President uncle, don't come close

Ling Moqin sits alone in the living room and doesn't dare to go out. She's afraid that Sheng Zhuwen won't find her at home when she wakes up. She needs company most at this time. She can say nothing and do nothing. Just accompany her quietly.

"Stew a soup. You can eat it when Zhuwen wakes up, and then cook some light food."

Ling Moqin whispered to the servant, and then found a comfortable seat on the sofa. After tossing about this, she also felt tired and simply lay down to have a rest.

Before long, Ling Moqin was awakened by the phone. She wondered who would call at this time to disturb people's dreams. After determining that her mobile phone was not ringing, Ling Moqin wanted to ignore it and continue her sleep. But the cell phone ringing never stopped. She finally couldn't help taking out her cell phone from Sheng Zhuwen's bag

When he saw the words "third uncle" displayed on the mobile phone screen, Ling Moqin seemed to be suddenly fixed by something. He kept looking at the mobile phone in a daze until the other party hung up and called again.

Do you answer? What should I say if I answer... But if I don't answer, he keeps calling. Is there something urgent? Ling Moqin tangled in his heart for a few seconds. Finally, he closed his eyes and pressed the answer button.

"Zhu Wen, ask you something..."

"Zhuwen, she's sleeping."

Two people speak at the same time. After hearing each other's voice, they say nothing to each other at the same time.

Ling Moqin held her cell phone tightly. She didn't know what Sheng Huai was thinking at the moment, but she was a little nervous. They haven't been in touch for some time since he went to America.

She didn't want to contact him, but she hesitated and gave up. Since he has decided to develop in the United States, why should she interfere with him? The relationship between them can only be like this until now

"Are you... Feeling better?"

Sheng Huaizhe stood up from his office chair. The sun came in through the French window and shone on him, revealing layers of soft power... I don't know if it's because of the sun, he actually felt warm in his heart.

It's been a few days since he saw her last time when he returned home. He's busy. He's relieved to hear Lin Yixiang say that she's well off.

This time, I was anxious to call Sheng Zhuwen because he was always worried about the news Lin Yixiang told him that she had a suitor.

Even if it's an ordinary man, it's the famous Gao Jie. No matter what he says, he's no worse than him, which makes him panic and afraid that she will really follow others

Ling Moqin raised her eyebrows. How did he know she was ill? Did Sheng Zhuwen tell him? She was as like as two peas who had been left behind by her uncle. Though she was so thinking, she felt a slight tremor in her heart, and had not heard his voice for a long time, which sounded exactly the same as when he dreamed of him last time.

Ling Moqin remembered the long dream last time. He took care of her dream himself, but how could it be? He was far away in the United States. He couldn't have stayed with her all day and night... It must be because she thought every day and dreamed every night, so she dreamed of him and how happy they were together.

"Much better."

For a long time, Ling Moqin replied. Then, neither of them seemed to know what to say, but none of them hung up and let the phone go quietly. Ling Moqin seemed to be able to hear Sheng Huaizhe's heartbeat through the phone.

It's been a while in America. Is he okay? Is the company on track? When he was busy, did he stop eating again... Ling Moqin wanted to know these questions, but she also knew she couldn't ask.

"You..."

Sheng Huaizhe wanted to say something, but he wanted to stop talking.

"You can call back later. She's... Sleeping."

Ling Moqin hesitated. She was wondering whether to tell Sheng Huaizhe about it. He might be worried about Zhuwen and distracted from his work.

"Why did the little guy go to our house to sleep... What about you? Don't you go and have a rest?"

Sheng Huaizhe tried to liven up the atmosphere. It was too quiet. He was afraid she would be embarrassed.

"She... Is in a bad mood. She's asleep now."

She was asleep, too. You woke her up. Ling Moqin wanted to say that, but he chose not to say it later. She just didn't know why Sheng Huaizhe was doing this. He knew that Sheng Zhuwen couldn't answer the phone now. He should find an excuse to hang up the phone, but he didn't expect him to talk to her like this.

I don't know how long it took. Ling Moqin felt that half a century had passed. Listening to Sheng Huaizhe, she always felt that there was an illusion in front of her eyes.

"There's nothing wrong. Go and have a rest. After all, you've just turned ill... Remember to pay attention to your health."

Sheng Huaizhe's voice is as gentle as ever, so gentle that Ling Moqin always feels that there seems to be no separation between them, and he still cares about himself as he did in the past... But now his concern is based on the position of friends? Ling Moqin thought lost in his heart, and kept playing with the pendant on Sheng Zhuwen's mobile phone, a little careless.

"OK."

you too. Finally, Ling Moqin still didn't say this sentence. She didn't know why she was so awkward. When the words came to her mouth, she swallowed them back.

"Then I'll hang up."

Sheng Huaizhe's voice sounded a little discouraged. He was talking on his own initiative. Ling Moqin only responded once in a while. Ling Moqin even wondered if he thought she didn't want to talk to him?

"Wait."

Ling Moqin said suddenly and eagerly. She looked at the mobile phone pendant for a while, frowning and wondering if she should say something before the end of the call.

"Huh?"

Sheng Huaizhe's mouth unconsciously overflowed with a smile. Is she trying to keep herself? Or not willing to hang up? This little recognition made him feel happy.

"Let me tell you something about Sheng Zhu and Su Li..."

Ling Moqin still couldn't help telling Sheng Huaizhe about it because she was worried that she would not handle it well. Su Li's performance today seems to show that it is not simple... And Sheng Huaizhe is Sheng Zhuwen's close uncle. He needs to know about it, or he can handle it better than her.

"Now Zhuwen's mood is very unstable, Su Li... I don't know why. You said, "what can I do?"

Ling Moqin's voice is full of worry. Sheng Huaizhe seems to be able to imagine Ling Moqin frowning on the phone. If he could, he really wanted to smooth her frown through the microphone

"Don't worry about it. Take good care of your health. I'll deal with it."

Sheng Huaizhe didn't expect such a thing to happen. Although he was calm on the phone, he began to worry a little