After Ling Xun received her call, he immediately went downstairs.

Not far away, the front desk lady watched Ling Xun walk straight to Cheng Mu'an, her envious eyes straightened.

"Take it." Cheng Muan took out the candy from his bag and handed it to Ling Xun.

Ling Xun looked at the transparent packaging bag, and frowned: "Why is it not the previous packaging bag?" ”

"Truth be told, I made this candy myself. I also made the bags before, and the company that sold this candy has long since gone bankrupt. ”

Ling Xun: "......"

He really didn't see that she still had a knack for making candy!

"Isn't it shocking? How can a rich boy like you understand a person from a poor place? I didn't have snacks to eat when I was a child, so I could only think about making ...... myself" Cheng Muan's understated tone made people feel distressed.

But no matter what Ling Xun thinks of Cheng Mu'an, he doesn't think that Cheng Mu'an is a person from a poor place.

On the contrary, Cheng Muan should have received all kinds of training and education in order to be so good.

The woman who can make Ling Xun feel different, from beginning to now, is only Cheng Muan.

"Have you had lunch?" Cheng Mu'an's ears were red when he looked at him with deep and sharp eyes, "If you haven't eaten either, then you can invite me to a meal by the way." ”

……

Ling Xun took her to a high-end restaurant, which was kind of a reward for the candy she made for Momo.

After ordering the meal, Cheng Muan took a sip of water and opened his mouth first: "Have you brought Momo to check?" ”

"Yes."

"Did you check out anything wrong?"

Ling Xun's bright eyes glanced at Cheng Mu'an: "You seem to be particularly concerned about my son." ”

Cheng Mu'an had already typed the draft: "Who told your son to be lonely and have no mother?" I look at your son and have a feeling that he is also a fallen person at the end of the world. ”

Cheng Muan was sent to country N after he was born, and he never saw his mother.

Ling Xun had heard of this.

"You're wrong about one thing, my son is not alone." Ling Xun had never been so patient with a person before he became a father.

"Heh, I heard that your son only found you some time ago. Before he was with you, did you know how he was doing? Cheng Muan teased.

Ling Xun's thin lips pursed into a line, unwilling to think too badly about the child's affairs.

"Before he came to me, his real mother was supposed to be taking care of him."

"That's what you imagined, right?" Cheng Mu'an's smile became more and more imperceptibly colder.

Her heart is not as hard as iron, and there are places in her heart that hurt when she touches it.

"It's what I imagined, and if it wasn't, it was all in the past. I will take care of him in the future and not let him get hurt. "Ling Xun has strength and responsibility in every word.

A smile bloomed on Cheng Muan's face again.

Soon, all the meals ordered were served.

Cheng Muan was not hungry, so he ate slowly.

"Have you ever looked for the child's birth mother?" Cheng Muan casually brought up this topic.

"I found it."

"Did you find it?"

"Nope."

"I'm really curious what kind of woman can turn your fascination around...... Why aren't you two together? The smile on Cheng Muan's face became brighter and brighter, "I really want to hear the love story of the two of you." ”

With a 'snap', Ling Xun slapped the knife and fork on the table.

Then he took a napkin and elegantly printed the corners of his lips.

When I looked up at her, a cold light appeared in my eyes.

"You tell me the story of you and your ex-boyfriend first, and then I'll tell you about me and the child's mother."