It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when Lin Xiaoxian returned home, and she rushed directly to the dining table after entering the door.

"You eat slowly, you have to thank the era you live in, if this is in the early years, with your kind of eating, even if you can marry well, you will be returned the next day in the original packaging." Shen Qiuman sometimes felt that it was a pity for his daughter's beautiful little face.

"Return the goods, but I won't be reduced to the original, just my face, this body, how can people not even have the urge to unpack?" Lin Xiaoxian took time out of his busy schedule to protest.

"You kid, what's in your head, do you always secretly read online novels?"

"There is a difference between our era and your time, you paid attention to the soldiers at that time, and the water came to flood, while our art of war was to know ourselves and know the enemy, and win all battles." Lin Xiaoxian has his own theory.

"You have evolved, and you are still fighting." Shen Qiuman was helpless.

After Lin Xiaoxian swept the clouds, he and Shen Qiuman formally talked about today's experience.

"Mom, that old lady Ling looks quite imposing, how can she see through the red dust?" Lin Xiaoxian looked at Old Lady Ling, and a cool air instantly rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

"I don't know why she chose to practice, Mrs. Ling's maiden name is Mo, her ancestors have been officials for several generations, I heard that her younger brother is a provincial cadre, and he has a very wide network in the political circles. This is also the reason why Su Anzhi often took the initiative to contact Ling Haoran back then.

"This wealthy family is really not easy to mix, what happened to Ling Zixuan and his brother? I'm really curious. Actually, she really missed Ling Zixuan, and she felt sorry for not helping him.

"Don't be curious, whether it's the Ling family or the Su family, they are all fire kangs, they won't climb out intact if they jump, if you have money, you will have **, and if you have, you will be hurt." Shen Qiuman didn't want her daughter to repeat her mistakes.

"Mom, you said, if Old Lady Ling returns to Ling's house, will it solve the problem?" Lin Xiaoxian said depressedly.

"I don't know what the problem is, but with the wrist of Old Lady Ling back then, it may be." Shen Qiuman didn't want to mention those people anymore, so he washed the dishes.

"Ling Zixuan, Ling Zixuan, I've done my best, you can ask for more blessings." Lin Xiaoxian muttered to himself.

Ling Zixuan, who was locked in the room, walked around irritably, another day passed, and there was still no movement, didn't Lin Xiaoxian guess his information, this girl is usually quite clever, can she not pay attention to drawing her exercise book like that?

At this time, there was a polite knock on the door, and Ling Zixuan was already on fire, so he kicked it hard when he walked to the door.

"Brain-dead, I know I can't open it and knock it." Ling Zixuan roared.

The door was pushed open, and it was Jiang Muqing with an iron face, and she was of course uncomfortable when she was scolded by her son as brain-dead.

"Tomorrow, the Song family is going to come to my house as a guest, your brother and I will participate, you don't want to go down, knowing that you are bored, your master will accompany you, and when the Song family leaves, you will be free." The meaning in Jiang Muqing's words is that tomorrow is very important, for fear that you will make trouble and let your master look at you.

"Mom, you really have the means, you taught me another trick, I will remember." After Ling Zixuan finished speaking coldly, he didn't look at Jiang Muqing anymore, sat on the chair, and opened a book.

Jiang Muqing looked at his indifferent son and felt in his heart, no matter how reluctant the eldest son Ling Ziyu was to marry this time, even if he committed suicide, he would not say anything to hurt his mother, and why did Ling Zixuan say those hurtful words so easily, as his mother, was she really insignificant in his mind?

At this time, Ling Zixuan couldn't see Jiang Muqing's complaining gaze at all, his mind was not on the book in his hand, tomorrow the Ling family and the Song family will meet downstairs, once the marriage is decided, it will be difficult to have room to turn around, and his brother Ling Ziyu has become a victim again, is the so-called family honor and disgrace really the shackles that trap them all their lives? If so, is it a blessing or a misfortune to be born in a so-called wealthy family, and can only give back freedom by paying youth and dreams until the day when your hair is gray? Even if he survived until that time, I am afraid that his passion was no longer there, and his heart was like stagnant water, just like his father Ling Haoran was numb.

Early the next morning, Fu Haotian came to Ling Zixuan's room, took out a set of chess, and put it on the table.

"Do you want to have a discussion?" Fu Haotian looked at the frustrated Ling Zixuan and said.

"How big my heart is." Ling Zixuan lay on the bed and didn't bother to look at him.

"It's good to do your best, you don't have the power to turn the situation around." Fu Haotian hoped that Ling Zixuan would be able to comprehend something through this lesson.

"Master, I have always respected you, why did you help her when you knew that my mother was wrong." Ling Zixuan didn't want to hear the excuse that he couldn't help himself.

"I," Fu Haotian took a step of chess by himself, and said softly: "I have already entered the age of no confusion, I have no home, and I have no other beliefs except to protect your mother." ”

Ling Zixuan sat up from the bed with a swish, staring at Fu Haotian intently, for as long as he could remember, Fu Haotian had silently followed his mother Jiang Muqing's side, he had always been quiet and abided by the rules, but no matter what happened to Jiang Muqing, he would appear as soon as possible, what kind of belief did a person insist on for so many years, he didn't understand it when he was a child, and he didn't think about it seriously.

Ling Zixuan walked to Fu Haotian and sat down, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"It's your turn, I'm waiting for your next move." Fu Haotian looked at Ling Zixuan with a smile, he couldn't sleep all night in the past two nights, it was time to do something, Jiang Muqing went from an ignorant girl to a helpless woman, and she has gradually been stained beyond recognition by lust over the years, and if she continues to be so indulgent, the girl who stood in the roses and played the violin in his mind will never be found again, and his existence will really not be meaningful.

"You should have made this move earlier." Ling Zixuan pushed a chess piece.

"I don't have any identity as a player." Fu Haotian smiled helplessly, yes, he is not her love, her love was sent away by the Jiang family with a box of money more than twenty years ago.

"The identity is earned by yourself, and I will help you." Ling Zixuan didn't mind his parents' divorce, and he couldn't even ask for it, he felt unappetizing when he looked at their unsavory marriage.

"The premise is that I have to help you too."

"It's worthy of my master, I know what I mean, but my mother's kind of woman, you can definitely stand it." Ling Zixuan felt that his mother Jiang Muqing was like a Tianshan Tong Grandma who had been cultivating for many years, ruthless and spicy.

"I don't like it when you say that about your mother." Fu Haotian's face sank, in his mind, Jiang Muqing was still his eldest lady.

"Well, as long as someone can take her, I don't care." Ling Zixuan pursed his lips.

"At nine o'clock in the morning, the Song family will come to the wedding date, the Ling family has always attracted much attention, and the report will come out soon, and it will be difficult to change it then."

"There's still more than an hour, let's take my brother away." Ling Zixuan knew that the situation was serious.

"Your brother is more filial than you, he will not leave his mother to face an embarrassing situation alone." Fu Haotian snorted coldly.

"My brother is a fool." Ling Zixuan closed his eyes, "If my grandmother can come forward, everything will be easy." ”

"What if Old Lady Ling comes and thinks that this marriage is beneficial and harmless, and she agrees with both hands?"

"......" Ling Zixuan was speechless for a while, he really didn't think of this possibility.

"I thought about it all morning, but I didn't think of a good way, so I had to wait for you to make the next move, and I won't stop it." Fu Haotian absentmindedly took another move.

Ling Zixuan sat there without saying a word and thought for a long time, then he smiled.

"It's really not good, when the Song family arrived, I went downstairs and told them that my brother and ex-girlfriend Meng Zhihe already had an illegitimate child, and I didn't believe that this woman still wanted to hold on to my brother.

"This trick is ruthless enough, then have you figured out how to end it, if you damage the reputation of the Ling family like this, your parents will not let you go." Fu Haotian sometimes really has to admire Ling Zixuan, he is decisive at a young age.

"That's easier, you give me some money, and I'll go out and hide." Kung Fu is useless at high levels, and sometimes you have to run if you can't beat it.

"......" Fu Haotian was speechless

At nine o'clock, the Song family all appeared in the living room of the Ling family, Jiang Muqing's enthusiasm was quite dimensional, and he could not be cold, after all, this marriage was also needed by the Jiang family, and he could not be too enthusiastic, Ling Ziyu was the eldest son of the Ling family, and his identity was extraordinary.

Ling Ziyu was also invited out of the room and sat opposite Song Huiyao, although he was reluctant in his heart, the basic etiquette was not left behind, he was the eldest son of the Ling family, and his every move was the face of the Ling family, and this cognition was deeply ingrained in Ling Ziyu.

"It is worthy of being the son of the Ling family, not only is it a talent, but this aura is also extraordinary." Song Huiyao's mother Han Jiayi is not a son-in-law, but a blind date, the Ling family is worthy of being a wealthy family, as soon as she entered this villa, Mrs. Song was impressed, which is also the reason why Jiang Muqing proposed to meet in the Ling family for the first time.

"I heard that Ziyu has just graduated from university and held an important position in Feiyu Group, and the directors are very satisfied with his talent and conduct, and it is not easy to achieve such a level." Song Huiyao's father, Song Dechang, couldn't ask for this marriage, and became in-laws with the Ling family, and the business scale of the Song family would expand at least three times.

"None of this is important, the main thing is that the two children have this fate, especially Miss Huiyao, who is so generous and decent, and has a special heart for our Ziyu." Jiang Muqing said it tactfully, and the implication was that you came to take the initiative to climb on us.

"Yes, yes, yes, the children's opinion is the most important." Han Jiayi was eager to hear Ling Ziyu say his heart for her daughter in person.

"Miss Huiyao hasn't spoken, what do you think of our Ziyu." Jiang Muqing knew Song Huiyao's thoughts, but at this time, she had to hear Song Huiyao express her intentions first, which would help her better control her in the future.

"I, I am sincere to Ziyu, and I will cherish our fate." Song Huiyao seems to be weak, she has a solid family background since she was a child, everything is smooth, she doesn't have too much scheming, she doesn't have much feeling about the secret war between the elders, at a banquet, she accidentally broke her foot, Ling Ziyu helped her, and since then she has fallen in love with Ling Ziyu, and her parents have tried their best to promote it after they knew about it.

"What about Ziyu, what do you think of our Huiyao?" Han Jiayi saw that Ling Ziyu had not spoken, and was a little anxious.

Ling Ziyu's hands on his side were secretly clenched, what to say, how to say, sometimes he really hated himself for being incompetent, he couldn't help but look at his mother Jiang Muqing.

"Ziyu, he ......" Jiang Muqing knew that it was impossible for Ling Ziyu to confess, and wanted to say what he had to say for him.

"Ling Ziyu doesn't seem to be able to marry your family." Ling Zixuan suddenly rushed downstairs.

"Why did you come down, Fu Haotian." Jiang Muqing saw Ling Zixuan appear in the living room, and knew that if it wasn't good, he was a master who could do anything.

"Don't scream, I'll knock him out while he's not looking." Ling Zixuan couldn't say that Fu Haotian had released himself.

"Come on, get him out of here." Jiang Muqing was anxious.

Several bodyguards came out of a room and surrounded Ling Zixuan, the Song family was stunned by this sudden change, they all stood up, and Ling Ziyu let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't mind, my little son, it's a rebellious period, it's hard to manage." Jiang Muqing smiled reluctantly at the Song family.

In the midst of this chaos, two older men appeared at the door of the living room.

"What are you all doing?"

When everyone heard this majestic voice and looked back, Jiang Muqing couldn't help but gasp, it was actually the old lady Ling who had not been home for four years who spoke, and it was her younger brother Mo Yinglong standing behind her......