The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"This matter, we are sorry for you." Mu Yuansheng put down the tableware, very serious, "We will do our best to minimize the harm to you."

"Don't do this." Ling Siwei smiled and stretched out his hand and shook his eyes, "I don't blame you."

"Xiao Wei, I want to ask you something."

"You ask."

Ling Siwei's eyes were calm, gentle and generous.

The temperament is as elegant as a chrysanthemum, and it feels very real and comfortable.

Mu Yuansheng looked at this face, familiar, but very strange.

He can't remember how many years he hasn't seen her.

When he left the Celestial Realm City that year and came back again, he heard that Mu Li'an had killed Ling Siwei.

I remember when he heard the news, he was really angry.

Even, to question Mu Li'an.

Mu Li'an only asked him, "Who is Ling Siwei?"

Ling Siwei at the time was not his.

It was never his.

It's just that Ling Siwei's clean, clear eyes, he couldn't believe that it was just like that.

At that time, everyone said that he liked Ling Siwei.

"Where have you been these years?"

The smile on Ling Siwei's face gradually faded.

The whole person was shrouded in gloom, "Mu Li'an killed me. Fortunately, I was dead, and survived with a sigh of life."

Mu Yuansheng frowned lightly.

"These years, I don't know how I got over it. But fortunately, I got over it." Ling Siwei's face reappeared with a happy smile, his eyes soft and bright looking at Mu Yuansheng, "Fortunately, you are here too. ."

She didn't elaborate on her past these years, and Mu Yuansheng didn't ask carefully.

I don’t talk about the past, either I don’t care, or I don’t want to talk about it.

...

Ling Siwei sat at the door, watching the direction where Mu Yuansheng's car was leaving.

She took away her eyes until the rear of the car was no longer visible.

Meng Ying stood behind her and watched for a long time.

"Miss Meng." Aunt Yan shouted.

This sound also screamed Ling Siwei.

She turned her head, met Meng Ying's gaze, and smiled, "You are up."

"Make you laugh."

"Snooze is a good thing, I don't even envy it." Ling Siwei slid the wheelchair over, "You must be hungry. Aunt Yan, you quickly prepare something for Meng Ying."

Ling Siwei looked like a nanny, like a mistress.

Meng Ying doesn't matter.

She sat on the dining chair, and Auntie Yan cooked a few more delicate side dishes and brought them to the table.

"This side dish is very unique."

"Ms. Ling prepared this." Aunt Yan said with a smile: "Ms. Ling got up early and began to pickle these small dishes. Mr. Ling doesn't have this good food, you are the first one to eat it."

Meng Ying suddenly pushed away.

The smile on Aunt Yan's face froze.

Ling Siwei didn't care.

"what's happenin?"

Aunt Yan was a little confused.

Once Ling Siwei prepared it, why did he push it away?

Isn't this embarrassing others?

"It's delicious. I'm afraid there won't be any Mu Yuansheng after eating it for a while. Save it first, and let him taste it when Mu Yuansheng comes back."

Meng Ying's words finally dispelled Aunt Yan's worries.

It turned out to be for the sake of Mr.

"It's okay, you can eat as you like. Asheng comes back, I will make it for him."

What Ling Siwei has done is really good.

Mengmeng no longer moved his chopsticks.

"I like to share." Meng Ying wiped her mouth.

She got up, "Auntie Yan, I won't come back to eat at noon."

"Good." Aunt Yan is used to it.

"Are you going out?" Ling Siwei asked.

"Ok."

"Can you... take me?" Ling Siwei said quickly: "I won't cause you trouble. I just want to go out and have a look. I haven't had a good look at this city for a long time."

In my eyes, there is a bit of longing.