and couldn't get up. "I'm talking to you well, it seems you are the one who touched her hands and feet?"

Ling Shaocheng's shirt was open and exposed to his belly, sneering at Ling Nuanqing's attitude of saying that he wanted to live a new life.

"If I were you, I would never go out and show my face. Do you feel uncomfortable being raised by others? How much money do you think you can make in running this place?"

"It's my business to make more money and less money, and I rely on my own abilities."

Ling Shaocheng looked at the face beneath him, "Instead of spending time on such things, it's better to think carefully about how to serve me..."

Before the man could finish his voice, he felt a chill on his back. He turned around and saw that the little girl was holding a sprinkler and pointing it at him.

"Chirky chirp--"

The thin water droplets sprayed, and Ling Shaocheng relaxed and held Ling Nuanqing's hand. He blocked his face, and the tall figure stood by the bed.

Ling Nuanqing stood up and ran to Yanyan in three or two steps, "Go out quickly."

"I want to turn him into a chicken."

The child always can't bear to see others bullying his mother. Yanyan's expression is fierce and the water gun raised is facing Ling Shaocheng, "Don't move, raise your hand."

Ling Shaocheng's face turned pale. He was not patient and loving to other people's children. "Ling Nuanqing, can I complain to you? I think you don't want to open a tattoo shop, so just change it to a shooting hall."

"Be good at Yanyan, go and have a fun with your sister-in-law."

Ling Shaocheng walked forward, and the girl pulled the sprinkler with her fingers, and the water sprayed him on his face.

Fan Xiaozhu didn't watch her, and there was a mess. Yanyan stared at Ling Shaocheng in front of her, "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

Ling Shaocheng was stared at by the little girl. He was so shameless. He shouldn't have any sense of shame, but he thought that he was now a father. He forced himself to look at him and buttoned up one by one.

Although Ling Shaocheng did not doubt Yanyan at all, Ling Nuanqing still wanted to avoid too much contact between the two.

When Fan Xiaozhu arrived, she happened to see Ling Shaocheng walking out with her coat in a fierce manner, looking... she looked a little embarrassed.

She patted her chest and ran into the house. "He didn't see anything, did he?"

"No."

"It's really scaring me!"

Ling Nuanqing touched Yanyan's shoulders. Fortunately, the school affairs will be handled in the next two days, and she will be able to free up more energy by then.

Wanda Plaza.

Ling Nuanqing felt disappointed and came out of a beauty shop.

She took the discount coupon from the tattoo parlor and walked straight to the nail salon not far away.

Ling Nuanqing wanted to find some stores to cooperate with, and they all held some special offers, which could also achieve good traffic attractions.

She had just walked out a few steps, but she heard a sound from behind her. "Ling Nuanqing?"

She stopped, the man chased after her, and his figure stood in front of her. "It's really you."

Ling Nuanqing looked closely and found that in fact, Cheng Yici had not changed much in the past few years, but he had lost his youthfulness. Now he seems much more mature and steady. He is wearing a decent suit and his eyes shine brightly at her.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yes, how could you be in Songcheng?"

"I'm here for a business trip." The two of them stood at the door of a hot pot restaurant. Ling Nuanqing suddenly disappeared five years ago. Over the years, even the friends she was close to could not find her.

"Where did you go?"

Ling Nuanqing didn't want to mention the past again. "It's all over."

"Yes, it's over," Cheng Yici looked at the restaurant next to him. "Can I invite you to have dinner? It's nothing else, I just haven't seen you for a long time..."

Ling Nuanqing stuffed everything in his hand into his bag, "How can you treat you? I'll be the one who's here, let's go, I'll treat you."

The two walked into the hot pot restaurant, and Ling Nuanqing did not notice the other two men standing in the corridor opposite.

"That's it, Ling Nuanqing?"

Mingyue nodded, "Looks like."

"Who is that man?"

Ming Yue shook his head, "I can't see clearly, colleague?"

Ling Shaocheng snorted, "What colleagues can she have?"

He walked along the corridor and soon arrived at the door of the hot pot restaurant. Ming Yue saw that he was about to rush in.

"Mr. Ling, isn't it?"

"Why didn't she feel inappropriate when she put the cuckold on my head?"

Ming Yue was afraid that Ling Shaocheng would be ill, but he couldn't say it explicitly, "Don't worry, the lady doesn't have the courage."

Ling Nuanqing had already ordered the dishes inside, and the hot pot soup base was quickly delivered to the table. Cheng Yici looked at her carefully, "Did you have no contact with your former friends?"

"Well, something has happened in the past few years."

Not contacting is the best protection for those people in the past.

In fact, many things are not secrets. How many people don’t know about Ling Shaocheng’s marriage?

And Ling Nuanqing was wanted later for no reason...

Cheng Yici had a lot to ask, but he couldn't ask for it for a while.

Ling Shaocheng walked into the hot pot restaurant, glanced around the store, and then locked in Ling Nuanqing's back.

The benches were all sitting in the store, and Ling Nuanqing sat at the end and did not notice anyone walking to her at all.

Ling Shaocheng stretched out his right foot, hooked his legs on the stool and pulled it out. She shook her body and poked her nose with a bite of meat dipped in sauce.

Ling Nuanqing looked up unhappily, but happened to see Ling Shaocheng sitting down.

Her expression at that time made Ling Shaocheng very unhappy, as if he had seen a ghost.

"When you told me that you were coming to dinner with your friends, I happened to be nearby and came."

This sentence was obviously written by Ling Shaocheng. Ling Nuanqing stared at him in a daze. He pulled out a piece of paper and wiped the oil from her nose.

Ling Shaocheng then looked at the man opposite him, but he didn't recognize him at first. He narrowed his eyes and searched in his mind before he could barely find such a name.

It's him!

"Isn't this... the class monitor you were in college?"

The double-double pot became even more boiling. Through a layer of heat, Cheng Yici's eyes met Ling Shaocheng.

The hot oil splashed fell on the man's cuffs. Ling Shaocheng didn't like this kind of environment very much. He reached out to put his hand around Ling Nuanqing's shoulder, but she was shook it away toughly.
Chapter completed!