After Ling Yun was busy with everything, it was already past eight o'clock, and at this time, the mobile phone rang.

"Hey, Mama, guess who I am?"

An Qing on the other end of the phone had a black line on her face, she may have given birth to a fake daughter.

"I guess you're Ling Yueqian, my good baby, right?"

"Wow, Ma Ma is so powerful, you will know it's me when you guess. ”

The little guy chatted with his mother and said a lot of things, Ling Yun listened to it, and did not interject, but slowly fell into the memory.

Sissi's mother is Lingyun's senior sister in college, the goddess of the music department, and Lingyun has been a two-time great.

In Ling Yun's junior year, An Qing was already a well-known actress, Ling Yun only knew a few goddesses in college, but she didn't know An Qing yet.

Lingyun worked part-time in college, that is, a bar waiter, one night, Lingyun, who returned to school after doing part-time, met a drunk An Qing near the bar, Lingyun at that time was not as determined as Lingyun in front of him, and he was fascinated by An Qing at a glance.

The drunk An Qing didn't care who it was, so she dragged him into the bar to drink again, Ling Yun was worried that something would happen to her and she didn't refuse, joke, how could she refuse this.

As a result, the two of them rolled the sheets together after getting drunk, and An Qing, who woke up the next day, was going crazy, the first time it was gone, who is this guy in front of him, although he looks good, but he has a marriage contract!

If his family knew about it, he would definitely be in big trouble, and An Qing, who thought about it, finally decided to cut off all relations with the person in front of him, but it was so bloody that she was actually pregnant.

Afterwards, An Qing investigated Ling Yun and knew that he was the imperial capital Ling's family, and he was not a person who deliberately approached him, and he also studied at Jinling University, and everything with him was an accident.

An Qing didn't want to be a victim of her family, so she didn't accept her fingertips for marriage, so she could only escape, quietly left her family's attention, and secretly gave birth to Xiao Xiqian in the United States.

But after leaving the support of the family's industry, he cut off all contact with his family, and the money he earned in the past two years was almost spent, what should he do if he has no money.

When her daughter was more than a year old, she decided to return to China for development, and she could only hand over her daughter to the child and her father to raise, although she didn't want Ling Yun to take care of her daughter, and after returning to China, she investigated this man again, and her life was a mess, but she really couldn't find a suitable candidate.

Half an hour later, Xiao Qianqian shook Ling Yun.

"Baba, Ma Ma said she loves you" and handed him the phone.

An Qing on the other end of the phone was cheated by her own daughter again.

"Hey," Ling Yun said.

"You give me some peace, don't play games all day and don't take care of my daughter" There is some hatred on the other side

"Don't worry, I will take care of my daughter in the future, and I won't play games in the future"

"That's the best, I hope you're not perfunctory to me, listen to your daughter, you made something delicious for her tonight?" Hearing his daughter praise him for his good cooking skills, An Qing didn't believe it, it is estimated that he ordered takeaway from a five-star hotel and lied to his daughter, this guy is getting more and more disagreeable, and he must repair him when he has time.

"Well, I promised her that I would cook for her in the future"

"Huh"

An Qing seemed to be listening to a joke.

For An Qing's hehe, Ling Yun knew that she didn't believe in herself, and he didn't care, she loved it or not.

After ending the call, Ling Yun bathed her daughter, during which Qian Qian was clamoring for Ling Yun to tell a story, but she had no choice but to tell a few stories from memory, not to mention that if these stories were passed out, I don't know how many publishers would rush to ask for authorization.