After binding the rich woman system, I became a top white, rich and beautiful woman

That was Mo Shanling's first time going to such a super high-end restaurant. Coming from an ordinary family, he even had difficulty breathing the moment he walked into the restaurant.

The waiter took her to the best seat in the restaurant. After she sat down opposite Li Qingcheng, she smiled sweetly and said to him, "Today's meal is on me."

"After dinner, we shouldn't meet again."

Mo Shanling was stunned for a moment before he found his thoughts and voice. He asked her softly, "Qingcheng, are you breaking up with me?"

She nodded, and while calling the waiter to take her order, she said to him in a casual tone, as if she was saying, "It's a nice day today," "We are not suitable for each other. Continuing like this will not be good for both of us."

"Mo Shanling, the only way for you and me to win is to separate!"

He was silent, his hands clenched into fists, and he just stared at her.

She ordered the food as if nothing had happened, then handed him the menu, "I'm hungry, let's eat first."

He clearly had no appetite at all, but because of her words "I'm hungry", he felt only heartache.

He mechanically took the menu and casually ordered a steak, but when he closed the menu, he was shocked by the price.

Just a steak,???

It’s too expensive! !

You know, the average person’s annual salary is only about 30,000 to 50,000 yuan.

Now he is asked to spend several years' salary of an ordinary person on a steak, which he cannot accept.

"Sorry, I don't want to eat steak, please cancel it for me..."

She interrupted him before he could finish his words and told the waiter who was taking the order, "Except for the steak, everything else about his portion is the same as mine. And a bottle of 1869 Lafite."

The waiter nodded respectfully, "Okay, Miss Li, please wait a moment!"

"Qingcheng, you did this on purpose, right?"

She smiled, her beautiful face, her alluring beauty, blinding his eyes and captivating his heart, "If you say so, then it must be~"

She seemed to enjoy the meal very much.

For him, every bite was like chewing wax.

He drank quite a bit of that million-dollar bottle of 1869 Lafite.

He wanted to drown his sorrows in alcohol, but it wasn't until after dinner when she pulled his arm at the elevator entrance and said, "If only I had wings!!" that he realized that drowning sorrows in alcohol only makes you more sorrowful.

She made a wish to him for the first time.

The wish is: we break up.

He couldn't say no, and he knew it was useless to refuse. So, in her almost pleading eyes, he said "Okay"!

……

"Mo Shanling, have you forgotten what you promised me?" Li Qingcheng spoke again, pulling Mo Shanling back from his memory.

He raised his hand and touched his eyes, only to find that they were wet and there were traces of tears on his cheeks.

Just thinking about the past, he actually cried.

"Mo Shanling, open the door."

Outside the door, Li Qingcheng was still calling him.

"Mo Shanling, don't be a coward and don't let me look down on you."

"Mo Shanling..."

"Mo..."

After taking a deep breath, Mo Shanling adjusted his appearance in front of the mirror at the entrance and made up his mind to open the door.

"Long time no see!" He spoke as calmly as possible and greeted Li Qingcheng.

The man in front of her had a face that was completely different from the one she remembered, but still felt very familiar to her.

The white hair on his temples and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were all telling Li Qingcheng that the young man she once cherished was old.

Even though the child is older, even though the father is old, even though her ID card says she is 35 years old.

But Li Qingcheng has never had a deep understanding of the word "old".

Meet Mo Shanling.

Meet Mo Shanling who is in the process of aging.

Li Qingcheng suddenly realized: It turns out that the word "old" is so vivid and descriptive.

She looked at him, her eyes red, and she was obviously filled with emotions, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Mo Shanling was slightly better than Li Qingcheng, but only slightly. He only took one look at her smooth, white, scuffed feet and quickly took a pair of new women's slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them at her feet.

He said nothing.

But Li Qingcheng knew that he felt sorry for her.

Putting on slippers and walking into the house, Li Qingcheng began to carefully look at the home of Mo Shanling and his wife.

small.

chaos.

broken.

poor.

It was her first instinct.

It seems that he has not had a good life in recent years.

"Sit anywhere."

After Mo Shanling and Li Qingcheng finished talking, they wanted to get slippers for Lin Yaoyao, but were refused.

"You guys chat, I'll go downstairs for a walk." Before leaving, Lin Yaoyao even considerately closed the door for them.

Only Li Qingcheng and Mo Shanling were left in the room.

She didn't sit down, but walked up to him and raised her hand to touch the white hair on his ear.

Mo Shanling knew he should have moved away, but he didn't. He lowered his eyes and looked at Li Qingcheng, who was more than ten centimeters shorter than him, with a myriad of emotions raging in his eyes.

"It must be hard for you to hide from me for so many years?" she asked him.

"Qingcheng, I'm sorry. I'm cowardly, I'm incompetent, I... misunderstood you."

"Do you know what happened that night?" Li Qingcheng didn't even realize that her voice was trembling when she asked Mo Shanling.

It's fear.

It's panic.

"Ms. Lin told me." Mo Shanling paused for a few seconds after answering, then changed the subject, "Qingcheng, is that child mine?"

Is it his child?

Yes Yes Yes.

But so what?

They had missed each other for many years, and he had already married another woman and had children. Telling him the truth would have no effect except to add to his troubles.

He had been cruel to her, but if you really looked into it, it wasn't all his fault.

Xiangyue was the real culprit. It was those shameful schemes that tore them apart.

Now, Li Qingcheng can feel the simple and unpretentious little happiness from Mo Shanling.

What he possesses is what most people in the world cannot obtain.

Since you missed it, you will miss it forever.

He is living a good life.

She is also having a good time.

Thinking of this, Li Qingcheng clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging into her palms, causing pain.

And what about her?

She was like a robot without any sense of pain, answering his questions with a gentle smile on her lips.

"If the child was yours, do you think you would have missed out on all these years with me?"

When Li Qingcheng spoke, she was shrouded in deep regret and sadness. It was precisely these regrets and sadness that added more credibility to her words.

Mo Shanling originally thought that he would be very disappointed, but he never expected that after hearing her deny that the child was his, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the child is not his.

Fortunately, the child is not his.

Good thing the child isn't his.

If it was his, then he, Mo Shanling, would become a heartless man who had let down his first love, Li Qingcheng, and a heartless man who had let down his first wife!!!

"A Ling." Li Qingcheng called him as she did when Mo Shanling was lost in thought, and asked him, "How have you been these years?"

Okay?

It's good, right?

He has a wife, children, and a warm bed. He may not be a successful career man, but he can still support his family with his salary and save a small amount for emergencies. This is better than most people in Dragon Country.

"I'm fine."

Li Qingcheng: "I'm fine too."

"Qingcheng, do you hate me?"

Li Qingcheng shook her head: "No hatred, no love. To me, you are just an old friend who I have lost contact with for many years."

"Just an old friend?" Mo Shanling seemed dissatisfied with these two words.

"He's still the man I once loved very much." Li Qingcheng smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

At this moment, she finally understood the meaning of Lin Yaoyao's words.

Time changes everything.

Mo Shanling, the young man she once loved has grown old and lost his former glory.

"I heard from Lin Yaoyao that you cook delicious food now. Can you make a meal for me?"

Mo Shanling: "Okay!"

The range hood rumbles.

In the kitchen, Mo Shanling was busy.

Once upon a time, Li Qingcheng's biggest wish was to have three meals a day with him, all year round.

Later, things and people changed.

Later, the song ended and everyone dispersed.

More than ten years later, because of Lin Yaoyao, Li Qingcheng had the opportunity to see him cook for her again and eat the food he cooked.

The feeling... mixed feelings.

...

Mo Shanling prepared four dishes and a soup, which were the flavors that Li Qingcheng once loved.

His cooking skills were really good, and she started crying after taking a few bites.

He quickly handed her a tissue and said, "Don't cry, you look better when you smile."

"Okay." She took the tissue and wiped her tears, then said to him with a forced smile, "A Ling, give me a bowl of soup."

He didn't say anything, but answered everything with his actions.

...

This meal was served late at night, and I don’t know if it was a midnight snack or breakfast, but it took more than an hour.

Li Qingcheng ate so much that the food almost reached her throat.

This was the most filling meal she had ever had in her thirty-five years of life.

After dinner, Mo Shanling began to clean up the table. Li Qingcheng wanted to help but was stopped by him.

"Qingcheng, you are a guest."

The word "guest" is usually a nice word, but in Li Qingcheng's case, in her relationship with Mo Shanling, it became the cruelest word.

She tried her best to keep smiling, "You're right, in your and her home, I'm a guest."

She walked over to the sofa and sat down, picking up a magazine to read.

He stood at the dining table and stared at her for a while, then continued with his work.

Li Qingcheng only dared to glance at him from the corner of her eye after Mo Shanling stopped paying attention to her. In terms of appearance, he certainly couldn't be compared to what he was back then, but in other aspects, he was definitely much better than before.

It’s just a pity that no matter whether he is good or bad, it has nothing to do with her or her child.

Before meeting him, Li Qingcheng really had a lot to say to him. But after actually meeting him, she couldn't even say a few words.

There was no need to stay any longer. After thinking it over, Li Qingcheng decided to leave.

It was a coincidence that just as Li Qingcheng decided to leave, Mo Shanling entered the kitchen and started washing dishes with his back to the living room.

Li Qingcheng looked at his back, her eyes sore. Her red lips moved slightly and she said to him, "A Ling, I never regret meeting you, knowing you, and falling in love with you."

Mo Shanling paused in washing the dishes.

He had a vague premonition of something, but he didn't dare to look back or respond.

Of course, Li Qingcheng didn't expect him to respond. A smile slowly spread across her lips, but tears began to well up in her eyes. "A Ling, goodbye..."

The sound of a door opening.

The sound of a door closing.

Mo Shanling never looked back.

The only thing that could prove that he was emotionally shaken by Li Qingcheng's farewell was the pea-sized tears that fell into the sink!

Goodbye, Allure. Never see you again...

...

Li Qingcheng walked out of the residential building and saw Lin Yaoyao sitting by the flower bed feeding mosquitoes. Her face was covered in several large bites, and was very red.

"Lin Yaoyao, you seem quite smart. Why don't you find a place to hide at a time like this?"

Lin Yaoyao: “!!!”

Is it that I don’t want to find it?

I looked, but there's no place open at this time nearby. What can I do?

Lin Yaoyao wanted to say something to Li Qingcheng, but when she saw her red eyes from crying, she had to hold it back and asked, "How was the conversation?"

"Lin Yaoyao, if you can find out that Mo Shanling is in Haicheng, then you should be able to find his bank account number as well, right?" Li Qingcheng asked instead of answering.

Lin Yaoyao, who has been a "super bootlicker", said: I am familiar with this plot.

Yes, indeed, Mo Shanling's wife is a very good person.

But no matter how good they are, from Li Qingcheng's perspective, they are not the same kind of people.

Giving money to your ex and his wife and children is just pure injustice, isn't it?

Lin Yaoyao reached out and touched Li Qingcheng's forehead, the word "disdain" was almost welded onto her face.

"Li Qingcheng, are you okay? You don't have a fever. What's wrong with your brain? You gave him money? He's married and has children with someone else, and you gave him money? What do you want?"

Li Qingcheng slapped Lin Yaoyao's hand away. "He is like the bright moon in my heart. He shouldn't be forced by life to become..."

After pausing for a few seconds, she finally thought of an appropriate adjective.

"He's become a yellow-faced man, and it makes me sad. After all, he's my son's father, and I hope he's well."

Lin Yaoyao: “…”

6666 ~

I, Lin, the super bootlicker, the top love-brained person, Yaoyao, am ashamed of myself!!!