private marriage

The name is unfamiliar.

Ling Shaocheng had thought of this a long time ago, Ling Nuanqing would definitely not use her name outside.

but……

This voice is also unfamiliar, not as crisp and sweet as Ling Nuanqing, she is hoarse with some vicissitudes of life, she is not alone at all.

Ling Shaocheng couldn't hide his disappointment at the bottom of the pool, he couldn't be more disappointed, of course this kind of woman couldn't be Ling Nuanqing.

"Why are you still standing there? Get lost." Qian Xiaoxiao pushed her hand towards Ling Nuanqing again.

Before her knees straightened up, she was stopped by Wang Mang, "You all say she is extremely ugly, how ugly is she? I'm quite interested."

"Brother Mang," Qian Xiaoxiao squeezed her voice, leaned over to hug the man's leg weakly and bonelessly, "You ordered so much good wine tonight, and there are guests here, don't be too curious, look I have a bad appetite recently, and it's because of her face."

Wang Mang leaned forward suddenly, seeing that her hand was about to touch Ling Nuanqing's mask, she quickly stepped back and slapped the man on the back of his hand.

After beating him, Ling Nuanqing felt that something was wrong, "I'm sorry."

"Are you brave enough to eat a leopard?" Qian Xiaoxiao pointed at her, and Wang Mang shook off her right hand, which was red by her slap, "It's quite individual."

Ling Shaocheng and Mr. Zhang were sitting next to each other, with staring eyes and indifferent expressions. Neither of them would stand up for an irrelevant person, and they didn't even bother to say a word of intercession for her.

Wang Mang smiled, "I have to see your true face today."

"Brother Mang, don't be like this." Ling Nuanqing managed to avoid Ling Shaocheng's eyes, but she didn't want to fall on this bastard, "I really don't have the face to face others, it won't be good if it affects your mood later."

Ling Shaocheng tapped his fingers on the wine glass, and he didn't take a sip, just killing time, even Mr. Zhang could see the extreme impatience that was coming from the bottom of the pool.

Wang Mang wasn't in the mood for a serious talk at all, and he didn't know how powerful Ling Shaocheng was, so he just wanted to spend money like this, it's a little bit more money.

Ling Nuanqing wanted to get up, but Wang Mang was a rough man, and he would not treat a woman with an ugly label even more.

He raised his leg to step on Ling Nuanqing's shoulder, and then slowly stood up. Her upper body was straightened. Wang Mang exerted more force on the soles of his feet, and Ling Nuanqing had to support the ground with both hands.

"Sister Su is really too, why did you leave her when you knew she was ugly?"

Ling Shaocheng held the transparent wine glass with two fingers, and the bright yellow liquid swayed along the glass wall. Through the hazy glass surface, he saw that this woman really looked like Ling Nuanqing.

She has been in exile for five years, and she doesn't know how she lives. Has she ever been bullied like this?
Even dignity will be trampled underfoot.

If she was Ling Nuanqing, Ling Shaocheng would be light if he unloaded Wang Mang's leg today.But she is not!So no one cares about her life or death.

"Why are you so hypocritical?" Qian Xiaoxiao raised her hand to pull Ling Nuanqing's mask, she raised her arm to stop it, but Wang Mang's foot stepped on her shoulder, she couldn't exert much strength at all.

Ling Nuanqing's mask fell to the ground, and her hair fell loose, so she quickly covered it with her hands.

Ling Shaocheng just glanced, the woman's hair and hands covered the lower half of her face, and the light in the box was dim, making the blue birthmark on her face even more obvious.

"I'm sorry, ghost!" Wang Mang backed away in fright, and fell down on the sofa.

Looking at it like this, she couldn't see Ling Nuanqing's true face at all, so she quickly picked up the mask and put it back on her face.

Qian Xiaoxiao ran her palm along Wang Mang's chest, "I told you, it will scare you to death."

"How can there be such an ugly person?"

Ling Nuanqing supported the coffee table and stood up. When she left, no one stopped her, and she heard Qian Xiaoxiao disdainfully say, "He was brought out of the mother's womb, and his face is covered all over. Does it look like a blue-faced beast? Hahahaha -"

Wang Mang lost his appetite and wanted to vomit, all the wine on the table was drunk, and he hadn't had time to pour it.

He glanced at Ling Shaocheng's hand, reached out and snatched his wine glass away.

Mr. Zhang was so frightened that his face turned pale. He watched the wine stains overflow from the cup, and a few drops splashed on Ling Shaocheng's suit pants.

Wang Mang drank the wine in the glass, Ling Shaocheng had a stern face, and his fingers were still holding the wine glass, Ling Nuanqing walked outside the box, turned around and closed the door.

Through the door that was gradually closing, she saw that the man's face had turned cold, the corners of his mouth were drawn expressionlessly, and the dark atmosphere around him wrapped in the warm light in the box, Ling Shaocheng put his arm back.

"It's finally more comfortable, Mr. Ling, don't you mind?"

The assistant took out a tissue, and Ling Shaocheng wiped his legs gracefully after taking the hand, "Of course I don't mind."

Ling Nuanqing closed the door, her legs trembled and she couldn't walk. She leaned against the wall next to the box, scratching and scratching with her fingers restlessly.

Fan Xiaozhu rushed out from a box, covering her mouth as if about to vomit, seeing Ling Nuanqing standing there like a door god, she hurried up to her, "What's wrong?"

Ling Nuanqing pointed at the box.

"?"

Fan Xiaozhu pushed open the door secretly, glanced inside twice, his eyes straightened with fright.

She grabbed Ling Nuanqing's arm and walked forward, "Hurry up and go home now, I'm here to ask for leave from Sister Su, hurry up."

Ling Nuanqing didn't dare to stay here, and slipped back after returning to the lounge.

Fan Xiaozhu came home early in the morning, the light in the living room was on, she changed into her slippers and went in, and saw Ling Nuanqing lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

She couldn't bear to wake her up, picked up a thin quilt and wanted to cover her, Ling Nuanqing was startled and opened her eyes.

"Why don't you go to sleep in your room?"

"I don't trust you. I've been restless these two days." Ling Nuanqing sat up and hugged Fan Xiaozhu's shoulders tightly, "Zhuzi, I can't run anymore, I really can't run anymore."

"Let's not run away. It's the same wherever we go. Didn't he recognize you?"

That dog man has been chasing them like a mad dog for several years, wishing to drive them into a poor alley.

Ling Nuanqing couldn't help touching her face when she heard the words. "Yes, it seems that I am really ugly enough to be disgusting."

"Fart, my Tiansheng looks good."

"My voice has also changed, or else I will definitely reveal my truth tonight."

Fan Xiaozhu rubbed Ling Nuanqing's little face distressedly, thinking of that night many years ago, she still felt horrified.She walked around the gate of hell, screaming until her voice became hoarse, and her vocal cords were severely damaged. What's the difference between reborn and reborn?

"That little bitch Qian Xiaoxiao, she must be targeting you again tonight, right? How dare you take off your mask, wait!"

Ling Nuanqing hugged her legs with her hands, her face was itchy, she scratched it a few times. "Please help me and Sister Su take a few days off. During this time, I will stay at home to avoid the limelight."

If she hides, she can always survive until the day Ling Shaocheng returns.