President uncle, don't come close

After Ling Moqin and his party left the old man's yard happily, Qin Mingzheng and Lin Yan sent Ling Moqin back to the villa first. In the car, Qin Mingzheng first raised his doubts about what Ling Moqin did today.

"Moqin, how did this ten million come from?"

Qin Mingzheng knows Ling Moqin's family very well. She can't get 10 million by herself. It's impossible for him to believe that Sheng Huaizhe really entrusts Ling Moqin to donate money.

"Didn't you just say that? Sheng Huaizhe donated it. "

Ling Moqin looked at the neon lights and traffic outside the window and fell into his own thoughts.

"Will he entrust you to donate $10 million? Don't think I can't see what's going on with you. Don't treat me as a three-year-old! "

Qin Mingzheng doesn't believe Ling Moqin's words at all. She can cheat her grandmother or the Dean, but she can't cheat him!

"Or what? You think I pulled it out myself? I'm not that great, and I don't have that much money. "

Ling Moqin smiled. She looked at Lin Yan and found that she was also looking at her suspiciously. Suddenly, she felt a little confused. Their doubts are only about her current relationship with Sheng Huaizhe. If they make up and do it again, they will have no doubts.

"Ling Moqin, I'm so sad! You don't even want to tell the truth to me. You've changed! "

Qin Mingzheng looked at her sadly, and his tone was too sour. Ling Moqin knew that he was using the method of provocation, but he still felt defeated by him.

"The money is really Sheng Huaizhe's, but it's taken from others."

Ling Moqin said dully that she didn't know how to explain the relationship and reason with Qin Mingzheng. There was still a long way to go home. She simply closed her eyes and wanted to sleep in the car.

"OK, Qin Mingzheng, what does this matter to you? My sister and I are tired. Don't talk nonsense. "

Lin Yan saw Ling Moqin's fatigue, so she stared at Qin Mingzheng. The two people leaned against each other in the back seat of the car, closed their eyes and slept.

What else did Qin Mingzheng want to say? In the end, he didn't say anything. There are a lot of questions in his stomach? Who will give Ling Moqin so much money? And it's about Sheng Huaizhe. What agreement did they reach? Will Ling Moqin regret it in the future

When he got home, Ling Moqin was woken up.

"Wake up, you're home. Don't sleep! It's time to catch a cold later! "

Qin Mingzheng really took these two women and fell asleep in the back seat. It seems that there is a little more exercise today. Both of them are very tired.

Ling Moqin slowly opened his eyes and found that he had arrived at the door. There was a light in the house, and there was a warm smell in the light... She thought, maybe Sheng Huaizhe came back and forgot to turn off the light again.

"Why are you... At home today?"

Ling Moqin opened the door and went in. When she saw Sheng Huaizhe sitting on the sofa with a cold face, she was slightly surprised. He has almost never come back recently, and sometimes he comes back to get something in the middle of the night. So seeing him directly like this really made her a little uncomfortable.

Hearing that she used the word "home", Sheng Huaizhe's heart suddenly softened. He thought, maybe it's not what he thought, maybe she didn't receive the ten million yuan from Lin Jiayin, maybe... Sheng Huaizhe looked at Ling Moqin with expectant eyes, hoping to hear what he said.

However, Lin Jiayin put her bag and coat away, poured herself a glass of water, and then turned wearily to the bathroom.

"You're not going to explain anything to me?"

The expression on Sheng Huaizhe's face was even more ugly. He didn't expect that she could concentrate on doing her own things like nothing, and didn't pay attention to him at all.

Ling Moqin's footsteps stopped. She didn't look back. Her voice was shallow and could not hear her emotions.

"Explain what?"

Now she is so tired that she just wants to take a hot bath, and then go to bed and sleep. It's best to stay at home until dawn.

"You saw Lin Jiayin today, didn't you?"

Sheng Huaizhe stood up. He clenched his fists. He wanted to come to her, shake her shoulder and ask her why she did this to him

"You're talking about it... There's nothing to explain, just what you heard."

Ling Moqin's tone also became cold. The two men succeeded in reducing the temperature of the whole room by several degrees. It turned out that he came back specially today to question her... Ling Moqin's heart is a little cold. He fully believes Lin Jiayin's words?

"Ling Moqin! Have you had enough? "

Sheng Huaizhe couldn't stand it anymore. He walked over quickly, grabbed her hand and yelled at her. During this period of time, she has always been like this. She doesn't care about anything about him at all, as if nothing can lead her joys, sorrows and sorrows... He has endured the previous things. He feels that with the passage of time, Ling Moqin will slowly understand his practice and will be moved back to him.

The fact is that he feels that the distance between them is getting farther and farther away... He can hardly feel his existence in her heart now. This feeling is like stepping on the clouds. Always stepping on the air makes his heart empty

"I didn't make trouble. You hurt me! "

Ling Moqin looked at him with clear eyes, looked at him angry, looked at him holding his hand, and frowned slightly on his face.

Sheng Huaizhe loosened her hand when he heard the speech, but his expression did not change. He had never been so eager to know whether there was no him at all in her heart? Does this mean that she doesn't care about him now!

"So it's serious to take the money and promise to leave me?"

Sheng Huaizhe asked hard. He felt a faint pain in his heart, and bursts of bitterness rushed into his heart... Looking at her stubborn expression, he was even a little afraid to hear her say the answer.

"I did take the money."

Ling Moqin stopped talking. She bit her lower lip and looked stubborn

"You know I hate this kind of betrayal, but you still choose to betray me? You know I was hurt once, but you still choose to hurt me again in the same way? "

Sheng Huaizhe's tone was as cold as a knife and pierced Ling Moqin's heart. She wanted to explain, but when she saw his determined eyes, she finally gave up.

Standing there quietly without any explanation, Ling Moqin looked at Sheng Huaizhe's cold eyes and began to tingle in his heart... It was still a feeling. It wasn't that he didn't care where to play

"Ling Moqin, when are you going to spoil me?"

Sheng Huaizhe weakly let go of his hand holding her. Looking at her stubborn expression, he felt deeply powerless and sad... Has he done so much or not enough? She finally chose to leave him, or in the way he hated