Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Qiao Ruyi paused for a moment, then turned to look at Ling Che with a smile, "When I was a child, Qiao He told me that if someone handed me a blank piece of paper to sign, I should never sign it."

Ling Che raised an eyebrow at her. She said, "Because there will be people with bad intentions who will take advantage of this and forge fraudulent contracts."

"So," she gently tapped Ling Che's tall nose, "you must never sign on other people's blank papers casually in the future."

Ling Che smiled softly and nodded, "Quite smart."

He kissed her white earlobe, watched her write her name on the spot he had marked, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will cheat you?"

Qiao Ruyi touched his cheek with her backhand, "I don't think you dare."

But later Qiao Ruyi found out that this signature was Ling Che's long-planned plan.

He didn't defraud her, but he lied to her.

Just when she thought he would never lie to her again, he lied to her again.

......

Ling Che looked at the beautiful handwriting on the white paper and smiled, "The handwriting is just like the person, equally beautiful."

"But I think your handwriting is more beautiful." Qiao Ruyi compared her handwriting with Ling Che's.

"Try writing my name." She handed the pen to Ling Che and asked him to write where she had just written.

Ling Che changed to a piece of white paper, held the pen in an elegant posture, and wrote with great force, writing the three words "Qiao Ruyi" on the white paper.

"The feeling of your writing is more majestic than mine." Qiao Ruyi turned to look at him with a smile, "Please teach me how to write your handwriting."

"Okay." Ling Che put the pen in her hand, wrapped her hand with his right palm, and taught her to write her name carefully.

After writing it a few times, he asked softly, "Got it?"

"I'll try." Just as Qiao Ruyi was about to start writing, Ling Che took out a few sheets of white paper and asked her to write.

"Why do you need so much paper?" Qiao Ruyi was puzzled. Practicing calligraphy would waste a lot of paper.

"You can only see the difference if you write them separately." Ling Che placed the white papers in front of her one by one, "Write on each one. I'll have the ones that look most like my handwriting framed and hang them in the most conspicuous place in the living room."

Qiao Ruyi was amused. Who would frame their own signature at home?

She held the pen and carefully imitated his handwriting according to the way Ling Che had just taught her to hold the pen and the strength of the pen.

In the end, after writing more than ten pages, she felt that her handwriting was almost the same as Ling Che's.

"Not bad, quite impressive." Ling Che put his arm around her waist and joked, "If our family becomes too poor to afford food in the future, you can still support me with your beautiful calligraphy."

"Will that day come?" Qiao Ruyi asked with a smile.

Ling Che pretended to think for a moment, "I don't think so."

He wouldn't let Qiao Ruyi live that kind of life with her.

"But Ling Che." Qiao Ruyi put down her pen, sat sideways on his lap, put her arms around his neck, and asked him seriously, "I want to ask you a question."

"Ok?"

Qiao Ruyi thought for a moment and asked, "If you were not you, and I were not me, and we were both just ordinary people, what would you want to do? What kind of life would you want to live?"

"I'm not me, and you're not you?" Ling Che frowned slightly, trying to understand. "You mean, putting aside our family background and social circle, and being an ordinary person, like the delivery guy out there?"

"Yeah." Qiao Ruyi nodded. "If that was your life, what would you do?"

Ling Che had never considered this question, for he had been born with the responsibility of the Ling family on his shoulders. From childhood to adulthood, his studies and his life had all been geared towards inheriting the family business.

Even his training, his hatred, and everything he did were closely related to the Ling family.

If he put all that aside, what would he do?

He really thought about it for a moment, and suddenly remembered a scene he had seen in a TV series some time ago. His eyes flickered, "Maybe I'll just be an ordinary person forever, go to school, work, and play ball and games with friends in my free time."

He hugged Qiao Ruyi tighter in his arms, "The most important thing is that when I go home, I have a wife and children to keep me company."

Just when Qiao Ruyi was picturing in his mind what it would be like to be an ordinary person playing ball and games with a few friends, he heard the second half of Ling Che's sentence.

She laughed and said, "If that were the case, would we still meet?"

"Of course, you are destined to be mine." Ling Che said firmly, "No matter how you live, no matter what kind of life you have, you are mine, you can't run away."

He raised his chin, kissed her rosy lips gently, and whispered, "Baby, you have worked hard these days."

His deep voice was filled with rare intimacy, which made Qiao Ruyi's heart tremble slightly and the tips of her ears turned red.

"It's not hard." When she said this, Ling Che's deep and gentle eyes were looking at her intently.

His fingertips gently stroked the soft skin on her arm, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Even after being together for so many years, Qiao Ruyi still blushed at his naked gaze. She brushed her hair, lowered her eyes, and slightly curled the corners of her mouth.

"You look good." Ling Che lifted her chin with his fingertips and slid his thumb across her soft lips. "What day is it today?"

"July 3rd."

Ling Che's eyes moved from her lips to her flat belly, "Calculating the date, is it coming soon?"

Qiao Ruyi immediately understood that he was referring to her menstruation.

"According to the schedule." Qiao Ruyi touched her belly, "It's a little bloated today. I feel like it's coming early."

She had never had pain during her period before, but this time she felt a little bloated and painful before her period came. She didn't know if it was because she hadn't had enough rest recently.

Ling Che raised his eyebrows, "It's swollen, how is it swollen?"

The playful look in his eyes was too obvious. Qiao Ruyi felt embarrassed and amused, and reached out to gently hit him on the shoulder.

Ling Che smiled without saying anything. As she put her arms around his neck, he put one hand through her knees and picked her up.

Qiao Ruyi was suddenly startled and hugged him even tighter. Seeing the wicked smile on his face, she suddenly understood what he meant and said quickly, "Not today..."

She had been feeling a little uncomfortable in her lower abdomen and was afraid she couldn't bear it.

"What are you thinking? Am I so beastly?" Ling Che glanced at her sideways. "I'll blow dry your hair. Then drink a cup of hot water and go to sleep."