This side was very lively, and the Ling Mansion was relatively empty and quiet.

When Ling Haofeng returned home, his father happened to be there, and his mother sat in the study with him to discuss things, and as soon as he got home, he was called to the study. He knew in his heart that since his father was also there, what he had to discuss was nothing more than his marriage.

Although the Ling family also has the drama of their fiancée, their family is still relatively democratic, and they will take into account Ling Haofeng's wishes before the matter is decided. Ling Haofeng has been the couple's excellent and proud son since he was a child, and he will never embarrass his parents. Such a gentle temperament is the same as that of her mother, Mrs. Ling.

Ling Tian took a fancy to the daughter of the Mu family. The noble Mu family in the capital has a strong family background, has been in politics for generations, and has produced 30 high-ranking officials. Mu Nan, the eldest son of the long house, is a young and promising diplomat, and his sister Mu Mu is ten years different from him, still studying, studying in the United States, and his family loves him like a treasure in the palm of his hand.

Ling Tian and the current head of the Mu family have a friendship of classmates, and the two families have a close relationship, and if this marriage can be completed, they will be happy. Ling Haofeng listened in silence, raised his head and smiled, "It's okay for my father to decide, I don't have any opinion." ”

Ling Tian knew that he must have replied like this, he thought about it and said, "Then our two families will make an appointment to meet, Feng'er, Mu Mu, you have seen it, when she was a child, she would come over to play during the New Year's holidays, and in the past few years, she has gone abroad, and the number of times she has seen her has decreased." ”

Ling Haofeng nodded and smiled, "She's a very good girl. ”

Mrs. Ling sat next to Ling Tian, looking at her son's gentle and handsome smile as before, but she couldn't bear his thoughts in her heart. She sighed, "Xiao Feng, come out with me." ”

She took a seat in his room, her face extremely serious, her eyes scrutinizing him. Ling Haofeng was puzzled, "Mother? ”

Madame Ling pulled him to sit beside her and asked him, "If you are not satisfied with anything, you can say it, you kid, you have everything in your heart, and you can't see it on your face at all." ”

"There's something I'm not satisfied with. The two families have been discussing since the beginning of the year, and now how can I not be satisfied. Mother, you think too much. ”

Madam Ling shook her head and looked at him carefully, her face was not abnormal, just as gentle as usual. She stood up and walked towards the door, "Probably I thought too much, Xiao Feng, if you decide, our two families will meet." I'm going to talk to your dad about the date. She walked to the door, some thoughts suddenly flashed in her mind, and she immediately turned around, "Xiao Feng, do you like the Lan family's Qingchuan?" This sentence was asked directly, Ling Haofeng was caught off guard, looked at his mother, and smiled, "Why do you think so?" ”

"Your relationship has always been very good, I also like that girl in Qingchuan, if you have her in your heart, it's not impossible, we all respect your opinion."

Ling Haofeng reluctantly interrupted her, "Mother, where did you think of it?" I have always regarded Qingchuan as my sister, and besides, she has grown up and has a heart. Mrs. Ling was stunned for a moment, "That ......"

"Okay, I'm really a little hard to accept, mother, Mu Mu I've always been treated as a little sister, and this has become my fiancée in a blink of an eye, I'm just a little unaccustomed to it." He stepped forward to help Mrs. Ling out, a little crying and laughing, "Don't think about it anymore." ”

Madam Ling touched his jade-like cheek and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's best if you don't have an opinion, and we're afraid that you will be difficult to accept." But Xiaofeng, you are not young anymore, everything we do is for you. ”

"I know." Ling Haofeng held her hand, "Don't worry. ”

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu, this sentence is very true. Ling Haofeng went back to the room and closed the door, he didn't tell his mother the truth. Looking at the deep blue night, he propped his hands on the window lattice and took a deep breath. He liked Lan Qingchuan and had to put it down. The pity and affection that have been born since childhood can only stay in that time. Lan Qingchuan is no longer the lonely little girl she used to be, she is gradually growing up, and there is no one in her heart. He watched quietly, happy for her.

Think of it as your own beautiful secret. He left the ledge and told himself in his mind.