Chapter 217

Ling Moxue raised her eyes and stared at her. After a while, she took a deep breath, calmed down, and said indifferently: "Ling Mengyao, listen clearly, my relationship with Mu Shaofeng is very pure and sincere, and he will be my elder brother from now on. .”

"Oh? According to what you say, then I'm not your sister-in-law? Hahaha..." Ling Mengyao laughed and pointed at her, "Then you have to listen to me in the future and respect me."

The corners of Ling Moxue's lips twitched, what an idiot talking in sleep!

Not wanting to talk to her, Ling Moxue turned her eyes to Xiaocan, "Xiaocan, what does she like to eat?"

"She didn't eat anything today. She used to like hot and sour noodles and fish with pickled vegetables." Xiaocan replied.

Like sour?

Ling Moxue stood up, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, looked at the vegetables stored in it, thought for a while, she took a tomato, and a bag of shrimp out...

"Miss Moxue, what do you want to do?" Xiaocan asked.

"Make a bowl of noodles."

It's not a big deal for a pregnant woman not to eat all day long. For Mu Shaofeng's sake, she will hold back and cook a bowl of fresh shrimp noodles for Ling Mengyao.

Ling Mengyao pursed her lips and looked disdainful, but she didn't stop her. She sat on the sofa and picked up the big doll next to her, beating her every now and then.

Half an hour later, Ling Moxue put the hot noodles on the table, pulled Ling Mengyao up, with a stern expression, "Go and eat!"

"What to eat?" She widened her eyes.

"Don't you have a child? Don't you want to give birth to him? If you're thinking about the child, go and eat that bowl of noodles right now!" Ling Moxue sternly said.

Ling Mengyao shook off her hand and sneered, "Why should I listen to you? Who are you to me?"

"I don't want to be yours! I'd better never know you!"

"Okay, then you go, if you don't think that I am Ling Zhongxiao's daughter, and that the child in my stomach belongs to Mu Shaofeng, you can ignore me, I can starve to death, and Shaofeng will come back , if he doesn’t come back, my brother will come to collect the body.”

Seeing her air, seeing death as a game, and wanting to hold her Ling Moxue's arrogance, Ling Moxue couldn't help clenching her fingers, she really wanted to punch her.

Obviously, Ling Mengyao has guessed Ling Moxue's psychology...

The adoptive parents who love death, for the sake of the adoptive parents, can't be cruel to Ling Mengyao, and for the sake of Mu Shaofeng, she will not let her go.

"Ling Mengyao, don't threaten me with this, you can die if you want to! Anyway, Mu Shaofeng doesn't even admit that the child in your belly is his!"

Ling Moxue waved her hand, as if she didn't like her at all. After she finished speaking, she untied her apron and was about to take her bag and leave.

Ling Mengyao's face was panicked, and her expression was flustered.

What broke her even more was Ling Moxue's last sentence——

"Anyway, Mu Shaofeng doesn't even admit that the child in your belly is his!"

Oh my God! If the child wasn't his, it was all over.

Ling Mengyao seemed to see the sad scene of being kicked out of the villa by Mu Shaofeng, and at the same time saw that the child she gave birth was not like a human being, nor a ghost like a ghost...

"Ah! You go...Ah! I don't want to live!"

Suddenly, she lost control of her emotions, grabbed her hair, pulled her clothes, and then hit her stomach with her hand, shouting, "Let him die too, let him die too!"

The little silkworm was terrified, stepped back a few steps and shrank, her face was so pale that there was no blood left.

Ling Moxue was startled, then dropped her bag, rushed over to hug Ling Mengyao, and yelled: "Calm down! Calm down!"

Ling Mengyao was still waving her hands, hitting Ling Moxue's body several times, Ling Moxue gritted her teeth, raised her arm and slapped her hard...

Snapped! The crisp sound and the stinging pain on her face immediately made Ling Mengyao quiet.

She froze in place, staring at Ling Moxue with her red eyes open, as if she hadn't recovered from the crazy state just now.

Ling Moxue flirted with Xiaocan and asked her to help Ling Mengyao sit down.

Then she went to open the bag, took out her mobile phone from inside and called Ling Jingchen, "Brother, come over here, at Longhai Villa."

...

When Ling Jingchen arrived, Ling Mengyao had already eaten half a bowl of noodles and fell asleep.

He walked to the bed and took a look at her, then went downstairs and sat next to Ling Moxue, sighed softly, "Xue'er, do you think she has mental problems after being stimulated?"

Ling Moxue stared, as if she couldn't quite figure it out.

"What thrills does she have?"

"Did you forget? When Dad died, someone saw her fainting outside the emergency room, and she only yelled one word."

"You mean to say that Papa's death was a great shock to her?"

"That's right, she told me in person that she regretted not listening to her father, and deeply blamed herself, saying that her father was also mad at her."

Ling Moxue lowered her head, and smiled wryly, "It's rare for her to find out with conscience."

"Xue'er, I would like to thank you for coming to see her on her behalf. She and her stepmother have done so many things to make you sorry, but you still don't mind the past..."

"Brother, I'm not magnanimous." Ling Moxue looked up at him frankly and said, "I will never forget the harm their mother and daughter have done to me in this life, but I know that remembering hatred alone will only add to my hatred." Annoyance, I want to free up my mind space, so I just forgive her."

Ling Jingchen held her hand and smiled, "Sister, it's great that you can do this."

Ling Moxue smiled bitterly, and asked him: "Brother, I'm going to England tomorrow, and Mu Shaofeng obviously won't pay attention to Mengyao, what are your plans for her?"

Ling Jingchen's expression became serious, and he said seriously: "Dad is gone, Zhao Qin will naturally take care of Mengyao, if she doesn't care, I will go to her to settle the score, you can leave tomorrow without worry." tqR1

Ling Moxue was silent for a while after listening, and suddenly remembered something, she raised her lips and smiled again, "Brother, have I already established a relationship with Sima Qinghui? Two days ago, my friend in Paris called and told me that she once I saw you eating and shopping with a girl."

Ling Moxue has always known that her brother liked a school girl in high school, and later it was fate. This school flower went to study in Paris, and the two of them got in touch.

In the beginning, the relationship between the two of them was not on fire, but after she returned to China, this school belle lived in Ling Jingchen's rented apartment...

Ling Jingchen smiled faintly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "We broke up."

"separate?"

"Well, just the day before I went back to China, she said that she couldn't go back to China to start a business with me, and she couldn't bear the hardship and tiredness."

When Ling Jingchen spoke, his tone was obviously full of disappointment, Ling Moxue held his hand instead, and gently comforted: "Brother, you are a good man, there will be many girls who like you by then."

"Hehe... I don't want many, just one."

"Yes, one is fine." Ling Moxue smiled.

...

When we returned to Dihua Manor, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Ling Moxue went to bed and fell asleep, and when she woke up an hour later, she was about to get up when she suddenly heard a sound from the direction of the bathroom.

She was slightly startled, and tried to call out: "Mingxuan."