C131 Moran

Qin Yue was right, that night, they did drink a lot, and there were many obstacles in the way of the family. Qin Yue did not say in advance that she wanted to leave, she only wanted to drink, and that day was his birthday.

The two of them drank one cup after another until they were drunk and slept in each other's arms.

Qin Yue didn't say a word about her departure, but Mu Xichen actually thought that it was just to celebrate his birthday. That was why Qin Yue made an exception and drank so much wine with him.

No matter what methods he used, Qin Yue seemed to have vanished from the world. As for becoming famous a year later, it was as if he had experienced a cycle of reincarnation, as if he had traveled to the ends of the earth, as if he had never come back to his original world.

However, Mu Xichen had no impression of what had actually happened that night.

"If you don't believe me, you can go and do the paternity test. Youxi, come here —"

Youxi walked over with pouted lips. While Qin Yue was pulling at his hair, he was still a little evasive and grudgingly muttered: "Why is my hair always pulled today … Do all of you adults have this quirk? "

Qin Yue did not speak, she held onto a strand of's hair and placed it on the back of Mu Xichen's hand. Then, she pulled Youxi and left.

The back of his hand was itching because of the existence of a tiny hair.

It was clearly very light, but Mu Xichen felt that it was heavy.

Mu Xichen was indifferent to Qin Yue's departure, her brows locked tight together the entire time.

If this child was his, Qin Yue would have told him sooner or later. But why did she say that he was going to get married today? Now that she had brought the child over, should he acknowledge him as his ancestor, or should she use the child as a bargaining chip …

The relationship between him and Qin Yue could have easily been cut into two, but if this child was really his bone and blood, what would Lin Qing think … Mu Xichen shook his head in distress.

A gentle breeze blew past as the fine hair on the back of his hand drifted up to his wrist. Mu Xichen saw the fine hair drift over, it was an extremely fine, soft strand of hair.

He thought to himself, I can either let him float down to the ground, as this has never happened before.

However, as it wavered, he reached out and grabbed it. He squeezed it gently and placed it in an exquisite piece of paper.

… ….

Before getting off work, Lin Qing finished the script in her hands and habitually glanced at her mailbox. She realized that there was nothing, and just as she was about to turn off the computer, she heard a "ding dong" sound, and a mail.

Her eyes lit up as she immediately opened the mail.

The original IP address of the mail was in Las Vegas, USA, from Moran.

This email was very short, only three rows in total. It was only a simple greeting, but Lin Qing couldn't help but smile.

Without a second thought, she replied, "The email was sent at exactly one o'clock. Maureen, did you send it in advance?" After waiting for a while, he actually replied: "Yeah, I've been rather busy lately."

Lin Qing squinted again: "You are not busy one day."

The other person replied, "I'm not busy when I miss you."

However, after thinking about it, he felt that it was no longer appropriate to joke between adults, so he deleted those few words and typed in a line of reply, "Brother Mo Lun, I saw a man's nudity again after you."

The other side remained silent for a long time. When Lin Qing thought that the other side had logged off, the other side finally replied, "Boyfriend?"

"No." She typed, "Because of a special reason. I'm afraid I'll have to see it all in the future. "

The other side quickly replied: "You should be more direct."

Lin Qing's face suddenly turned hot, and she slowly replied: "I'm getting married, the wedding will be in half a month."

There was no reply.

Lin Qing couldn't help but ask, "Brother Mo Lun, are you married? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Maureen finally replied, "Why should we get married? It's good enough for women."

"..." Lin Qing was speechless.

It was hard for her to imagine that those words actually came from that shy little boy. After Brother Mo Lun went to America, was the person and thing that Brother Mo Lun came into contact with really as open as in the legends?

His father had died early, his mother had been paralyzed in her bed, and it seemed as if she could not take care of herself in the hospital for a long period of time. He was not an orphan, so as long as Father Lin was not busy, he would bring him home and treat him like his own son.

Closing the computer, Lin Qing couldn't help but think of the scene when she was eight years old, Mo Lun was twelve, and that summer.

It was raining that day, and she was playing outside again. She had made herself covered in mud, and the edges of her dress were no longer the same color as before. It was all covered with mud.

When he returned, Papa Lin was busy outside, and Maureen was sitting at her desk doing her homework.

Lin Qing was especially mischievous back then. Seeing how Mo Lun was earnestly doing his homework, and then thinking back to how her father had criticized her for being naughty, he had always said that Mo Lun was obedient and knew that she was naughty. She had disobeyed him and went crazy.

There was no time for Maureen to dodge. Not only were his clothes dirty, even his pale face was covered in mud. Father Lin came back. Seeing this, he did not bother to reprimand them and told them to quickly go take a bath.

Lin Qing took a bath first, then changed into a clean and beautiful skirt. It was Maureen's turn to shower, but she got skinned, so she took the chance while others were bathing to run in openly.

Maureen's body was slender and clean. She was frightened by the sudden attack and quickly covered her vital areas.

That was the first time Lin Qing saw the usually calm Brother Mo Lun blushing. He was so angry that he threw soap at her and chased her out.

When Lin Qing left the room, she felt that she had bullied Mo Lun and was extremely pleased with herself. In the end, when Mo Lun ignored her for a few days, she realized the severity of the problem.

As she thought about what happened back then, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.

I wonder if Brother Mo Lun has been living a good life in the United States for so many years?

Thinking about this, Lin Qing felt a little disappointed. Although Mo Lun was bitter and lonely, he was still clear about his background. She had never thought that her own life would also be a mystery.

Furthermore, it was a mystery that was hard to unravel. Since her parents didn't want to talk about it, she didn't want to ask. If she did, the harm done to her parents would be irreparable.

Lin Qing walked out of the office, locked the door, and then went back down the stairs. Before she could even step down, he was blocked on her way by an oversized Hui Tai Lang doll that was holding a bouquet of flowers.

She turned left and the Hui Tai Lang also turned left. She turned right and the Hui Tai Lang also turned right.

Since that was the case, then there was no point for him to avoid it anymore. Lin Qing's lips curled into a wicked smile, and with her fingers hooked up towards the Hui Tai Lang: "Stop my way, aren't you afraid that I'll rob you?"

The Hui Tai Lang seemed to not have expected her to do this, and its huge head froze for a moment.

In the next second, his entire body fell to one knee.

Lin Qing was completely shocked.

She suddenly took two steps back, and stared fixedly at the tall Hui Tai Lang.

The Hui Tai Lang did not say anything and just knelt there, holding the bouquet of roses.

Lin Qing's brain worked quickly, and very quickly, a smile rose from the bottom of her eyes. She was feeling very sweet in her heart — — if they were going to get married soon, would Mu Xichen still be so romantic and funny?

She cleared her throat, planning to put on airs, then proudly crossed her arms, looking down at the Hui Tai Lang kneeling on the ground.

Finally, the Hui Tai Lang started to speak.

"Miss Lin, are you willing to interact with me?"

The man's voice that was deliberately suppressed entered into his ears. After his heart trembled a few times, Lin Qing's expression became ugly.

Even though the voice was deliberately lowered, she was able to clearly discern that the Hui Tai Lang was definitely not Mu Xichen!

She already did not want to know who made such a terrible joke, to dare to ask for her hand in marriage with Mu Xichen in public not long after the news was released.

Lin Qing turned and walked away, her face as cold as ice.

However, it was already too late.

Before the Hui Tai Lang knelt down, the reporters seemed to have been hiding underground. When she wanted to leave, they came out from the ground like suicidal ghosts, flanking her from all directions.

As if they were well-trained, no one made a sound. They flanked him soundlessly, but they firmly blocked his path.

They were waiting for the microphones to come in, the spotlights held high.

Hui Tai Lang was much calmer, standing up slowly, not caring about the expression on her face. She reached out her hand from under the furry clothing and opened up the zipper, revealing a face that even a beautiful woman would be jealous of, and then pulled down, revealing a white suit.

He took off his Hui Tai Lang attire, walked forward until he was in front of Lin Qing, seemingly provoking him on purpose, as though he was challenging Lin Qing's endurance limit. Under the spotlight, he kneeled down once again.

And the expression on his face, caused Lin Qing's eyeballs to fall out of their sockets and become incomparably serious.

And when they heard what he had to say, word for word, his voice was loud and clear — —

"My dear Miss Lin Qing, ever since I first saw you, I have been moved by you. Although I know that you will soon be married, and making love to you at this time is too abrupt, but I am willing to take the risk of being despised by the world to sincerely ask for love here, and I also hope that you can give me a chance. And all of this is because of my sincerity towards you … "

It would be hilarious if he just spent a few minutes laughing.

Lin Qing's face was twitching.

If one did not know, and only looked at their expressions and confessions, they would really think that Ling Jun was sincere.

However, she wasn't a three year old child. Every time she saw a handsome guy, she would drool all over, and her heart would pound like a deer when she encountered someone confessing to her.

Lin Qing looked at the kneeling Ling Jun and sneered.

By this time, the spotlight was already flashing and shooting at them nonstop.

As for the reporters, they had not asked anything yet because they were waiting for her to speak.

Ling Jun, who was kneeling on the ground, observed every single one of her actions, and even his slight frown, was reflected in his eyes. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and his gaze was deep. He had to admit, no matter from what angle he looked at it, he was quite handsome.

Although between his brows, there was always a trace of evil energy that could not be concealed. This kind of evil energy was often the kind that would easily make women fall into a state of disarray. This was one of his advantages.

In the morning, Ling Jun had just acted out the scene of a hero saving a beauty, so Lin Qing could still assume that he was just passing by out of good intentions, and had conveniently helped her. But now, he was kneeling down on one knee, begging for love, and she couldn't continue acting dumb.