Huang Ling got up and went into the kitchen.
It wasn't that she wanted to listen to Mo Jingkai's words, Mo Jingkai was tempting her, but she had already guessed what he was going to tell her.
She cooked noodles for him because he was Mau Posen's father.
There's beef in the fridge, and lettuce.
Huang Ling washed two handfuls of lettuce, and then cut a bowl of beef.
Standing in front of the chopping board, holding a knife, cutting the meat.
Her thoughts drifted away, and her face was sad and sad.
Mau Posen... Mau Posen and Aina...
She thought she had found a man she could rely on for the rest of her life.
She thought that in this life, she and Maubertin would be happy and happy together.
She thought that in this life, he would live up to her and give her full love and tolerance.
she thought...
It turned out that all this was a dream.
When she woke up from the dream, she was beaten back to where she was, nothing, nothing.
If there is anything to say, it is a whole body of wounds, full of scars—
——
The noodles are cooked.
Huang Ling doesn't know how to cook, but this bowl of noodles is still well cooked.
Mo Jingkai, who was in the living room, smelled it and wanted to eat it.
He figured it out, his own son, he understood.
His grandfather and his mother have all met Huang Ling, and they love Huang Ling very much.
Grandpa even praised Aina and granddaughter less, but he praised Huang Ling a lot in front of him.
Although this woman is ordinary and her personality is not pleasing to him, but his son likes her, she must have her advantages.
Moreover, the family gave their innocence to their son, and he might be pregnant.
Well, forget it, if your son wants to marry her, let him marry her.
Otherwise, not only would his son ignore him, but his beloved wife would also ignore him.
He has thought about it, the big deal is to let his son live in country K, and their child will be taken back to country L, and his two elders will come to raise them.
After having grandchildren, does he still care about whether his daughter-in-law is good or not
Although he thinks Aina is better than Huang Ling, but his son doesn't like Aina, what can he do
You can't force your son to marry Aina, can you? Twisted melons are not sweet...
Huang Ling came out of the kitchen, she walked behind Mo Jingkai, and said lightly: "The noodles are cooked, and they are very hot on the table. If you can't eat them hot, let them cool down for a while before eating."
After speaking, Huang Ling walked towards the door.
Mo Jingkai stopped her: "Where are you going?"
Huang Ling stopped without looking back: "Go back to school."
"I said, after I'm full, I have something to tell you."
Huang Ling smiled bitterly: "I know what you want to say to me. Uncle, I have something to do tonight, so I'm leaving first."
"You know what I want to say?" Mo Jingkai was surprised: "Did Posen tell you?"
Huang Ling thought for a while and nodded.
That's right, the photo was sent over, but it's not.
"I'm back to school." Huang Ling left.
Back in the bedroom, she lay on the bed without saying a word.
The classmates in the dormitory came back, and it was very lively, but she lay there quietly with her eyes closed.
The phone on the bedside, WeChat rang and rang, rang and rang, but she didn't even look at it.
Xu Lingling, who was standing by the bed, saw that her eyes were closed and her face was pale, so she pushed her gently.
Huang Ling was pushed, opened her eyes, and looked at Xu Lingling suspiciously.
Seeing that her eyes were bloodshot and red, Xu Lingling asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Huang Ling tried her best to smile at her, but she didn't know that, in Xu Lingling's view, this smile was uglier than crying.
"No, I'm in good health." Huang Ling said softly.