Little Dream Lost (12)
Thinking that he was also a soon-to-be father, Ling Jie was looking forward to the birth of this new life.
When Ling Jie drove to the Dream Villa, it was already ten o'clock in the afternoon. Ling Jie was about to push the car door out, when Meng Yun twisted her thin waist and ran towards Ling Jie's car. While she was trotting, the pair of peaks were doing a little dance, which was very annoying.
Just when Ling Jie was stunned, Meng Yun pulled the car door and got in, then stretched out her little hand and shook it in front of Ling Jie's eyes and said, "Ling Jie, what are you looking at?" Mengyun shy a little face and pouted the corners of her mouth. This kid, always like this, what's there to see? Still, she was quite happy in her heart.
"Hehe, of course it's up to you, who made you so beautiful?" Ling Jie nodded on Mengyun's forehead with his mouth, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyun, after the baby is born, you have to repay me well, you know?" Ling Jie shook his eyebrows and looked at Meng Yun with a wicked smile.
"Hmph, you rascal, I'll beat you to death!" Meng Yun pretended to kick Ling Jie twice, pretending to be very angry. The two quarreled for a while, and Ling Jie drove to the police station. The sun was shining, the sun was smiling arrogantly, and a silver Ferrari was speeding down the wide white oil road, inside the car.
"Ling Jie, my dad already knows about my pregnancy. Lately, he hasn't embarrassed you, has he? Meng Yun picked, the hair that had just covered the corners of her eyes, and turned her face sideways to look at Ling Jie.
"Look, this raw rice is ripe, what else can he do?" Ling Jie said with a smile while driving: "Xiaoyun, don't worry, you just need to give birth to our baby well, don't think about other things, you know?" Ling Jie said calmly.
He naturally knew what Mengyun was worried about. Sincerely, Ling Jie hasn't taken this father-in-law to heart yet. If he really wanted to do something to Ling Jie, Ling Jie would naturally deal with it. No matter how Ling Jie and Mengjun fight, he will not want Mengjun's life. Because he is Mengyun's father, Ling Jie will do this. Where did he get all this self-confidence? At this time, Mengyun's eyes were rolling, but her heart was entangled, and she couldn't understand what kind of person Ling Jie was, it was really mysterious.
Seeing that Mengyun didn't speak, Ling Jie then smiled: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to your father, your father is also my father!" Ling Jie said with a reassuring face.
"Well, I believe you!" Mengyun was stunned for a moment, and nodded in response. After nearly twenty minutes of driving, Ling Jie and Mengyun came to the police station.
At noon, eleven o'clock, Zhou Yang's office. At this time, Ling Jie and Mengyun were sitting on the sofa. Ling Jie held a cigarette and inhaled deeply. Meng Yun looked at the list in her hand, with an indecidable look on her face. This list was handed over by Zhou Yang just now, just to let her choose which country she wanted. Nowadays, this is an era of international cooperation, as long as you have money, are you afraid of not having a household registration?
"Xiaoyun, have you made a choice?" Ling Jie threw the cigarette butt that had just burned out into the ashtray and looked at Mengyun on the side with anticipation.
Isn't it just to choose a country, which is so troublesome? O woman, woman is woman! Thinking of this, Ling Jie felt a little impatient in his heart.