The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!The man sitting opposite had no expression on his face, as if he had no intention of answering her at all.

Ling Qianmo didn't care either, with a faint smile on his lips, "I ran into her in the hospital yesterday. She was fully armed, so it shouldn't be an investigation of an upright illness. I also heard that your father has now escaped. Now I don’t know which corner of the country he is nesting in. He probably has forgotten that there is a son like you. Ah yes, let me think about it, what do you say outside?! Oh yes, everyone outside Say, Huo Dashao is infatuated and has no regrets, and is willing to go to jail for the beauty. Well, I think you are quite high."

"Enough!" The man suddenly raised his head, emotional, splitting his eyes, "No matter how many times you say it, the result will be the same. I won't help you, absolutely not."

Ling Qianmo didn't lift her eyelids, she still smiled faintly, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I am here today and I have nothing to do with you. You know, you are locked here, no one knows. Apart from me, no one will come to see you. The reason you see me is not because you can’t rest assured of your goddess and want to know her current status."

After the man was excited, he was a little bit depressed, "You said she went to the hospital, she...what happened?"

"You know the relationship between the two of us, and that the hospital will not disclose patient information casually, so I don't know what kind of disease she is suffering from. But without the asylum of the Huo family, she has Ye Zi'an's target. Her situation is not bad. I want to know." Although she couldn't figure it out, how this man would love Xia Xueying so much, "But she is beautiful after all, and it is easy to survive in this world."

Some old men's lips trembled, "You don't need to hint at me, I said I would not believe it. She is not such a person, she is cleaner than you and loves herself more than you, she..."

"Well, she is the goddess who is pure and innocent in your mind, I know." Ling Qianmo smiled, and didn't think he had anything to do with his demeanor of raising his sweetheart. "But the goddess still wants to marry. Human, you have been sentenced to life, and you will be locked behind this iron window in your life. Maybe in two years, she will forget that you are so personal in this world. Of course, loving someone only hopes she will live It's fine if you are so great, you have ruined your entire life in her hands, so naturally you don't care about it."

The eyes didn’t relax the man’s swiftly closed mouth, he bends his lips secretly, and casually took out his phone to unlock, called up a video and handed it over, “I met at the meeting that day, thinking that you might be thinking about it, so I took it for you. Oh, it was the day your sweetheart shot me against the palace."

The man almost couldn't wait to snatch the phone over, the more gloomy he looked.

After reading it, he said nothing.

Ling Qianmo picked up the phone and got up, looking at him with a condescending smile, "Okay, you can see the people, and I have said everything that should be said, see you next time."

"Ling Qianmo," the mute male voice called to the woman who was about to leave, "If I help you, what good can I do?"

"I can promise you and give her to you."

***

After driving back from the prison, I went to the supermarket and bought a lot of fresh ingredients, ready to cook in the evening.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as I answered An An, I received a call from Ye Zi'an.

"Where?"

"An'an's kindergarten."

"Send me a location and I will pick you up."

"Something?"

"have dinner together."

Ling Qianmo raised her eyebrows and glanced at her daughter who was holding her in her hand. "You can tell me the address and I'll drive over."

"If you drive, hang up first, and you will post the location on my phone."

If he wants to answer, then come and pick it up. Ling Qianmo watched the hung-up call and sent a location.

"Mummy, who is it?"

"It's the handsome uncle that you are thinking of..." An An told her this name, and she felt very helpless about her daughter being so small and so beautiful.

"Uncle coming over?" An An's eyes flashed like black grapes.

I glanced around and saw a milk tea shop next to me, holding An An's hand in the past, "Uncle wants to invite us to dinner, and come pick us up later."

"Yeah!" An An was excited with a scissor hand, followed Mommy into the milk tea shop, with a soft voice expressing excitement, "Mummy, I want to drink mango pudding milk tea." After a pause, "We give it to uncle too. Would you like to buy a cup, um... how does the vanilla taste?"

Ling Qianmo replied casually while ordering, "He doesn't eat sweets and doesn't like drinks."

Once she had finished speaking, she was stunned.

She thought she had forgotten everything related to this man, even if she met again, she would be as calm as a stranger.

But just buying a cup of milk tea, she can clearly tell his preferences and tastes.

"Mummy..." An An shook her hand.

Ling Qianmo recovered and saw the waiter who was collecting the money looking at her with a smile, "A total of seventy-nine yuan."

"Yeah." Ling Qianmo paid, took the milk tea and biscuits, and led An An to sit down by the window.

Put the biscuits in front of her, and told, "Don't eat too much."

"Well, I know." An An smiled and picked up a piece. "Mummy, can we go to the hot pot?"

"Do you want hot pot?" Ling Qianmo was a little surprised.

An An nodded, "Xiao Yu said that her mom took her to the hot pot yesterday, it was super delicious."

"Today is my uncle's treat. It depends on what he means."

When Ye Zi'an arrived, he didn't see anyone. After getting out of the car and looking around, he saw the mother and daughter sitting by the window in the milk tea shop.

The little girl was sitting on a high chair, her feet hanging in the air and swaying, eating biscuits in small mouthfuls.

Opposite her, the elegant woman smiled warmly. From time to time, she wiped the crumbs left by the corners of her lips with a paper towel. Her red lips squirmed, which should remind her to be careful.

Such a picture instantly stretched his frowning eyebrows because he didn't see anyone. The depression in his heart was also wiped out, and he strode over.

"Uncle." An An found him at a glance and waved at him excitedly.

Ye Zi'an smiled lowly, "Are the biscuits delicious?"

"Good time." An An took a bite in her mouth, her words were vague, and she smiled shyly.

Mommy said that girls should be elegant in their eating. She just seemed...not very elegant.

"What would An An want to eat tonight? Uncle treats you."

"Can I eat anything?"

"Well, anything is fine."

"I want to eat hot pot." An An quickly glanced at Ling Qianmo, then looked at Ye Zi'an eagerly.

The man froze for a moment, "Okay, then have hot pot."

Then he hugged An An and reached out to hold Ling Qianmo, "What kind of food An An usually likes to eat, let's buy more later."

"Don't go out to eat?"

"Well, I will do it for you when I go back."