Chapter 171 The White Moonlight of Those Years 11
When the neighbors in the corridor heard the cries in the house and always liked to join in the fun, they all opened the door and stood in the corridor, crowding at the door to watch the fun.

There were more and more people at the door, and Li Feng, who was sitting on the ground, cried louder and louder.

What Xia Ling hates the most is family kidnapping.

"You have to pay it back." She looked at Mo Cheng, "Why don't you pay it back? You earned the money every penny. My daughter and I saved money to help them, but we still can't say yes, so why don't you pay it back? We are not the kind of rich people who spend money like paper. Pay back all the money within a year, or we will meet in court."

Li Feng cried louder and louder, beating her chest and feet, "I don't have a daughter like you! I raised a white-eyed wolf! My mother and younger brother don't care! I don't know anything to be grateful for!"

Xia Ling, who had already pushed the door to leave, heard Li Feng's words, turned her head slowly, looked at Li Feng, and her eyes were red all of a sudden.

"Grateful? What do you call me to be grateful? I am grateful that when I was in elementary school, everyone else had their parents to pick me up, and I was the only one who walked alone. When I came home from school, there was no one, no food? Or thank me Just after graduating from elementary school, you told me that my family had no money to support me, and you asked me to drop out of school? If I hadn’t used my summer vacation to work in a bookstore, let alone university, I wouldn’t have been able to go to junior high school. Others would go home to do their homework after school, but I You have to go to the restaurant to serve dishes, and you can only go home in the middle of the night. Sometimes you have to be beaten and scolded by your drunk father, where were you then? In the mahjong parlor, or on the bed of a wild man?"

Before everyone could react, Li Feng jumped up and slapped Xia Ling across the face.

Mo Cheng subconsciously stood in front of Xia Ling, glaring at Li Feng, "Is there anything you can't say well, do you have to do it?"

Li Feng's whole body couldn't stop trembling, and on his face with chloasma and bags under the eyes, there was no longer the look of being sloppy just now, replaced by the annoyance of being poked at the sore spot.

She pushed aside Mo Cheng, who stood in front of her, "Xia Ling! You are the one who has the least right to scold me in this world! I gave you life, and if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today Remember, you will always have to carry me behind your back, and you will never get rid of me for the rest of your life! Forever!"

Xia Ling was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand, touched her hot cheek lightly with the back of her hand, grinned, "Okay, after you pay back the money, then sue me. I will follow the court's rules, Pay your pension on a monthly basis, and you don’t want to get any of the rest.”

She took Mo Cheng's hand and walked out of the gate, and under the baptism of the eyes of the neighbors, she walked out of this old community.

Mo Cheng asked the driver to drive Xia Ling's car away, and then took Xia Ling to sit in his own car, planning to send Xia Ling home first, and then go to celebrate Lin Yimo's birthday by himself.

The two of them were silent all the way, and the car slowly stopped in the parking lot.

Mo Cheng glanced at Xia Ling who was sitting on the seat and staring out the window in a daze, "I, the company still has something to do, Wei Wei, I have already delivered it home."

The implication is that he is leaving now.

Xia Ling raised his head to look at the surrounding environment, and then suddenly realized, "Ah, I'm home."

After saying that, he got out of the car without asking any more questions.

Sitting in the car, Mo Cheng glanced at Xia Ling worriedly. Although he couldn't bear it, he started the car and drove outside.

Back home, Xia Ling was lying on the bed, and suddenly remembered what Li Feng said today.

If it weren't for having you, I wouldn't have fallen to where I am today!

Her mother also said this to her.

It was because of her that her father's company went bankrupt and she was in debt, so she could reluctantly endure this life of ups and downs.

It was because of her that my father tried his best to earn more money, which led to his final death.

All because of her.

But who is she going to blame?
Xia Ling lay on the bed with her eyes closed, motionless and extremely quiet.

The moonlight coming in from the window hit her, as if she was a dummy without blood and temperature.

Outside the door was the sound of my aunt coaxing Mo Weiwei to sleep.

In this world, she swore that she would not have children, nor did she want to drag another innocent life into this abyss.

The mobile phone placed by the bed vibrated constantly, Xia Ling turned over and grabbed the mobile phone.

The three unread messages on the phone all came from Lin Jiashu.

He asked if Xia Zhe was her brother and asked Xia Ling if she had anything to do today. He wanted to invite Xia Ling out for a drink.

Xia Ling thought about it for a while, thinking that the original owner didn't have many friends, and it looked like Mo Cheng would not be back for a long time tonight, so she made an "ok" expression, got up, changed clothes, and put on makeup.

The bar at eleven o'clock is the time when there are many people.

Xia Ling walked down the steps carefully on high heels, and followed the waiter in front of the crowd to find the seat information that Lin Jiashu had sent her.

Before anyone saw Lin Jiashu, suddenly there was a "bang" from the table diagonally in front, and then cheers from the people in the booth were heard.

Xia Ling looked towards the crowd and saw Mo Cheng sitting on his seat with a smile on his face, and sitting next to him was Lin Yimo, who was lying on his shoulders with a sweet smile on his face.

Really, it's not that enemies don't get together.

"Sister. You are here!"

Lin Jiashu ran towards him. Even with the dim light, Xia Ling could see the large and small wounds on his face at a glance.

She raised her hand and gently touched his dark eyes, and Lin Jiashu immediately hissed.

She asked, "Who hit it? Xia Zhe?"

"No." Lin Jiashu lowered his head and glanced at the position of her hand, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, led her to sit on the sofa, and waved his hand, "Sister, I know you are in a bad mood today, I'll treat you to this." , drink whatever you want, if it’s not enough, order more.”

Xia Ling glanced at the table, the table was full of beer, wine and cocktails.

She was a little surprised, "How many people did you call?!"

"It's just the two of us!" Lin Jiashu grinned, leaned over to pick up two glasses of cocktails, and handed one to Xia Ling, "Sister, open up and drink today! Forget all the unhappiness!"

The music became louder and louder, and Xia Ling's waking consciousness became less and less.

Cup after cup, I couldn't hear what Lin Jiashu was talking about.

She stood up in a daze, swayed her body and walked forward, "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back!"

"Let me go with you!" Lin Jiashu got up and supported Xia Ling who was a little unsteady, but she was pushed aside directly, saying that he doesn't need to be drunk, while staggering towards the bathroom.

Xia Ling didn't remember how she walked into the bathroom, but only remembered that after she became conscious, she found that she had already vomited and collapsed next to the toilet.

The music in the toilets is a bit quieter than the music outside.

Xia Ling supported the partition wall with both hands, and stood up slowly. As soon as he put his hands on the doorknob, he heard someone outside calling "Lin Yimo"'s name.

(End of this chapter)

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