Mommy, Please Wait To Be Loved

There is an old luxury residential area, which has been developed for nearly ten years, and many wealthy people have properties there.

Shi Qing's first thought was to make a call, but when she picked up the phone, she withdrew her finger again.

Obviously the other party had already guessed her whereabouts, and then she took the box one step ahead.

Now she fought in the past, only to startle.

Since others are already waiting for her at this address, she will go directly to the meeting to see who is so bold and dare to take away what grandpa left her!

When Shi Qing left the bank, he directly ordered the driver to drive towards Donghu Jingyuan.

Everyone in Los Angeles knows that area.

Every villa there has been sold at sky-high prices.

The car passed through rows of single-family villas, and finally stopped in front of the 29th fence.

Shi Qing got out of the car and the bodyguards wanted to keep up. She was worried that there were too many people and the other party was reluctant to show up, so she went to visit a friend and asked them to wait outside.

The fence is white, and the emerald green dill spreads like a ribbon. It is fresh and comfortable. The part of the fence to the living room is paved with bluestone slabs inlaid on the lawn, which is simple and elegant, creating an interesting contrast.

Every part of the courtyard is meticulous, and even the flowers and plants raised are Shiqing's favorite magnolia flowers.

Above the head is a metal elevated frame with tangled branches, and the thin transparent glass forms a huge glass house effect. It is obviously winter, but there are out-of-season magnolia blossoms, clusters of flowers resembling clean and elegant snow.

The whole villa is decorated in Chinese style. Pushing open the door of the living room, the ink-stained book fragrance rushes towards you, palace chandeliers, red sandalwood bogu frames, elegant huanghuali wood floors, and exquisite hanging fans, everything is primitive Elegant, meticulously crafted, gentle and atmospheric, with profound meaning.

Every time Shi Qing took a step, every touch she touched, her fingertips couldn't stand the trembling, and the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger, as if time went back in time, returning to her school days.

"What are you painting?" The seat behind the boy stuck his head out.

She immediately covered the drawing: "I won't show it to you."

"Cut." The teenager disdainfully said, "I'm angry, don't watch if you don't look, and I won't watch it in the future."

She surrendered, took away her hand, and presented the drawing with joy: "Look, see, this is my future home, I want to paint a palace, and I am the queen inside."

"You are the queen, what am I?"

"Are you?" She thought for a while and smiled: "You are the queen's husband."

...

The dusty memory struck intensely, Shi Qing's face was solemn, everything here was obviously her previous dream, but now it made her fear and uneasy.

I wanted to quit and turned around quickly, but the door behind me opened at this moment——

"clear!"

The familiar voice sounded, making Shi Qing's hand about to open the door pause.

Even if Shi Qing didn't turn around, she knew who it was.

This gentle sound like the sun was once the whole of her world, but now it has become a stain in her life, all the jokes.

When you love someone, you can't wait to give him everything you have, but when the love is consumed and the person appears in front of your eyes, all that is left to you is flies-like nausea.

Shi Qing didn't even want to say a word to He Xingze, feeling that it was a waste of time.

He pushed open the door decisively and wanted to get out.

At this time, huge power came from the wrist, and the body was pulled back: "Sunny, you are here, why are you leaving? Look at everything here, don’t you feel familiar? This is the home of your dreams. Ah, I did it, do you have any surprises?"

Surprised his sister! She was dirty back then, and later wanted to marry Shi Yu. What kind of affectionate money can you play with her now? ! Shi Qing threw his hand away: "Master He, please respect yourself!"

"Do you have to talk to me like this?" He Xingze frowned, his eyes deep, no longer simple.

Shi Qing took out the wet tissue paper from her bag and wiped the wrist held by He Xingze slowly, with a full face of disgust: "Then how do you want to talk to you? Is it like a woman outside, who smiles when she sees you? Sorry, I don’t have that leisurely feeling."

"Qing, you misunderstood me, Shi Yu and I..."

"Enough!" Shi Qing crumpled the wiped tissues into a ball, then threw it on the expensive and tidy floor unceremoniously, raised her eyelids lazily, and sneered: "You tried your best to call me here. Is it just to listen to the story between you? Then I will disappoint Young Master He. Your story is completely useless except to make me feel sick."

In order to prepare everything for today, He Xingze spent a large sum of money to visit those skilled craftsmen who can work day and night.

He picked every inch of wood and every brick and stone slab with his own hands, and decorated them completely according to Shi Qing's previous drawings, for fear of a little flaw.

For today's reunion, he wanted to create the familiar and intimate atmosphere of the past.

Shi Qing’s personality, he could not be more clear. He used to do a little bit, even if he just bought a bottle of cheap mineral water for her, Shi Qing would be touched. If she knew, he made her a home for her. Dream, she didn't know how moved.

But he made a mistake, even if he was prepared in his heart, he didn't expect such a bad result.

Shi Qing's indifferent and alienated tone instantly opened the distance between the two of them by thousands of miles.

Why does she change?

What's her confidence change?

In the past, Shi Qing was like a magnolia blossom blooming outside on a tree, simple, soft, and so soft that he rubbed it.

But now, Shi Qing has changed.

The last time he caught a glimpse on the yacht, his heart couldn't help beating again for her, as strong as a twelfth-level tsunami.

I never expected Shi Qing to have such a side, amorous and charming, the moment she got off the plane, she was so stunning that all women were overshadowed, and all men admired it.

It was the hand on the plane that allowed her to show such brilliance.

It was a man's hand, and just exposed for a moment, it made people feel the aura of strong oppression, that is the power that can reverse the universe.

When I think of a woman who once belonged to me, now being held by such a hand, the jealousy in my heart grows like a cell.

"Is he right?" He Xingze's soft and jade face was ugly twisted together, and it looked like a cannibal devil: "The reason why you are so confident now is that he is backing you behind, right!"

Shi Qing felt the danger and involuntarily took a step back: "Why are you?"

He Xingze’s blood filled his pupils: "Just give me a cuckold man! Six years ago, you betrayed me for him, gave birth to him, and didn’t even want any status. When he was a shameless mistress, he was abandoned by him, and now Are you together?"

When things turned out six years ago, Shi Qing's face instantly paled.

It's like a wound buried deep in my heart, thickly scabbed by time.

He Xingze cruelly lifted it first, revealing the bright red flesh and blood inside, and the hidden pain spread out.

Everyone is qualified to question her, He Xingze does not.

When something like that happened, the whole world collapsed.

The first thing she thought of was He Xingze. He was her god. She was bullied. He should help her find the murderer and vent her anger.

But unexpectedly, not only did he not help himself, he also fell into trouble.

Shi Qing would never forget. She had a big belly and was locked up in a dark room with no sky.

She spent her life in exchange for a minute to call, but what she heard was the news that he and Shigure were engaged.

By now, Shi Qing didn't want to explain a word at all.

Because it is not necessary.

She wanted to walk outside the door.

He Xingze saw her intention and simply stood in front of her. Her indifference was relative. From the man's point of view, it was a guilty conscience: "What are you hiding? I stepped on your painful foot, right?"

Shi Qing smiled and looked at him sarcastically: "Right or wrong, you have a dime relationship? Why are you questioning me?"

"You admit it." The blue veins on He Xingze's forehead jumped, and he endured it for a long time before he suppressed the urge to hit someone by force: "You tell me now, who is he?"

I was afraid that she would not understand, and emphasized: "The person behind you as your backer, the person who used you to deal with me, who on earth is he!!"

Shi Qing: "..."

Did she go out without reading the almanac before she encountered a neurosis of persecuted delusion?

"Have you enough trouble?"

His seriousness was regarded as a nonsense by her.

He Xingze smoked with anger: "You won't come out, okay, I have a way to let you. Don't you want that will? As long as you give his name, I will return the will to you!"

Shi Qing's heart was like water, and finally there was a wave of waves: "Where is the will?"

It's impossible to think about it.

Everyone involved in the case knows that she now needs a will to prove that Shi's shares belong to her.

Perhaps He Xingze defrauded her.

"You lied to me? How could my grandfather's will be in the hands of your family?"

Seeing Shi Qing's reaction, He Xingze's flustered heart finally settled: "2914158, is it the password of your bank account? I remember that there is a silver box inside, and the lock of the box is still gold inlaid with jade..."

Listening to him coming out of the box in the slightest, fear slowly appeared on Shi Qing's pretty face.

How can he have a bank password?

The will is really in his hands!

He Xingze grasped the right to speak, thinking that she would compromise, so he raised his hand to touch her still tender face.

Shi Qing seemed to be stung by a scorpion, her head tilted and she avoided it.

He Xingze’s hand fell free, and he stared at Kongkong’s fingers for a few seconds, “I think you don’t want a will anymore. As long as you tell me his name, I will give you the will and never break my word. You consider it. Well, Qingqing, you know, I don’t like procrastination."