Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

"Baby Ruyi, I'm sitting here, take a picture of me! Yes, yes, yes, a lower angle."

As soon as Ling Che returned to the living room, he heard Song Xilan sitting on the viewing platform, directing Qiao Ruyi to take her picture. From Qiao Ruyi's angle, the shot perfectly captured the London scenery outside the glass window behind Song Xilan.

Song Xilan sat there posing in various positions, and Qiao Ruyi took the trouble to find various angles for her.

"Song Xilan, you're almost there."

Ling Che frowned, clearly unhappy, "You've been occupying Qiao Ruyi for two hours. When are you going to give her back to me?"

He and Qiao Ruyi were having a great time being affectionate with each other, but Song Xilan came and interrupted his fun, and even pulled Qiao Ruyi away.

He originally thought that since the two best friends hadn't seen each other for a while, it would be enough to let them catch up on the past, but two hours had passed and Qiao Ruyi hadn't even come to sit next to him.

Song Xilan was upset when she heard this. "Ling Che, can you please stop being so petty? It's only been two hours and you're already fussing over it. You pissed off our Ruyi so much that she came all the way to Country Y. I almost couldn't find her. I haven't seen her for so many days, and I haven't gotten mad at you yet."

"Heh!" Ling Che sneered. Song Xilan had never dared to speak to him like that before, but now he was so angry that he actually dared to yell at him.

He smiled coldly, "Believe it or not, I will call your dad right now and tell her that you came to Country Y alone."

When Song Xilan heard this, he squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Shameless."

He actually used her father to threaten her.

Song Hui has always been worried about her going abroad alone. If he knew that she had come to Country Y, he would nag her for a long time when she returned.

The two of them fought back and forth, neither of them giving in. Qiao Ruyi looked at Song Xilan, who was gritting his teeth in hatred, and then turned to look at Ling Che, who was staring at her with a resentful face.

The dissatisfaction in Ling Che's eyes was about to overflow. The 1.88-meter-tall man stood there. He used to have a strong aura, but now he looked like he was wronged. He looked at her eagerly, and the words "Come and comfort me" were almost written on his face.

Qiao Ruyi was just about to go find Ling Che and say a few nice words to comfort him when she heard Song Xilan sobbing from behind her. She looked back and saw Song Xilan pouting, tears streaming down her face. "My Ruyi, I came all the way here to find you, and I've only been playing with you for a while, and your husband is already upset. Alas, my sincerity has been wasted."

She sniffed and Qiao Ruyi frowned. Just as he was about to run over to hug her, he heard a long sigh from a man behind him, with a strong sense of dissatisfaction in his voice.

This bowl of water can never be balanced.

At this time, Song Yanzhi, who was watching the show on the side, came over. After receiving Ling Che's gaze, he looked at someone crying bitterly beside him and said, "Miss Song, do you want to go for a race?"

When Song Xilan heard this, she quickly wiped away her tears, and the grievance on her face disappeared, "Really?"

Song Yanzhi smiled, "There are fewer people here, so driving around is much more fun than in Beijing."

"Go!" Song Xilan jumped down from the viewing platform without saying a word, "I want to drive the big black bull in Ling Che's garage."

The big black bull she mentioned was Ling Che's racing car, the Bugatti Noire, an all-black supercar. It had participated in several racing competitions abroad with Ling Che and won the championship.

Moreover, this racing car can be called the TOP1 in the supercar world. It is limited to one unit in the world. It is superior to other supercars and is also Ling Che’s favorite racing car.

No one else touched the car except him.

At this moment, if Song Xilan wanted to drive this car for a ride, there was no need to say the word "no way".

Song Yanzhi looked at her and was about to remind her to change a car when a car key was thrown at her from mid-air.

Song Yanzhi took it and was surprised to find that it was the key to the supercar.

"Come on," Ling Che urged him impatiently, "Hurry up and take her around London before coming back."

This means, don't disturb his good things again.

Song Xilan's face no longer had any grievances at this moment. She held Qiao Ruyi's face and kissed her, "Ruyi baby, I'm going to go out and play. I'll lend you to your husband temporarily."

She turned her head to look at the man standing beside her with one hand in his pocket, frowning, "Hmph, I'll lend it to you for now!"

After saying that, she took the car keys from Song Yanzhi and ran happily to the garage.

Song Yan followed him out, and for a moment, only Qiao Ruyi and Ling Che were left in the bustling living room.

His ears were finally quiet. Ling Che looked at someone standing beside him who was smiling at him, frowned, and said nothing.

Qiao Ruyi's smile deepened, and the resentment in the man's eyes also deepened.

Seeing that she kept staring at him and smiling, Ling Che finally spoke, "How long are you going to stand there? Why don't you come and kiss me and comfort me."

If we delay for a few more minutes, Song Xilan will come back again.

The tone was full of resentment, and Qiao Ruyi found it amusing. She quickly walked over and stood in front of him, standing on tiptoe, holding his face with both hands, "Let me see who is unhappy."

She rubbed his cheek, and Ling Che lowered his eyes to stare at her fair face, "Your husband is unhappy."

"What should we do then?" Qiao Ruyi asked pretending to be confused.

Ling Che raised his chin and squatted down, just enough for her to reach the position without having to stand on tiptoe. "Whatever you want to do, it's up to you."

A breathtakingly handsome face with a look of resentment, which looks quite cute.

Qiao Ruyi glanced at his thin lips, held his face and kissed him.

This kiss turned on the man, and he held her head and deepened the kiss.

Qiao Ruyi thought that a kiss would be enough, but it was not until her body was lifted into the air and picked up by him that she realized what was going on.

"There are people at home." Qiao Ruyi put her arms around his neck and reminded him in a low voice.

"The good things that have been interrupted must continue." Ling Che carried her upstairs and kissed her nose. "One hour, only once. That's enough time."

A blush crept onto Qiao Ruyi's face, and she leaned on his shoulder, letting him carry her up to the bedroom on the second floor.

After being placed on the bed, Qiao Ruyi heard him covering her with a low voice, "If they hadn't come over suddenly, I guarantee you wouldn't have gotten out of bed yet."

He lowered his head and nudged her fair collarbone. Qiao Ruyi couldn't help but rub his head and touch his ears. "Ling Che, Ling Che, can you be more restrained?"

Since arriving here, this man has been thinking about nothing but this matter. I don't know how he has so much energy.

"I've been very restrained." Ling Che raised his eyes, his voice hoarse and his eyes misty. "I didn't ask you in the living room just now, how can that not be considered restraint?"