Ling Zijin supported Liu Qingyue, whose feet were not in the same line, all the way.

Rao is Liu Qingyue is thin body, and he also sweated a lot, and finally settled Liu Qingyue into the carriage, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The housekeeper of Fu Yin's Mansion caught up, and the little servant behind him held a tray in his hand.

Butler: "Master Ling, today's banquet is very satisfied, this is a small thank you gift, please ask Ling Gongzi to hand it over to Miss Liu." In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will ask Miss Liu to give me a little guidance to the cooks in the house. ”

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, the little guy stepped forward and tore open the silk cloth on the tray, revealing the neatly arranged ingots inside.

Ling Zijin arched his hand: "Thank you for the reward, when Miss Liu wakes up, I will hand it over." ”

With that, Ling Zijin took the tray and left.

After the carriage walked out of a distance, Ling Zijin gently buckled the wall of the carriage: "Get up, go away." ”

In the car, Liu Qingyue, who was pretending to be drunk, sat up, quietly opened the curtain a little, and asked straight to the point: "What is the identity of the man in blue just now?" ”

Ling Zijin leaned sideways against the carriage, and his tone was a little heavy: "Why did you ask about him?" ”

Obviously, it was just an ordinary inquiry, but Ling Zijin's tone was a little rushed, and he unconsciously let out a trace of sourness.

It's just that both of them are a little sluggish and completely unaware.

Liu Qingyue thought that Ling Zijin was just a normal discussion, so she responded simply: "A few days ago, when I was wandering outside with a bend, I accidentally saw him and the middle-aged man who stopped me that day. ”

Ling Zijin's gaze suddenly became cold.

Liu Qingyue's heart moved: "Who is that young man in blue?" ”

Ling Zijin pursed his lips and paused word by word: "He is the son of my second uncle's family, my cousin Ling Ziyi." ”

Cousin......

It looks like it's right and wrong in the door of the mansion again.

Liu Qingyue frowned a little annoyed, hummed lightly, and sat back in the carriage.

She didn't like these intrigues, and she didn't want to get involved, after all, those dark things didn't help anything other than restrain her steps.

She can even let go of the best relatives in Nanshan Village gently, just to save time and effort, she is even more reluctant to get involved in Ling Zijin's family affairs.

Ling Zijin sat quietly outside for a while, sighed, and gently lifted the curtain.

Liu Qingyue's expression was calm, but Ling Zijin was keenly aware of her displeasure.

"Qingyue, I'm sorry to bother you."

Liu Qingyue was silent.

Ling Zijin pursed his lower lip: "Don't worry, I will settle the matter, and I won't let him disturb you again in the future, let alone let you encounter the same danger as last time." ”

Liu Qingyue looked at Ling Zijin's low-voiced appearance, and she also felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

She sighed lightly: "Ling Gongzi, I'm not afraid of danger, I'm afraid of trouble." I have important things to do and I don't want to get too busy. ”

Ling Zijin nodded abruptly, clearly knowing that the important things that Liu Qingyue said had nothing to do with him.

Partially, he now wants to have something to do with her.

The tighter, the better.

Some people, when you have never opened your mind, no matter how good she is, you will not be tempted.

But once you open your mind, you will suddenly find that even if she doesn't do anything, she will attract your attention and enter your heart little by little.

Liu Qingyue is such an existence for Ling Zijin.

Although the courtship that day seemed like a joke, it made Ling Zijin begin to face Liu Qingyue squarely.

Then, day by day, I felt better about her.

Although he doesn't like it very deeply at the moment, he admires Liu Qingyue.

I also thought about it, if I had to find someone to marry, it seemed that no woman could make him more willing to accept it than Liu Qingyue.

It's a pity that Liu Qingyue is really unintentional.

Regardless of whether he is the son of the Ling family or not, no matter what his appearance is or how rich his net worth is, she never looks at him in her eyes, she only regards him as a friend.

Frank and swaying.

But there is no way forward.

Ling Zijin, who can be called the pride of heaven, tasted for the first time in his life what it means to ask for but not be able to be.