At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Fei woke up from meditation, and the sound of his mother and Mu Qingcheng talking came from the living room.

Ling Fei rubbed his neck, jumped off the bed, and opened the door to go downstairs.

As he walked through the bathroom, Ling Fei had a keen sense of hearing and heard the sound of sobbing inside.

He couldn't help frowning slightly, and when he opened the door, Ling Xiaoqing's small figure was sitting on the toilet sobbing.

Seeing Ling Fei come in, she immediately stood up in a bit of a panic and wiped her tears with her sleeve.

Ling Fei squatted down and touched her little head.

"Xiaoqing, why are you crying?"

Ling Xiaoqing lowered his little head, rubbed the corners of his clothes with his little hands, and refused to speak.

"Did your mom beat you?"

"Nope."

Ling Xiaoqing shook his little head like a rattle.

"Who's bullying you? You tell your brother, and he will help you get revenge. ”

Ling Xiaoqing raised his head like a thief, glanced at Ling Fei secretly, and said:

"You can't help me."

Ling Fei smiled.

"You didn't say it, how do you know I can't help you? Tell me, and I promise to get your revenge. ”

Ling Xiaoqing pouted, and then reluctantly said:

"It's Brother Ling Fei."

"Huh? Did I provoke you? ”

Ling Fei was speechless.

"You didn't bully me, but you did bully Mom. Mom went to bring yogurt to my brother, but my brother refused, so my mother was sad. ”

Ling Fei was stunned, his brows furrowed.

"It's a matter between adults, you're still young, you don't understand."

"No, I know, I know!"

Ling Xiaoqing looked at Ling Fei stubbornly.

"I know that my mother has always liked my brother, she will read his name in her dreams every night, and she will look at his brother's photos on her phone every day! Mom's phone doesn't even have a photo of Xiaoqing. ”

Ling Fei was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer Ling Xiaoqing.

Ling Xiaoqing reached out and grabbed Ling Fei's hand, shaking Ling Fei's arm coquettishly.

"Brother Ling Fei, are you okay to be my father? Mom really likes you, she thinks about you every day now, Xiaoqing looks so distressed. ”

Ling Fei stood up and let go of Ling Xiaoqing's hand.

"I respect your mother, she is four years older than me, but she is always protecting me and thinking about me, but it is because I respect her that I can't like her. The identity between us does not allow us to have any thoughts that we should not have. You're young, you don't understand. In the future, don't say this kind of thing again. ”

With that, Ling Fei turned to leave, leaving Ling Xiaoqing behind, biting his thin lip, tears rolling in his eyes.

Walking out of the bathroom, at the end of the corridor, Ling Yue's door also happened to open, and the two of them looked at each other at both ends of the corridor, wanting to stop talking.

Ling Yue's eyes were slightly red, and it seemed that she had just cried for a long time, which made people feel a little distressed.

But Ling Fei knew that he shouldn't have any mercy, and he shouldn't give her any thoughts.

"Your eyes, don't keep on me, it's useless, it won't lead to anything."

He turned around and went downstairs without paying any more attention to Ling Yue.

Downstairs, Jiang Yingxue and Mu Chengcheng were chatting with their mother, and the two daughters were like intimate little padded jackets, coaxing Ling's mother to laugh again and again, not to mention how happy they were.

Seeing Ling Fei coming down, Ling Mu immediately beckoned to Ling Fei and said:

"Son, we were talking about marriage just now, when are you going to get married?"

Ling Fei smiled lightly:

"I told them before that after Yanjing came back, they would prepare for the wedding, but then something happened and it was delayed. Now, it seems, it's time too. ”

After Ling Fei said this, the two girls were shy and didn't dare to raise their heads.

Ling's mother was very happy.

"That's going to have a good time, back then, when I got married to your father, I didn't even hold a banquet, and my mother died. When it comes to the daughter-in-law, what's the matter, I can't leave any regrets! ”

"Don't worry, I won't be willing to let the two of them be wronged."

Ling's mother's eyes lit up.

"Then let's go see the wedding dress first, Mom dreams of seeing a beautiful wedding dress! Just right, I also made up the wedding photos of me and your father. ”

Ling Fei smiled bitterly:

"Mom, do you want to marry me, or do you want to make up a wedding for you and Dad?"

Ling Mu waved her hand.

"Don't worry, my mother won't steal your limelight, I just want to make up a wedding photo with your father at most."

"Okay, I don't know which bridal shop in Jiangbei is better, I'll call and ask."

Ling Fei contacted Chu Wenhu, and Chu Wenhu immediately patted himself on the back, and wanted to personally arrange the best wedding photo studio for Ling Fei, and immediately sent someone to pick up Ling Fei.

Half an hour passed, and three Bentleys stopped at the door of the Mu family's villa.

"Old man, go quickly, look at the wedding dress!"

Ling's mother was happy like a child, pulled Ling's father and ran away, and got into the first car.

Ling Fei smiled helplessly, and whispered to the two women:

"Let's go too."

"Hmm."

The two women whispered, nodded, and shyly followed Ling Fei into the car.

Ling Yue's expression was a little gloomy, and she pulled Ling Xiaoqing and got into the third car.

After the car drove out of the community, a Volkswagen Santana at the entrance of the community immediately followed.

Ling Fei and the others soon came to the city center, a bridal shop called Aristocrat, located above the Jiangbei Building, occupying the top six floors, and the scale alone was comparable to the big shopping malls in the small county town.

Chu Wenhu personally took the boss of the bridal shop to greet him at the door.

"Mr. Ling, you're here."

"Hmm."

Ling Fei nodded, Ling Mu glanced at the side, and couldn't help frowning:

"Why isn't there a single person in this bridal shop? Isn't that bad? ”

Chu Wenhu couldn't cry or laugh.

"Mrs. Ling, this is Mr. Ling's wedding photos, we must empty all the customers and serve Mr. Ling alone."

"Oh! So that's it! Old man, go inside, no one is robbing us today, let's take a few more photos. ”

Ling's mother pulled Ling's father in, and Chu Wenhu was a little puzzled.

Ling Fei smiled and explained:

"My mom also wants to make up a wedding photo, you can send a group of people to give them two photos. Let's take a look at a few of them. ”

"I see, that's okay, I'll go and prepare it right away."

Chu Wenhu ordered the boss of the bridal shop to take care of Ling Fei's parents, and he took a team of people to serve Ling Fei.

Several people came to the first floor where wedding dresses were kept, and Mu Tingcheng and Jiang Yingxue saw hundreds of sets of wedding dresses, their eyes were straight, and they immediately stepped forward to choose a wedding dress.

Ling Fei waited in the back, he wasn't very interested in these.

Ling Xiaoqing couldn't help but push her mother.

"Mom, why don't you go and see it too?"

Ling Yue smiled, but didn't say much.

Her eyes have always been on Ling Fei, never moved away, she didn't want much, just looking at Ling Fei from a distance was enough.

But at this time, there was an extra figure in her eyes, Ling Yue frowned, a bad feeling welled up in her heart, she didn't hesitate for a moment, she suddenly took a step and walked towards Ling Fei.

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