After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 212 Pretend to be sick and fight for favor
No. [-] Taoli Street.

Song Xingwan was wrapped in a thick blanket, standing in front of the huge French window, staring at the fireworks in the sky.

"Like fireworks?"

Huo Yunting, who had been busy in the kitchen for most of the day, served the last dish. Seeing Song Xingwan staring at the fireworks all over the city without saying a word, he thought to himself, if she likes fireworks, he will order for her some other day Sparks all over the city.

Song Xingwan didn't reply, but turned around slowly, and asked indifferently:

"When are you going to leave?"

"I have completely drawn the line with the Huo family, and I can be considered homeless right now. If it is convenient for you, can you take me in for a few days?" Huo Yunting asked cautiously, holding his gold-rimmed glasses on his nose bone.

Song Xingwan knew that Huo Yunting was for her, so he made up his mind to draw a clear line with the Huo family.

If it was before, she would definitely be moved beyond measure.

But after going through many hardships, Song Xingwan's heart gradually hardened.

Now she not only has to shoulder the burden of life, but also has to find ways to keep the child in her belly.

Too many worries made her completely ignore the love hidden deep in her heart.

For her, just being alive is exhausting.

Under such circumstances, she has no right to pursue the so-called love at all, nor is she qualified to ask for forgiveness.

Tightening the thick blanket on his body, Song Xingwan lowered his eyes and replied lightly:
"inconvenient."

"Just a few days, okay?"

Song Xingwan shook his head, with a firm attitude, and said word by word:
"You come in and out of my place, which has seriously affected my reputation. If you do this, how will I get married in the future?"

Huo Yunting asked eagerly, "Will you marry me?"

"Not good." Song Xingwan shook his head again.

Huo Yunting had expected that Song Xingwan would answer like this, but he was able to bend and stretch, and changed the subject calmly:

"If you are worried that my appearance will affect your reputation, you can declare that I am your brother."

"Why are you making such trouble? You can obviously choose to walk away."

"Now that you are pregnant with a child, I am really worried about the inconvenience you have on weekdays."

"Mama Tian will take care of my daily life. She cooks delicious food, so you can rest assured."

Huo Yunting was not reconciled to being compared to Tian Ma, and said repeatedly:
"What Tian Ma can do, I can do the same. If you don't believe me, you can sit down and taste my stewed fish head soup."

Song Xing reacted greatly during her late pregnancy, even if she smelled a little bit of fishy smell, her stomach would be overwhelmed.

She was planning to go back to the room directly, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of Huo Yunting's reddened hand, and finally couldn't bear it.

After pondering for a while, she sat down at the dining table. Although she had no appetite, she still forced herself to take a few bites.

Huo Yunting happily looked at Song Xingwan who was sitting at the dining table eating slowly, and couldn't help bringing up the old things again, and said in a deep voice:

"Wanwan, keep the child. After you give birth, I will take care of it, and I will never let the child affect your career. I will do my best to take good care of you and the child, and I will never let you suffer any grievances."

"This time I want to live for myself. Huo Yunting, don't wantonly interfere with my life in the name of love, okay?"

Song Xingwan put down the bowl and chopsticks, a little bit of anger was hidden in his clear eyes.

"Feel sorry."

Huo Yunting apologized repeatedly, and explained in a soft voice, "I never thought of interfering in your life, I just hope that you can have a place for me in your life."

"I'm sleepy."

Song Xingwan obviously didn't want to continue this topic, so he found an excuse at random, and hurriedly got up and went back to the room.

After returning to the room, she tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, but she couldn't fall asleep, her mind was full of the few words Huo Yunting said.

After finally brewing a little drowsiness, Song Xingwan, who had been sleeping very lightly, woke up instantly when he heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

She got off the bed a little annoyed, pulled the non-slip slippers that Huo Yunting had prepared for her, and walked towards the bathroom.

To her surprise, Huo Yunting, who had never touched the sun, squatted in the narrow shower room, washing her underwear.

Staring blankly at his arched back like a shrimp, her eye sockets turned red all of a sudden.

Recently, Huo Yunting's changes are really surprising.

Before, he was very kind to her, but he was too domineering, and he basically would not accommodate her, and his desire to possess and control was so strong that it was outrageous.

But right now, all he had left was endless tenderness and consideration.

Song Xingwan secretly thought, if her parents were still alive, if the Huo family hadn't wiped out the Song family, if Huo Yunting hadn't forced her, she would still love him wholeheartedly as before, with all eyes on him .

Unfortunately, if there is no if.

Sniffing gently, Song Xingwan seemed to have made up his mind, and turned around slowly, refusing to look back at him again.

……

Linjiang, the old residence of the Zhan family.

Xuan Wei, who was dining with Zhan Hanjue, couldn't hide the envy on her face when she saw the fireworks all over the sky.

She tilted her head and watched the wanton fireworks outside the window, and she was fascinated unconsciously.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Xuan Wei who was full of admiration, and asked casually:

"What are you thinking about?"

Xuanwei made the shape of Xizi holding a heart, with a shy face, whispering softly:

"I, I was thinking, if one day, someone can light up fireworks all over the city for me, I will definitely marry him without hesitation."

"Isn't it just a rain of fireworks? Is it really that touching?"

"The fist of the person setting off the fireworks is sincere and touching."

"This can also show sincerity? Isn't money enough?" Zhan Hanjue said disapprovingly.

Xuanwei's eyes moved slightly. She was already very sensitive when she heard the words "as long as you have money". She was afraid that Zhan Hanjue would treat her as a materialistic and vain girl, so she changed the subject calmly:
"I don't know who the fireworks rain tonight is for."

Hearing this, Bai Hu, who was standing aside respectfully, spoke at the right time:

"It is reported that the fireworks all over the city were written by Qin Beiming, the chairman of the Qin Group. At this moment, the fireworks rain in Linjiang has already become a trending headline."

"It was him."

Xuan Wei's eyes flashed a flash of determination.

Now, she is already a noble daughter of the war family, and it shouldn't be difficult to conquer a man.

"You bastard, what are you doing so romantically?! Could it be that you plan to do something?"

Zhan Hanjue muttered dissatisfiedly, feeling more and more unhappy.

Thinking that his daughter was very likely to be murdered by Qin Beiming, he no longer had the patience to play along with Xuanwei.

"I have something to do, I'll go out for a while."

As soon as the words fell, Zhan Hanjue hurriedly got up and went out the door without looking back.

"Dad, has the transfer matter been settled?" Seeing that Zhan Hanjue was about to leave, Xuan Wei stopped beating around the bush and asked straightforwardly.

Now, she already has a prominent family background, and she is no longer the humble ugly duckling she used to be.

However, she only has a junior high school diploma, even if she is in the upper class, she will always be unconfident when talking with people.

In order to completely get rid of the shackles of the lower class, she must work hard to dress up and maintain her ladylike personality as much as possible.

"I have already negotiated with the principal of No. [-] Middle School. I will take you to No. [-] Middle School to report tomorrow morning."

While talking, Zhan Hanjue took off his watch, casually threw it into Baihu's arms, and immediately got into the car in a hurry and left in the dust.

He galloped all the way back to No. [-] Taoli Street, before he had time to catch his breath, Zhan Hanjue hurried up to the second floor and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Girl, are you home?"

He yelled several times in succession, but seeing no one answered, Zhan Hanjue's straight brows frowned involuntarily.

He murmured in his heart that in order to guard against him, Qin Beiming had most likely taken Ling Mo outside to open a room.

Thinking of this possibility, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, wishing to drag Qin Beiming back and beat him up violently.

Just as he was about to go out to look for the traces of Qin Beiming and Ling Mo, a scream overflowed from the study room at an inopportune time.

Zhan Hanjue instantly pricked up his ears, and strode towards the study.

As he approached, the voice in the study became more and more clear.

In the study room, the two people who were wrestling together didn't feel the slightest abnormality, and they still circled happily.

Qin Beiming looked at Ling Mo who was panting, and suggested in a deep voice:
"Are you going to continue?"

"continue!"

Ling Mo's desire to win has been fully activated.

Today, she must research a move that can win with one move.

In this way, if she quarrels with him again in the future, she will not be so passive, and will be squeezed and flattened by him like a cat.

"Do you want to rest for a while?"

"Do not."

Ling Mo shook his head, and he operated fiercely like a tiger. In the blink of an eye, he pressed Qin Beiming against the wall and rubbed against it.

Qin Beiming didn't dare to fight back at all, so he had to let her make trouble.

"Third Master, can you give me some refreshments and use some strength?" Ling Mo muttered dissatisfiedly as he beat him a little weakly.

"Ah."

Qin Beiming nodded lightly, because he had accidentally hurt her once just now, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he just took advantage of her unpreparedness and kissed her lips.

"Third Master, can you stop being so perfunctory?"

Ling Mo's head was full of black lines, and he covered his mouth again and again, refusing to let the kiss.

At this moment, all she wanted was to have a good fight with him.

Fortunately, he didn't forget to play hooligans during the fight.

Qin Beiming caressed her head gently, coaxing her softly:

"You can't exercise vigorously during your menstrual period, take a break."

"I am fine."

Ling Mo slapped Qin Beiming's big palm on top of her head with one hand, threw him over the shoulder, and knocked him to the ground again, "You still don't fight back?"

"return."

Qin Beiming couldn't help laughing, so he could only break free from her shackles with a little force, and pinched her face lightly, "Is this going to work?"

Outside the door, Zhan Hanjue couldn't help blushing when he heard the conversation between the two of them. Even though he was angry, he still didn't have the courage to open the door of the study.

These two people are like this, it is really inappropriate for him to go in at this time.

It's just that he seemed to have heard Qin Beiming say "menstrual period" just now.

Such nonsense during menstrual period seems to hurt the body.

In desperation, he finally bit the bullet and knocked on the door gently.

Unexpectedly, the door of the study room was not closed tightly, it was just ajarly concealed, and as soon as his hand touched the door, the door was wide open.

Zhan Hanjue was speechless, thinking to himself that these two people were too impatient, they dared to mess around without closing the door properly.

Just as he was about to turn around and dodge one or two, Ling Mo, who was sitting on Qin Beiming's waist, was the first to react and stopped him, "Mr. Zhan?"

Zhan Hanjue saw that the two of them were dressed neatly, and the embarrassment on their faces faded away quietly.

Accidentally noticed that Qin Beiming's face was bruised, and he asked with some perplexity:

"Are you guys arguing?"

"No. It's just a casual exchange."

"..."

Zhan Hanjue twitched the corner of his mouth wildly, thinking to himself, how could this be a random exchange of ideas?
When fighting with him a few days ago, Qin Beiming, who was completely capable of crushing him with force, was actually being beaten by a little girl now?
I don't know how much water was put in to lose like this.

"Girl, be gentle. If you break your bone, who will cook?"

As Zhan Hanjue said, he didn't think so in his heart.

He was just a little worried that Qin Beiming was relying on Ling Mo to hold her accountable on the grounds that she was disabled.

Qin Beiming guessed what Zhan Hanjue was thinking, raised his eyebrows, and suggested in a deep voice:
"How about you instead?"

"How can this be done? I'm afraid of falling on the girl"

Zhan Hanjue said so, but his body was very sincere, his legs were stretched apart, and his hands were in a fighting posture, and he looked at Ling Mo with a hot smile:
"Girl, do you need me to teach you a few tricks?"

"Mr. Zhan, are you sure you want to fight with me?" Ling Mo was deeply afraid that he would hit Zhan Hanjue's old bones, so he seemed a little hesitant.

"It's okay to have a sparring session."

"to make."

Ling Mo nodded, and he was not polite, just kicked when he flew.

Zhan Hanjue only thought that it should be very easy to deal with Ling Mo's fists and embroidered legs, but he was negligent for a while, and was almost sent away by her sudden kick.

"hiss--"

Zhan Hanjue was clutching his sore kneecap, and before he could recover, he was hit by her sharp uppercut on the left cheek.

He gasped in pain, and suddenly doubted his life.

It stands to reason that a gentle woman like Shi Ying shouldn't have given birth to a little pepper.

But the reality is that this little pepper is not only hot-tempered, but also quite hot.

Fortunately, he was worried all day long that his daughter would be bullied.

Judging from this situation, it's not bad if she doesn't bully others.
"Mr. Zhan, are you okay?"

Ling Mo didn't expect Zhan Hanjue to be so careless, and lost interest in an instant.

In such a comparison, Qin Beiming's training partner is obviously much more qualified.

Although he doesn't fight back very much, at least he won't lose too badly.

Zhan Hanjue shook his head, and unexpectedly met Ling Mo with anxious eyes, his heart warmed up, and the "it's okay" that he blurted out turned into "it hurts".

Qin Beiming was surprised by Zhan Hanjue's coquettish manipulation.

If he had known that the "old man" Zhan Hanjue was so cunning that he resorted to cruel tricks, he should have pretended to be sick.

Fortunately, his imitation ability is not bad.

As soon as Zhan Hanjue fell to the ground, Qin Beiming closed his eyes and fell straight into Ling Mo's arms.

(End of this chapter)