After a while, Ling Yizhou replied with a few points and one sentence: "...how hungry are you?"
From six points, we can see his deep resentment towards the name of his child.
No, we can only check again.
Xia Lin ran to check for a long time, but came back and replied: "The boy's name is Maier, and the girl's name is Weiss!"
Ling Yizhou still gave her six points and one sentence: "...Mrs. Ling, we might as well name the child Linglovsky."
Xia Lin was drinking water. After watching it, she couldn't hold it back and squirted all over the screen with a puff.
Mrs. Huang, who was watching from the side, smiled and came over, "Madam, what's so funny? It's time to have dinner."
"Huh? It's night so soon?" Xia Lin glanced at the clock hanging on the wall suspiciously and found that he had already checked the child's name online today.
"Yes, madam, you have been holding your phone and laughing happily all day today. Can you tell me? Let me smile too." Mrs. Huang said.
"Actually, it's nothing." Xia Lin put down her phone, "I just casually discussed the child's name with Teacher Ling.
Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, and the plate in Huang's hand fell to the ground. She looked at her in surprise with her mouth open, and then slowly moved her eyes to her belly.
"Madam, are you pregnant?" Mrs. Huang couldn't control her voice for a while, it was a bit loud.
Xia Lin was startled. When she saw Mrs. Huang's gaze, she immediately wanted to explain, "No, we just..."
Who would have thought that Mrs. Huang immediately ran to the phone, muttering: "I'm going to call the old lady right away. She will be very happy if she knows about it! Oh, madam, you said you and your husband are real, how can you get it for your child?" Why did you say this when you were naming your name? I have to change the recipe tomorrow, it must be changed!"
"Wait... wait!" Xia Lin hurried over and grabbed the phone from Mrs. Huang's hand. If she wanted to make this call, it would be better!
"What are you waiting for, madam?" Mrs. Huang still looked ecstatic.
"I'm not pregnant..." Xia Lin felt very sorry for saying that she was not pregnant. Mrs. Huang was so happy, and Grandma Ling and Ling Yizhou both wanted a child. She suddenly felt that she didn't want it unilaterally. It seemed that I feel a little sorry for them.
Xia Lin lowered his head silently.
"Oh, that's it." Mrs. Huang calmed down, but looking at Xia Lin's drooping look, she immediately understood another meaning and said quickly: "It's okay, madam, you and your husband are still young and pregnant. Whether this matter is urgent or not depends on fate, what is supposed to come will always come."
"I..." Xia Lin looked at Aunt Huang hehely, and suddenly didn't know what to say. Aunt Huang thought she was also very anxious, but in fact she was the one he didn't want... She suddenly felt apologetic again.
On the other side, Ling Yizhou was also misunderstood by others.
"Old Ling, can you please stop laughing like a bastard? I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat you."
Ling Yizhou slowly took back his phone and looked at him, "Remember to arrive on time tomorrow, otherwise you will be a dead person in your life. Dead people don't have the fists to beat others."
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Ling Yizhou came home late again today.
When she came back, Xia Lin had completely given up on thinking of other names for her child. She just liked tiramisu.
Ling Yizhou opened the door and saw that she was still awake and rolling around on the bed from time to time.
"Practice making love?" Ling Yizhou tugged on his tie, put his hands on the bed on both sides of her body, and looked down at her.
Xia Lin tugged on her tie and sniffed it uncontrollably. Fortunately, she didn't smell anything else.
"Who practices sex? I was thinking, tiramisu sounds good."
Ling Yizhou twitched his lips, "Mi Su is okay, what the hell is Tira?"
Xia Lin thought about it and realized that it was indeed difficult to hear Tira without Misu. She nodded, "Then just Misu."
Ling Yizhou rubbed her forehead and sighed, "Anything is fine, the key is that you are willing to give birth to me."
When it came to the key issue, Xia Lin rolled out from between his arms and lay aside, "Actually, I'm still worried about tomorrow's court proceedings."
There are still many problems between them. Otherwise, if she is sent to prison, who will give birth to his child
Ling Yizhou patted her face easily and coolly, "There will be no problem tomorrow. Even if the King of Hell comes, I will bring you back safely."
After speaking, Ling Yizhou took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.
Xia Lin grabbed him and said, "Boss Ling, are you saying too much? Those who don't know think you are the King of Hell. How powerful is his father? They have a lot of evidence about me... Ah, what are you doing, let me go?" Come down."
Ling Yizhou originally wanted to go to the bathroom alone, but now he changed his mind and carried her with him, "Let you see how powerful I am."
"I've taken a shower, I've taken a shower!" Xia Lin shouted, shouting, and her voice was drowned inside as the bathroom door slammed shut.
The next day.
Very early on, Ling Yizhou dug up Xia Lin and reminded her that she was going to court.
After screaming for a long time, she managed to get up with a groan.
Xia Lin climbed up with her sore body and glared at him. If it weren't for him, would she be so tired
Ling Yizhou accepted his glare as a matter of course and willingly "served" her to dress and wash herself.
Because of his relaxed and indifferent attitude, Xia Lin originally had a sense of crisis, but was affected to the point where he no longer felt nervous at all. On the way to the court in the car, she just cuddled up in his arms to catch up on her sleep.
Wen Li parked his car at the entrance of the court. At this time, a lot of media had gathered outside. Wen Li made an estimate and said to Ling Yizhou: "Sir, all the questions that should be answered have basically been answered."
"Yes." Ling Yizhou lowered his head and kissed Xia Lin awake.
Xia Lin pushed his face away in a daze, "What are you doing?"
"We are at the entrance of the court now." Ling Yizhou looked at her lazy look in amusement.
Xia Lin was frightened and woke up in an instant, especially when she opened her eyes and saw the noisy press group rushing in outside, holding Ling Yizhou's arm tightly, and then she really started to get a little nervous, "Are there so many people?"
Ling Yizhou gave her a calm look, and then Wen Li came over and opened the car door for them.
Ling Yizhou got out of the car first, and then helped Xia Lin get out of the car. This action alone made the media excited.
It's a pity that dozens of bodyguards are blocking them from taking pictures, otherwise they would be indispensable for this issue's entertainment and financial headlines!
"Mr. Ling, when did you and Miss Xia start? Do you have any plans to get married?" A reporter from a distance called over.
Hearing this, Ling Yizhou paused and looked back at the reporter.
At this time, for the first time, he wanted to be interviewed. He wanted to say that he was not planning to get married, but that he was already married.
But after looking at the confused Xia Lin, he still held back and said, "Go in."
"Yes." Xia Lin nodded, but when he looked up, he saw Ling Anran waiting at the top of the steps.
She still had the same posture, with her chin raised, standing on the steps looking down at Xia Lin, with a face that said she would not give up until she was sent to prison.