Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Ling Zhenshan said in a low voice: "Why can't I? Others are over 80 and can still give birth, so why can't I, who am over 50, do the same? As you said, with the help of technology, I can let you have two babies a year!"

Nan Fangfei sneered even more: "So, let's have two illegitimate children?"

Ling Zhenshan said softly, "I said, I can marry you, and we can have children legitimately."

The pain hidden in Nan Fangfei's eyes suddenly burst out: "You know, there's no way I can marry you and have children!"

Ling Zhenshan grabbed her shoulders with both hands and said, "I'm a widower, and you're unmarried, so why can't you get married? Nan Fangfei, what are you worried about?"

Nan Fangfei raised her hands and covered her face.

She couldn't get over her own hurdle, nor could she face Aye, Axue and Old Lady Ling.

Ever since their sister left, Aye and Axue have regarded her as their closest person.

She is their aunt, how could she be so despicable as to climb into their father's bed!

"I have no concerns. I just don't want to marry you, Zhenshan. Let's part ways amicably. From now on, you go your way and I live my ordinary life, okay?"

After hiding for half her life and feeling guilty for half her life, she is tired. She wants to be a normal person and live an ordinary life.

No affair, no guilt, no hiding, no hidden mistress, no emptiness and loneliness...

She just wants a simple life, a peaceful and peaceful one, two people in one house, three meals a day, four seasons a year, and love each other openly...

Ling Zhenshan's eyes were filled with gloom, and his whole body was without a trace of light. He pinched her little face and said, "We can get together well, but we will never part well. Nan Fangfei, put away your inappropriate thoughts! Otherwise, you know my methods!"

Nan Fangfei was so angry that her heart was trembling.

"So, Mr. Ling, are you planning to lock me up in the castle or in the manor this time?"

"You can choose for yourself."

"You! Ling Zhenshan, you bastard!"

Nan Fangfei was furious and kicked him in the crotch.

Ling Zhenshan couldn't avoid it and was kicked by her. The pain made his face turn pale in an instant.

Nan Fangfei took advantage of the pain he was feeling, pushed him away with one hand, and ran away.

Ling Zhenshan leaned against the wall, closed his eyes tightly, and sweat dripped from his forehead. It took him a while to catch his breath.

This damn woman, is she trying to destroy him?

You can run for a while, but you can't run away forever. Let's see how far she can run!

Ai Fei originally wanted to come out to see her aunt, but she didn't expect to overhear her secret, so she quickly slipped back to the box.

He picked up the red wine on the table and took a big sip to calm himself down.

Ling Ye said softly, "Drink slowly. Where's my aunt?"

Ai Fei looked at him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

My aunt and his father have some inexplicable feelings. Does he know?

It sounds like the two of them have been entangled for many years. Could he be unaware of this?

He certainly doesn't look like he knows anything, so should she tell him?

Ai Fei was struggling when Ling Ye's phone rang.

It’s my aunt.

Ling Ye pressed the answer button.

The voice on the other end had returned to normal, a gentle and infectious voice came: "Xiao Ling, I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first. Please tell Feifei that I will treat her to dinner another day to make amends."

Ling Ye didn't ask any more questions and said softly, "Well, Auntie, you're busy."

"Then hang up, auntie will make you something delicious someday."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Ling Ye was already used to his aunt coming and going without a trace. He looked at Ai Fei and said, "My aunt has something to do, so she's leaving first. She said she'll treat you to dinner another day to make amends."