President uncle, don't come close

Sheng Huaizhe's face rarely showed a nervous expression. He found Ling Moqin in the crowd. As long as he saw people of similar stature, he seriously came forward to confirm it.

"Ling Moqin."

He came forward and grabbed a girl's arm. She was watching a series of photos on the wall with her head tilted. It was pure and lovely. The girl was surprised until Huaizhe turned her head.

"Mr. Sheng!"

The girl almost immediately showed a surprised expression on her face. She had just watched their press conference below. At this time, Sheng Huaizhe actually grabbed her arm. Although she knew he might have recognized the wrong person, she still felt happy.

"Sorry, I recognize the wrong person."

Bursts of loss climbed to his heart, and Sheng Huaizhe was suddenly a little discouraged. Up to now, he still remembers Ling Moqin's eyes just seen in the crowd, with a little sadness and disappointment. In this way, it has been lingchi's heart.

He just wanted to find her, explain to her the reason why he was here today, and then take her back to their villa. It's just, where is she now?!

Ling Moqin walked forward blankly, as if he had no purpose or didn't know where he was going. She only knew that there was no room for her here. The picture of Sheng Huaizhe and fan Lanqi coming out of pairs had been repeated in her mind

"He is my husband."

"Please take care of..."

The shadow of their mutual maintenance and care has been recurring in Ling Moqin's heart. She wanted to rearrange her emotions, but she found that she couldn't start at all

She didn't even know why she felt so uncomfortable after knowing these facts and seeing these pictures of their love. It became difficult to breathe. Her legs seemed to be filled with lead and it was very difficult to walk.

Ling Moqin was still holding a plate with macarone and coffee she had eaten. When she walked out of the door, a security guard stopped her.

"Miss, you can't take this out."

The security guard looked at Ling Moqin strangely. She didn't look like someone who would be greedy for such a small bargain. Moreover, who was so aboveboard and even took only a small piece of makaron and a cup of coffee?!

At this time, Ling Moqin looked strange in the eyes of his security uncle... Just based on his job responsibilities, he had to stop her.

"Oh, good."

Ling Moqin didn't hear what he was talking about. The wandering didn't end. She answered mechanically and then went on, but she was stopped by the security again.

"Miss, are you not feeling well? Please don't embarrass me. "

The security guard looked at Ling Moqin a little worried and wondered if something had happened to her. She looked very poor.

"Moqin!"

At this time, a car stopped at the gate. Qin Mingzheng came quickly from the car and ran to the front of security and Ling Moqin. He took Ling Moqin's hand and looked at the security guard with warning, thinking he was embarrassing Ling Moqin.

"Sir, is this your friend? She doesn't seem well. Also, the dessert in her hand can't be taken out... "

The security guard is also kind. He is not angry because of Ling Moqin's abnormality and Qin Mingzheng's expression, but kindly reminds Qin Mingzheng that Qin Mingzheng doesn't look like a bad person.

Qin Mingzheng frowned slightly. He found that he had misunderstood the security guard. Turning around, he looked at Ling Moqin, who was still absent-minded. He gently took the plate in her hand and handed it to the security guard.

"I'm sorry. Please help me return this."

"Well, you have to take good care of this young lady. I don't think she's right."

The security guard also told Qin Mingzheng before leaving, looking a little worried.

"Thank you!"

Qin Mingzheng looked at Ling Moqin with worry and gently shook her shoulder. He just left for a short time. What happened to her that she was so lost?!

"Moqin, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me. "

After hearing Qin Mingzheng's familiar voice, Ling Moqin reacted, and his eyes finally had a focal length. She looked blankly at Qin Mingzheng with a concerned face in front of her. Grievances suddenly flooded into her heart, and her eyes finally turned red.

"Qin Mingzheng, why did you come here?! I've been waiting for you for a century... "

Qin Mingzheng is to blame! If he hadn't been so late, she wouldn't have seen the scenes of Sheng Huaizhe and fan Lanqi showing their love. It's all his fault!

"Well, well, it's my fault. Shall we leave here first? I'll take you back!"

Qin Mingzheng was distressed. He swore in his heart that if he knew who bullied her like this, he would make him look good!

"Well, I'm going home!"

Ling Moqin obediently followed Qin Mingzheng into the car, watched Qin Mingzheng gently help her fasten her seat belt, and then drove the car to leave the photography exhibition hall.

After half opening the window, the wind poured in from the window. Ling Moqin felt something sliding on his face and to the corner of his mouth. It was salty like crystal stone, salty to the heart.

She never seriously thought about the problem between herself and Sheng Huaizhe... Since this time, she has always felt that she and him are impossible. How can she like him? He's an uncle. He's Sheng Zhuwen's third uncle. He's... he doesn't seem to be the same kind of person as himself. She can get along with him because she needs money and he gave her a job

That's all, isn't it?!

But since when did she begin to care about his views? He began to pay attention to his favorite foods, and then bought them all when shopping in the supermarket, and then cooked them carefully for him. He would be full of joy when he was affirmed and praised

She seems to have fallen in love with Sheng Huaizhe. Even if she resisted in her heart, even if she thought it was impossible... But at this time, the uncomfortable feeling in her heart told Ling Moqin that she really liked Sheng Huaizhe, the uncle who got along with her day and night.

Otherwise, her mood will not be affected by him or want to be angry with him... All this is just because she cares.

When did this happen? When did she begin to like him?

Or the moment he helped her out at the school gate and followed her to eat all the street snacks on campus. Or every time he ate her meal with a satisfied face and ate nothing left... Or earlier?

Love and love seem to come like this, imperceptibly, but not without trace

Got on the highway and closed the window. There was no wind to pour in, but Ling Moqin seemed to have been sober a lot... There were still air dried tears on her face, which made her feel that the skin on her face was a little tight.

The lights outside stood on both sides of the highway and roared past in front of her... Ling Moqin suddenly felt that the street lights were so alone.