President uncle, don't come close

Ling Moqin closed his eyes to keep his tears from falling. Since when, even talking about him will make your mood so ups and downs?!

"Moqin, why did you avoid it? You obviously care! "

Sheng Zhuwen pulled Ling Moqin's hand, broke her fingers from the quilt she was holding, and forced her to look into her eyes. She clearly felt that Ling Moqin was very concerned about Sheng Huaizhe, and the third uncle was very different from her. She didn't understand why the two people couldn't sit down and have a good chat? This cold war is not good for anyone

"What's the use of caring, Zhu Wen? I have no right to make a choice at all. And he, he doesn't like me at all! "

Ling Moqin shouted out. At the moment she shouted out, she seemed to be relieved. The things she held in her heart finally came out.

"You taught me to live in the present! Why can't I do it when I come to you! "

Sheng Zhuwen is a little angry. She doesn't know why Ling Moqin, who has always been brave, hides herself like a shrinking turtle?!

"Live in the present... Where is my present..."

At present, she wants to marry an old man and become her bride... Since then, her other fantasies have become Utopian. Unlike Sheng Zhuwen, she can have the love she wants and be with the people she likes

What makes her heart gray is that the person she likes is a man with a family. What an ironic thing! She never thought she would have this day

"Just tell me, do you like my third uncle Sheng Huaizhe?"

Sheng Zhuwen seldom sees her now so lonely. It seems that she suddenly has no expectations for life and the whole person has no anger. She was a little worried about Ling Moqin

"What if he likes it? He has a wife."

Her voice was so low that she didn't want to stimulate herself with this fact. She almost didn't want to mention Sheng Huaizhe.

"Wife?! You mean fan Lanqi? "

Sheng Zhuwen was stunned. She almost forgot that the matter had not been solved! She thought the third uncle would find a chance to explain it to Ling Moqin if he really liked her.

So what's going on?! Why hasn't the third uncle said? Is she thinking too much? The third uncle doesn't like Moqin as much as he imagined??

If so, it's no wonder that Mo Qin would be so sad. She also saw the news release of the photography exhibition there. They stood together, glittering and beautiful in everyone's eyes.

But Sheng Zhuwen knows that Sheng Huaizhe doesn't like fan Lanqi at all. They are only together for interests

"Yes."

Ling Moqin's heart became more heavy. It turned out that even Sheng Zhuwen knew her... It was a matter of course, wasn't it? It was her third aunt. It was normal for her to know. Just why is she the only one who knows?

"Moqin, you really misunderstood my third uncle! That's not his wife! "

Sheng Zhuwen sighed helplessly. She didn't know how to say this story, which was a little as long as a foot binding

"Not his wife?"

Ling Moqin, who was still immersed in his own thoughts, didn't respond. He didn't know what Sheng Zhuwen meant.

"My stupid third uncle, I thought he would find a chance to make it clear to you! Yes, she's not his wife, at least not now. "

Sheng Zhuwen frowned and looked at Ling Moqin. She knew she was a little deep. She had to let her know about it, otherwise she didn't know when she would be sad

"Used to be?"

Ling Moqin just caught the key point. She looked at Sheng Zhuwen and wanted to hear her go on

"In the past... They were indeed nominal husband and wife, but there was no real husband and wife, and they had divorced."

Sheng Zhuwen doesn't know if Ling Moqin will mind it, but that's all she knows. Two years ago, the third uncle agreed to marry this woman for the benefit of the family. After that, she went abroad for further study and came back recently. I didn't expect so many things to happen when I came back, and I didn't expect that the third uncle would really spark love with Mo Qin

Ling Moqin opened his eyes and listened to Sheng Zhuwen's words, which seemed a little untrue. There are many such things around her. It's often that she chooses to marry another big family for the sake of family interests. Isn't she forced to marry an old man by her aunt

But Sheng Huaizhe... She always felt that this man would not do such a thing.

Therefore, at this time, her mood is relaxed, but also has a sense of disbelief. I still can't laugh all the time. Even if this is the case, it can't change anything. It can't change the fact that she is wishful thinking and that she is about to marry someone she doesn't love

"So, Moqin, don't you understand?"

Sheng Zhuwen looked at his best friend with a dry tongue. He said so much but didn't see her smile happily. He always felt that things were not as smooth as she imagined.

"Understand what? What does it have to do with me... "

I want to pretend to be indifferent, but I can't even deceive myself. Ling Moqin frowned. She even wanted to get up and leave here

"How can it have nothing to do with you!! Ling Moqin, are you stupid? My third uncle likes you. Can't you see? "

Sheng Zhuwen only felt that she was one of the first two. She never knew that it was so difficult to be a middleman, especially when both of them were at the tip of a bull's horn.

"I didn't see it."

Ling Moqin put his hand under his head, simply closed his eyes and threw out such a sentence to Sheng Zhuwen. However, she had to admit that what Sheng Zhuwen said was a little useful. She didn't seem so sad.

That's his ex-wife, not his wife.

But she really didn't agree with what Sheng Zhuwen said later. Where can she tell that he likes her?? She would rather believe that it was because Sheng Zhuwen had always wanted to bring them together, so she said these words to comfort her.

"I'll go, Ling Moqin. You're a fool!"

Sheng Zhuwen was a little annoyed, but she knew that it was really useless for her to say this. Unless the third uncle took his actions to prove it, with Ling Moqin's personality, she wouldn't believe what she said now.

"Well, I'm a fool. Go to sleep, fool's friend. "

Ling Moqin didn't open her eyes. Even she didn't know what she was thinking at this time. She also knew that Sheng Zhuwen was worried about her.

At this time, she was not in a hurry

"I'm so angry! How can my third uncle like a girl like you! "

Sheng Zhuwen lost a pillow and came over. She felt that Ling Moqin was so frustrated, and she was still there. The emperor was not in a hurry, the eunuch was in a hurry... She was relieved to think about it.