Chapter 282

"Moxue, I'll go with you." Gu Xinyan put down her chopsticks.

"No, don't be tired if you are not in good health, go to rest early." Ling Moxue shook her hand.

Ling Qiyang stood up, "Mum, I'll accompany you."

Ling Qiyue on the side bit her chopsticks and stared at Ling Moxue, her eyes rolled darkly.

"Okay, then Mommy goes upstairs to get the bag." Ling Moxue greeted Chen Yilan and left the restaurant.

Ling Qiyang finished the last bite of rice, put down the bowl and walked out... tqR1

Bah! Ling Qiyue quickly put down her chopsticks and said to Chen Yilan, "Grandma, I'll go see them off."

Ling Moxue walked out of the villa with her bag in her hand, and saw that the rear door of her car parked in the yard had been opened, and Ling Qiyang's foot was exposed.

She yelled, and Ling Qiyang poked his head out, "Mommy, get in the car."

Ling Moxue, who was concentrating on driving, didn't notice a small head hiding in the back seat, and Ling Qiyang didn't make a sound. When the car drove to Qinglian Lane, she looked up at the rearview mirror, and then opened her eyes wide in surprise, " Sauerkraut!"

"Mommy, Daddy is not at home now, how can I not accompany you? It is safer for two people to protect you than one person to protect you." Little Pickle said rationally.

Ling Moxue smiled helplessly, and explained first, "Don't talk too much when you enter the room later, you can help Mommy persuade Auntie to go home, do you understand?"

"I see, sauerkraut is the best." She nodded.

Seeing that Ling Moxue brought a pair of babies, Sima Qinghui couldn't help but "thump" in her heart.

Of these two little guys, one has a stern and domineering temperament, wearing an orange leather jacket, with a straight face, indescribably cool and handsome.

One was wearing a red cashmere cloak, with a maid bun, smiling, looking innocent and cute.

But in Sima Qinghui's eyes, the way this little guy looked at her always contained a frightening cunning light.

"Moxue, thank you for your hard work." She put away her anxiety and nodded to Ling Moxue.

Ling Moxue smiled, and before she could speak, the little milk bag next to her said: "Miss Sima, you know my mommy is working hard, so don't look for her in the future, she didn't even finish her meal tonight."

Sima Qinghui frowned, and the corners of her lips twitched involuntarily.

"..." Ling Moxue looked down at her daughter.

Suddenly, Ling Qiyue raised her small hand and stroked her lips...

The invisible chain on her mouth was closed, she let go of her mother's hand, and went upstairs "thump-thump-thump", when she heard a voice in her mother's bedroom, she stepped forward and knocked.

Bai Lu was slightly startled when she heard the voice, who is here?

"Auntie, it's me." A low, childish voice came from outside.

Hearing the sound, Bai Lu immediately ran to open the door, hugged Ling Qiyue, and asked happily, "Why are you here?"

"Don't you know?" After Ling Qiyue asked, she turned to look at Su Xiaoya, "Who is she?"

"She is my aunt's good friend and an alumni from the same university."

Ling Qiyue listened and nodded, "Oh, then I'll tell you, we came here because Miss Sima called."

"She called your mommy over to drive me away?" Bai Lu immediately realized.

"um, yes."

When Su Xiaoya heard this, she immediately picked up her bag, "Bai Lu, I think we should go back to school, the school gate is still open at this time."

"No! I must sleep here tonight!" Bai Lu resolutely said.

Ling Qiyue smiled, "Auntie, I support you!"

As soon as the words were finished, Ling Moxue came in. She took her daughter from her sister's arms and smiled slightly, "Xiao Lu, my sister has something to tell you."

Bai Lu nodded, and asked Su Xiaoya to take Ling Qiyue out first.

As soon as Ling Qiyue went out, she ran downstairs, and saw her brother sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, facing Sima Qinghui, the two of them faced each other, but they didn't say a word, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Guokuo, what are you looking at?" Ling Qiyue climbed onto the sofa and leaned on Ling Qiyang's shoulder.

"Looking up an idiom."

"What idiom?"

"The dove occupies the magpie's nest." Ling Qiyang raised his eyes and glanced at Sima Qinghui.

Sima Qinghui was tinkering with the TV remote control. When she heard Ling Qiyang's words, her face turned pale for a while, she turned slightly, and her eyes glanced at the faces of the siblings.

She, Sima Qinghui, had seen how "powerful" they were, and she said that children's words were innocent, but this young lady was obviously targeting her.

Ling Jingchen once mentioned to her how smart Bago was, but the real experience was only this time when he returned to China.

Come to think of it, his father Gu Mingxuan is a formidable character, dragons beget dragons, what kind of father can give birth to what kind of son.

"Guokuo, I don't understand, can you explain?" Ling Qiyue asked again with the spirit of not being ashamed to ask.

"It literally means that the turtledoves don't make their own nests, but they forcibly occupy the magpies' nests." Su Xiaoya, who was standing behind the couch, answered first.

Ling Qiyang nodded, Ling Qiyue blinked her big eyes, and said suddenly, "I get it, I get it, does that mean someone shamelessly took over someone else's house?"

Bah! The remote controller in Sima Qinghui's hand fell to the ground in a coordinated manner, and two batteries jumped out.

"Ah! This is something from my house." Ling Qiyue slid down the sofa in a hurry, picked it up distressedly, and found that the remote control was cracked, she pursed her lips, raised her head, and looked at Sima Qinghui, "Auntie, you On purpose?"

Sima Qinghui's face was ugly, her eyes flickered, she tried her best to restrain her dissatisfaction, and said calmly, "I accidentally slipped my hand."

"After that, remember to hold on tight. If it breaks completely, it won't be able to be repaired. Then my mommy will have to pay for it again." Ling Qiyue sat on the ground and carefully installed the battery, muttering to herself.

"I read this sentence in the book, when people feel guilty and flustered, don't say that they can't hold small things, even if they are hugged by an adult, their hands and legs will go weak." Ling Qiyang looked at the phone with downcast eyes. Open your mouth slowly.

Ling Qiyue looked up at Sima Qinghui with a confused face, "Auntie, were you feeling guilty and flustered just now?"

"Hehe..." Su Xiaoya snickered.

Sima Qinghui's face was almost blackened, she gave Ling Qiyang a vague look, a thick dark color flashed across her eyes, and said lightly: "I am not such a person."

"Then what kind of person is Auntie?" Ling Qiyue stared at her face with twinkling eyes, and suddenly said, "Auntie, you are not beautiful now, there seems to be a dark cloud floating on your face."

"Sauerkraut!" Sima Qinghui's voice became cold.

Little Pickle trembled all over, as if frightened.

Ling Qiyang raised his eyes, and a cold light appeared. He dropped the phone, bent over to pull up his sister, and looked at Sima Qinghui with dissatisfaction. "Is there a need to call her so loudly? I don't know that my sister is easily frightened?"

Sima Qinghui's cheeks twitched non-stop. She stood up and raised her hands, looking very sad.

"I know...I know that because I had a quarrel with your little aunt last time, you two have an opinion on me, but you don't think about it, I am your aunt, don't you love your uncle? "

Hearing her say that she is "aunt" again, Xiao Suancai's heart trembled slightly, she held her brother's hand, "Guopuo, does uncle really want to marry her?"