Second Marriage: A wealthy abandoned husband

In the early morning, when Xia Yiling left the gate of Xia's house, Murong Zixuan was leaning against the sports car and waiting.He opened the car door for Xia Yiling, and the two sat together.

"Yi Ling, have you had breakfast?" Murong Zixuan asked with a smile on his face.

"En, I've eaten." Xia Yiling told the truth, although the atmosphere of the three of them was weird for breakfast, the meal was very rich.

"Then isn't this a waste?" Murong Zixuan took the lunch box from the back seat, opened it and found six steaming steamed buns inside, and he took out one while talking, "In the past, in England, schools were very expensive. There is a Chinese steamed bun shop in a remote street far away, I often accompany you to eat, that is your favorite."

Murong Zixuan handed the steamed bun to Xia Yiling's mouth, but Xia Yiling shook her head and refused to eat it.

In fact, her mother makes a living by selling breakfast. Xiaolongbao is the best-selling item and her favorite.She found it by accident on the street, and the smell is somewhat similar to her mother.

"Take a small bite." Murong Zixuan begged like offering a treasure.

Xia Yiling couldn't bear to refuse the kindness, so she took a small bite of his hand, some soup left the corner of her mouth, and Murong Zixuan had already wiped it with his fingers.

"This taste..." Xia Yiling exclaimed in disbelief.

Murong Zixuan sat back proudly, "I found this after running down the 16th street. Although I don't know how to make it, I can still clearly distinguish the same taste when tasting the food."

Xia Yiling was moved. At this moment, the sun was shining on Murong Zixuan. He had a pure face, and he was so handsome in formal attire that Xia Yiling couldn't look directly at him. There were two whirlpools in his smile.

He and Murong Qingcang are two completely different people. Murong Qingcang is like the king of Satan who manipulates life and death, while Murong Zixuan is like the prince who saves the princess.

Thinking of Murong Qingcang, Xia Yiling felt a pain in his heart.

Xia Yiling just opened his mouth to bite the xiaolongbao in Murong Zixuan's hand, but Murong Zixuan stuffed all the remaining xiaolongbao into his mouth in one gulp, and he ate with his tongue.

"You..." Xia Yiling pouted and accused him.

Murong Zixuan turned his head with a smile, he pulled Xia Yiling closer and kissed her on the lips.

Murong Zixuan's kiss was very green, his stiff body licked Xia Yiling's lips carefully, and he bit her with his teeth.Xia Yiling went to push Murong Zixuan, but he let go.

No one would believe they had been dating for four years and this was their first kiss.

Murong Zixuan even blushed, "This is your punishment for worrying me for two and a half days."

Xia Yiling scolded the cheapskate, and the two drove on the road.

"Yi Ling, I seldom heard you talk about your parents in England before. How are they treating you?" Murong Zixuan asked suddenly.

"Okay, of course." Xia Yiling answered.

"Yi Ling, Mrs. Xia is not your biological mother, is she?"

This question made Xia Yiling's hand holding the bag tremble a bit, because Xia Jinghao and the coal mine base changed places and later became a company. Almost no one in this company knew about the past, and Murong Zixuan clearly investigated her and Xia's family.

Although Murong Zixuan is the young master of the Murong family, he has been living abroad like an ordinary person for four years.He will go to work in his free time, he loves literature and sports, he has always been pure like a boy.

But Xia Yiling understood at this moment that the offspring of Murong's family were not born simple, and this Murong Zixuan was the same.

"Yes, she is my stepmother, my biological mother abandoned me when I was very young." Xia Yiling said frankly.

"It's also your father's romantic debt, don't blame your biological mother," Murong Zixuan comforted, and he continued,

"Yi Ling, where did you grow up in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River? I really want to participate in your growth. I have never heard you mention your adoptive parents. They must have treated you very well, which is why you are so good. daughters. I want to meet them very much, and I will definitely honor them like my own parents.”