Chapter 9

Mu Tianxing smiles again: "sister in law!"

Fang Minzhi smiled and replied, "a beautiful and polite girl with good water spirit, a lucky little four!"

"That's not true. If it wasn't for our father to start quickly, such a daughter-in-law would not be able to rob in another two years!" Zeng Qian is laughing and pulling Mu Tianxing to the sofa.

But mu Tianxing bypasses Zeng Qian's hand without trace.

In the other surprised eyes, Mu Tianxing slightly sorry smile: "Qian aunt, you go first, we follow."

The white claw clenched Ling lie's wheelchair, and she pushed Ling lie forward a little without saying a word. At this time, Zeng Qian and Fang Minzhi thought of Ling's four little children who had been ignored by them all the time!

"Ha ha, I'll tell you, little four is lucky." Fang Minzhi had to take Zeng Qian's first step and said with a smile, "let's not talk about little four in the future. He ah, someone hurts."

Mu Tianxing pushes Ling lie steadily to the sofa. She can't see his expression at the moment.

She thought, maybe his expression was still that, very pale, and he could not see sadness and joy, but in this house, anyone could ignore him, but she could not.

She stands here today because of him.

There is no lingjiasishao. Where is the Sishao grandma from?

"Anything to drink?" Mu Tianxing looks at the delicious milk tea that the maid has sent her. She takes out the linglie paper and pen and puts it into his palm. She asks softly.

Zeng Qian and Fang Minzhi are both stunned. The maid who just retracted her hand is also a little embarrassed.

In this house, it's not that they don't intentionally give linglie tea, but since linglie's car accident, he doesn't touch the tea at home. If he needs something everyday, he must let zhuoran or zhuoxi bring it back to him.

The old man didn't know what his madness was, and he quarreled with him twice, scolding him and saying, "can I still poison my own son?"

However, linglie's character is very strange. The old man is furious. He still has a light expression and goes his own way, ignoring it.

Over time, the family will no longer prepare tea for Ling lie.

Fang Minzhi thought, this mu Tianxing is a new daughter-in-law. I'm afraid that I don't know much about the past in the mansion. Just want to play round to say that linglie won't drink, lest the new daughter-in-law first day home feel hot face pasted linglie's cold ass.

However, Fang Minzhi was just about to open his mouth when he saw that the pen in linglie's palm stood up and wrote two words on the white paper: yours.

Put aside the astonishment on Ling's women's faces, the most peaceful thing is to admire the stars.

She looked at the paper and thought to herself: linglie wrote down two words. If he wanted to drink the same milk tea as her, he would surely write "milk tea", but he wrote "yours", which means that he wanted her present cup.

The same is milk tea, but he is so obsessive.

Mu Tianxing thought that no one had thought of serving linglie tea just now, and he was shocked in his heart: could linglie have any shadow in the past, so it became his rule not to use tea in lingzhai?

She picked up her own cup and gave it to him with a little apology. "I don't know. I broke your rules. I won't do it again."

Zeng Qian and Fang Minzhi are surprised again!

Today, linglie wrote two words to Mu Tianxing for the first time. Compared with the words he had cherished for so many years, it's unbelievable.

But now, Mu Tianxing has seen through these two words alone the rule that Ling lie never used tea in Ling's home. This girl is simply smart and disgusting!

"One more for Miss mu." Fang Minzhi only smiled at the maid and pretended that nothing had happened just now.

Zeng Qian took a taste of the black tea, and concealed the edge of her eyes.

I thought that Mu Tianxing was only 18 years old. It was just when she was naive, she was asked to marry her fourth child. Even though Mu's family had some strength, it was not enough for the disabled to match her childishness to set off any storm.

But now, if the old man knew that Miss Mojia was so intelligent, it would be very interesting.

Just then, the elevator door was opened and Ling Yuan stepped out slowly surrounded by his three sons.

He glanced at the strange but beautiful girl sitting in front of the sofa, and his smile deepened: "hahaha, it's the star!"

Mu Tianxing stood up with Zeng Qian and smiled politely: "good uncle! How are your brothers! "

However, in a flash, she has looked at the four men in front of her -

Lingyuan is wearing a jujube red silk short sleeve shirt, with black trousers and black leather shoes under her. Her skin is slightly white, but she is full of energy when she is less than 50 years old. She wants to keep her body well maintained all the time.

However, in his forties, his family called him "the old man". It can be seen that Lingyuan usually treats people with a high degree of severity and authority.

On the left, he should be Ling Feng, a young man in his early thirties. He is wearing a pair of black glasses, a white shirt and brown pants, which match Fang Minzhi's dignified and steady manner.

On the right is Ling Rui, the two young women. They are all from the original wife. Their looks are the most similar. It is said that they are only one year younger than their parents. They are all the descendants of Ling Yuan who were absurdly sown in his teens. Because of this, Ling Yuan and the original couple got married very early. The second dressed casually, gray T-shirt and jeans, he just divorced last year, but still has no children.

Suddenly, he jumps out from the side and looks at her wantonly in front of her. It should be three young Lingye.

He was wearing a bright purple shirt with some satchels. The material of the cloth also had complicated and enchanting dark lines. The buttons on the cuffs and necklines were all with diamonds. Under the light, she didn't open her eyes very much.

He is a pair of peach blossom eyes than two less beautiful, but how to make Mu Tianxing do not like him, just think he is like a flower butterfly.

Comprehensive contrast, Mu Tianxing's eyes swept on Ling lie again.

Linglie is sitting in a cold wheelchair. He is wearing the same cold black shirt, black pants and black leather shoes. His expression is also cold. His dark hair is as delicate as ink, his eyebrows are as black as Dai, and his eyes are as big as obsidian. All over his body, in addition to his naked face and white hands, he is more beautiful than a woman, and everything is black, but also that kind of extremely pure black.

I don't know why, Mu Tianxing feels that his black is full of light warmth, pure and clean than these men in front of him!

It is said that the mother of four young people is Lingyuan's favorite woman in her life. Judging from linglie's appearance, which is far superior to other brothers, Mu Tianxing is not hard to guess how gorgeous her mother was.

It's a pity that such a person married Lingyuan.

It's a pity that such a good son was taken care of by Lingyuan.

"Miss mu, just call me brother Ye." Three little eyes, as if glued to Mu Tianxing, warmly extended their hands to her.

To tell you the truth, he has spent so many years crisscrossing the flower field, but he rarely met such a girl who can still be beautiful without any decoration.