Wrong marriage! The black-bellied uncle wants a legitimate status every day

After hanging up the phone with Sheng Yuan, Lin Mingmo walked out of the bathroom.

Although the cell phone incident was strange, she didn't know how to figure it out for the moment, so she had to put it aside for the time being.

At this time, she was in the hospital, holding a brochure of the hospital's nephrology department in her hand.

She didn't know what happened, but when Sheng Yuan asked her, she inexplicably told a little lie.

Maybe she was afraid that Sheng Yuan would say that she was running around, or maybe it was because she felt that Sheng Yuan was hostile towards her uncle.

In short, Lin Mingmo at this time had no idea that this harmless lie was like a small stone, which seemed harmless but was buried in Sheng Yuan's heart.

Lin Mingmo has consulted a professional doctor. Generally, kidney transplants are recommended for those with end-stage chronic kidney disease or renal failure.

Although my uncle tried his best to behave like a normal person, his illness might have reached a stage that was life-threatening.

The biggest difficulty in performing a kidney transplant is not money or technology, but the kidney donor.

Organ transplantation has always been in greater demand than supply, not to mention the need for successful matching. Many people have their hopes dashed again and again while waiting for a donor.

I guess this is why my uncle has such a negative attitude.

When Lin Mingmo thought of him smiling and saying, "When I die, everything will be yours," her heart ached.

She had just been reunited with her uncle and didn't want to lose him.

But... Lin Mingmo unconsciously clenched her hands tightly, causing the brochure in her hand to become wrinkled.

She let out a long sigh.

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After leaving the old house, Sheng Yuan returned to the company to deal with work matters. When he returned to the house in Yumei Garden, it was already evening.

Although Lin Mingmo has a locator on her phone, Sheng Yuan can keep track of her whereabouts at any time.

But he didn't.

Sheng Yuan became more and more curious about what Lin Mingmo and the so-called uncle wanted to get from him.

Is Lin Mingmo a hunter or a prey?

When I opened the door, I was hit by a burnt smell.

He frowned and strode towards the kitchen.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Mingmo turned around in panic, trying to cover up her mistake with her body, "Nothing... nothing..."

She was wearing a cute apron, her hair was tied into a bun, and she was holding a pot lid in her left hand and a spatula in her right hand. It was obvious that she was ready to show off her skills in the kitchen.

But… Sheng Yuan reluctantly pulled her away from the stove and shook his head, saying, “This skill… is better not to be displayed.”

Lin Mingmo's face was full of embarrassment, with beads of sweat on her forehead.

"I followed the instructions exactly... I don't know what went wrong."

Sheng Yuan glanced at the black object in the pot and sighed softly, "There's not enough oil, and the fire is too big..."

As he spoke, Sheng Yuan bent down and took the pot lid and spatula from Lin Mingmo's hands.

He rubbed Lin Mingmo's aggrieved face and asked with a smile, "So you're the one who can't take care of yourself. No wonder you made such a fuss when you saw me frying an egg, huh?"

The doting and teasing tone failed to dispel Lin Mingmo's shame.

"I just...just..." She bit her lower lip, her eyes red.

She had never failed to make instant noodles before, so why did she fail when she tried to make an omelet today?

"Just what?" Sheng Yuan rubbed Lin Mingmo's hair and turned around to clean up the mess she made.

Fortunately, all you have to do is throw the pot away.

He doesn't like the cleaning work.

Lin Mingmo's voice came weakly from behind.

"I've never been in love... I don't know what people in love do..."

"So I was walking by a bookstore and saw a book called 100 Things to Do When You're in Love, and I bought it..."

Sheng Yuan paused slightly and turned to look at Lin Mingmo.

Her face was flushed, with a hint of embarrassment and guilt, and her hands were entangled together, twisting and twirling.

He couldn't help but chuckle, his heart moved slightly, "So... you admit that we are in a relationship?"

"What else?" Lin Mingmo asked back with a pursed mouth without hesitation.

Although the identity of "couple" is dispensable to them, their relationship can only be hidden in the shadows.

But after all, Lin Mingmo decided from the beginning to have a relationship that was destined to end in a breakup, so there must be a sense of ritual.

She looked into Sheng Yuan's eyes and asked, "You've been pestering me for so long. If you don't want to fall in love with me, are you just simply greedy for my body?"

Sheng Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly. When he heard the answer, he didn't seem as happy as he had imagined.

Ever since he first felt the urge to take responsibility for her, Sheng Yuan's heart had never changed. Even though he was rejected many times, even though he tried to waver, he still couldn't help but look for her...

Sheng Yuan admitted that he was not a persistent person, nor was he a deeply affectionate person.

I was initially attracted to Lin Mingmo mainly because of her body...

I don’t know from which moment “making her happy” became more important than “making myself happy”.

But at this moment, thinking that there was an ulterior motive behind Lin Mingmo's gentle smile, he could no longer disguise his emotions and make himself smile happily.

Sheng Yuan had no choice but to lower his head slightly, with his hair covering his eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Mingmo stepped forward and poked his waist with her finger.

She always felt that there seemed to be a thick layer of frosted glass between her and Sheng Yuan.

She looked at him, but couldn't see him clearly.

Could it be that... the thing I was worried about before is about to happen?

Once a man gets what he wants, the novelty will quickly fade...

A trace of loneliness and sadness flashed in Lin Mingmo's eyes.

She bit her lower lip and comforted herself in her heart, it doesn't matter, she didn't want him to be fresh for long anyway...

Sheng Yuan came back to his senses and shook his head. "I wasn't thinking about anything. I was just curious about what was written in the book '100 Things to Do When You're in Love.'"

After a pause, Sheng Yuan raised the corner of his lips and said, "Maybe we should contact the author to delete the part about 'cooking a meal for the other person', so that there won't be more kitchen killers like you..."

Such a straightforward mockery.

Lin Mingmo snorted softly, raised her fist and punched him in the chest.

Sheng Yuan took advantage of the situation and grabbed her wrist. He bent down, carried Lin Mingmo on his shoulders, and walked out of the kitchen.

His arms were strong and powerful, and Lin Mingmo had experienced this many times personally.

So she was not afraid at all.

Sheng Yuan gently placed Lin Mingmo on the sofa, sat down beside her, put one arm around her shoulders, and picked up the "Love Manual" on the coffee table with the other hand.

Just turn a page.

"Walking on the beach together, looking at each other in the humid sea breeze, and kissing."

Such a corny sentence, when read out in Sheng Yuan's low and hoarse voice, sounds quite pleasant.

"Watch the fireworks together, and kiss the moment the fireworks go out..."

"Watch the sunrise together..."

Sheng Yuan chuckled as he thought about it, "I understand. We have to kiss anyway."

"Is your book... serious?" He pinched her chin, raised his eyebrows, and said jokingly, "If you want to kiss, just say it directly. No need to be so roundabout."

Lin Mingmo quickly explained: "I... I didn't look carefully when I bought it..."

The next second, his lips were blocked.