Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 486 The Definition of Happiness

Chapter 486 The Definition of Happiness (1)
Ding Ding looked at the open classroom door, she smiled self-deprecatingly, it seemed that she could not keep her job.

When Ling Mo turned back to the general manager's office again, his little wife had stopped crying, but her eyes had really turned into almond eyes, and the swollen eyes really looked like almonds.

He took his sleeping son from her arms, picked up his daughter who was playing on the sofa, and said to his wife, "Honey, let's go."

Naturally, the business of the early education center failed to come true. No matter how good the conditions were, no matter how brilliant Manager Yuan was, he still failed to impress Ling Mo.

Ye Chen didn't ask the reason, but just followed him downstairs and got ready to get in the car.

Sister Chen, who came with them, had been sitting in the car waiting, thinking that they were going to take the little ones to a trial class or something before coming down, she was sleeping on the back of the seat, and opened her eyes immediately when she heard the sound.

Seeing Ling Mo holding two children in his arms, one of them fell asleep lying on his chest, he jumped out of the car with a "Yeah" to pick up Xiao Jiejie who was still asleep.

But Xiao Jiejie looked at Ye Chen swayingly, her big eyes blinked and blinked, Ye Chen's heart softened again, and she stretched out her hand to hug her daughter into her arms.

Probably because he knew that his mother hadn't hugged him for a long time, as soon as the little guy was in Ye Chen's arms, he quietly sucked his fingers, and his chubby body curled up in his mother's arms.

Looking at Ye Chen's eyes, Sister Chen knew that she had cried. However, as a qualified domestic service worker, she would never take the initiative to inquire unless the host asked.

Ling Mo gently put his sleeping son in Sister Chen's hands, and after telling her to be more careful, he sat in the driver's seat. Same as when he came here, Ye Chen and Sister Chen sat in the back row, hugging each other. Mo is driving.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a bit stagnant, except for Xiao Jiejie's occasional unconscious babbling noises, the only sound in the huge carriage was the hum of the engine.

The hosts didn't speak, so Sister Chen naturally couldn't speak. She embraced Xiao Zeze, who was sleeping soundly, and teased Xiao Jiejie, who was in good spirits, from time to time.

When the car drove up the busiest main road in the city, Ye Chen finally spoke, but he was not talking to Sister Chen, who was teasing Xiao Jiejie, but directly watching her concentrate on driving, actually looking at the mirror from time to time said her husband.

Maybe it was something that had been suppressed in her heart for too long, she said, her voice became hoarse, "Ling Mo, where is he buried, take me to see him."

Ling Mo glanced at the mirror again, but didn't speak immediately. After a long time, his thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered a word, "Okay."

The place to go to is naturally not suitable for two children. In city B, there is even a superstition that children can't even go out at night before they grow teeth.

After sending Sister Chen and the two children back to the villa, and giving some more instructions, Ling Mo drove the car towards the outside of the villa.

Aunt He, who was busy cooking, saw the two babies came back, she didn't cook, she took off her apron, and went to see the children. As soon as she saw Sister Chen, she immediately asked, "Where are Mr. Ling and Mrs. Ling?" ?”

"They have something to go out." Sister Chen yawned. So many things happened in the master's house in the past two days, and even a servant with her didn't sleep well. There were big dark circles under her eyes.

After all, Aunt He is a bit older, and when she sees something wrong, she always likes to nag a few words. After she nags a few more words to Sister Chen, she goes to prepare complementary food for the two babies.

Zhou Weike had no father or mother, and he had not yet married a wife and had children, so after his death, when the police station investigated the cause of his death, Ling Mo cremated him as a friend, and then chose a good place for him .

On the day of the burial, the sky was gray and it was raining lightly, not many people came to see him off, except for Ling Mo and only Song Yi.

When everything was over, just when he and Song Yi were about to leave, another figure threw himself on the new grave, howling, crying very sadly.

This person, both Ling Mo and Song Yi knew, was Liu Fei'er, the daughter of Zhou Weike's doctoral supervisor when he was a PhD student.

Wearing black clothes and white flowers on her head, she was crying very sadly. Song Yi couldn't stand it any longer. He walked over, squatted beside her, and comforted her: "Miss Liu, don't cry, my condolences will change."

Song Yi really didn't expect that his kindness would be regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs by others, not only that, if it wasn't for his quick flashes, there would probably be two more bloodstains on that handsome face.

Although Liu Fei'er was crying very sadly, with a look of pity for me, it doesn't mean that Song Yi will let her break his appearance. With a wave of his hand, while grabbing her, he also threw her towards him with all his strength. Toss aside.

Falling to the ground seemed to be the lightest punishment for her, Song Yi gritted his teeth, "I kindly comfort you, you really don't know good from bad."

Song Yi raised his head again, his Boss Ling was gone, he fell to the ground without looking behind him, and chased after the man who dug her ancestral grave, howling.

Since then, Ling Mo and Song Yi never saw Liu Fei'er again, because she was just an insignificant person in their eyes, so they didn't take it seriously at all.

If Ye Chen hadn't mentioned it, it would be difficult for Ling Mo to think of the existence of Liu Fei'er in this world.

Seeing that Ling Mo didn't speak, Ye Chen thought he didn't hear, so he repeated the question just now, "Where's Liu Fei'er?"

In her opinion, although that woman has always been unfriendly to her, she is a woman with no evil intentions. At least she will not make such a big conspiracy like Ziwei.

Ling Mo pondered slightly, "Wife, she is not someone I am, how do I know where she is, besides, how can a wife come to ask my husband about another woman?"

Half of his words were meant as a joke. Ye Chen didn't hear it, but he really couldn't laugh. He turned his face and looked out the window, "Sometimes..." Hongchen Prosperity flew past her eyes, and she slowly Close your eyes slowly, "I really hate myself."

The car that was driving well suddenly braked suddenly, causing the car that was too close behind it to react, and almost ran into it without reacting in time.

The driver rolled down the window and was about to yell at him. When he saw the license plate in front of him and the figure coming out of him, he immediately closed his mouth and retracted his head into the car. In the end, it was even worse. Started the car as fast as possible.

(End of this chapter)

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