Chapter 953 Three Months Later, Qingqing, Be Careful of Premature Birth

Xia Ling lay lazily on the wicker chair with her eyes closed. She had just taken a milk and rose petal bath. She was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep.

When she heard footsteps approaching, she said, "Auntie, the lotion is on the bed cabinet. Please help me apply it."

Xuan Ying reached out and picked up the moisturizer.

At this time, Xia Ling opened her eyes and turned her head to look, "Auntie, what's wrong with you...ah!"

Xia Ling looked at Xuan Ying in shock, and suddenly sat up from the wicker chair, "Why...why is it you?"

She never expected that it was not Auntie, but him.

How did he break in?

After being discovered, Xuan Ying's glazed eyes fell on her palm-sized face. She had just taken a shower and her face was pink and moist.

Xuan Ying felt that the longer she grew, the more beautiful she became.

"Ling Ling, I..."

"Get out! Get out of here quickly!"

Xia Ling jumped off the wicker chair and ran directly to the door.

"Auntie! Auntie!"

Hearing her yell, Xuan Ying quickly chased after her and reached out from behind to cover her mouth, "Ling Ling, don't scream."

Xia Ling trembled her feathers like a cattail leaf fan, then stretched out her small hand and took off his big palm.

"Silver-faced King, I won't scream anymore. You can let me go."

Xuan Ying steadied her breathing and said, "Lingling, come with me."

Xia Ling turned around and her beautiful eyes fell on his handsome face. There was a circle of green scum on his strong jaw, which made him look wild and manly.

"Silver-faced King, you broke into my room just to take me away? Why did you take me away?"

"you…"

Xuan Ying hesitated to speak. What did she want him to say? Tell her about the old man.

Thinking of the old man, Xuan Ying's two big palms hanging by his sides clenched tightly into fists, feeling cold and biting.

Xia Ling looked at his uncertain expression and wondered what he was thinking.

"Young lady, it's not good!" At this time, the maid hurriedly opened the door to the room, "Abo passed out outside and was beaten unconscious!"

What?

Xia Ling's expression changed, and she soon thought of something, "Silver-faced King, did you beat someone up?"

Xuan Ying looked at her and pursed her thin lips, "Lingling, don't be afraid. No one can force you. Now you can get rid of that old man. I will protect you."

Old man? ? ?

Xia Ling's charming face suddenly turned cold, "Silver-faced King, what do you mean? Do you think I'm being kept by an old man?"

"I didn't think so..."

"That's what you think!"

Xuan Ying frowned and said quietly for a while, "I know you must not have done it voluntarily..."

It would be okay if he didn't say this. When he said that Xia Ling's blood rushed to her brain, he wouldn't know how hard she had worked in the past three years.

She finally had the life she had today and could breathe freely. He actually thought she was being kept by an old man.

asshole!

Big bastard!

Xia Ling rushed forward, clenched her fist and hit his strong shoulders, one after another...

Xuan Ying didn't avoid it, he hit her and vented her anger.

After a while, he reached out and held her soft little hand, "Lingling, if you are really angry, slap me. I see that you women like to slap men when you are angry."

“…”

Xia Ling didn't want to hit him, she just wanted to withdraw her little hand, "Xuan Ying, let me go. Are you deaf?"

"Ling Ling, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. My body is not good anymore."

“…”

What is he saying?

"That's enough Xuan Ying, I'm not interested in knowing anything about you! And you misunderstood, I'm not being kept by an old man, I'm just married."

I just got married…

marry?

These two words quickly exploded in Xuan Ying's ears, and his dark pupils suddenly shrank. He looked at Xia Ling, "What, you and that old man..."

He stretched out his finger tremblingly and pointed outside.

Xia Ling went crazy and kicked his strong thigh, "The one you beat is the housekeeper!"

housekeeper?

So, he hit the wrong person?

"My husband is just like you, very young!"

Xuan Ying took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly with his big palm hanging by his side, and stared at her fiercely with his red eyes.

He looked like he was about to eat her.

"I don't know if what you said is true. If you are with an old man, you can tell me that I can give you more than that old man can give you."

"If you are really... married, and your husband is not bad, loves you, pampers you, and loves you, then I will stay far away from now on and will never disturb your life."

Xia Ling's white eyes quickly filled with mist. He really needed a beating. He could walk far now. So what did he do three years ago?

"My husband will come back with Mou Mou tomorrow. You can go to the airport with me. I'm not lying to you. You can leave now. I want to change clothes!"

Xuan Ying left the room.

…

The next day.

Xia Ling arrived at the airport lobby, when a childish voice sounded in her ears, "Mommy, I'm here."

Xia Ling looked up and saw Lailun coming with Mou Mou in his arms.

Three years later, Mou Mou is already 6 years old. She has naturally curly hair, her young face has completely inherited her mother’s beauty, and she is wearing a pink princess dress, like an exquisite doll.

"Mou Mou."

Xia Ling stepped forward and held Mou Mou in her arms.

Mou Mou held Mommy's face and kissed her several times.

Xuan Ying was also standing in the hall at this moment, but he stood in the crowd, and his tall and handsome body attracted special attention.

His pair of glazed ink eyes first fell on Mou Mou, revealing the frenzy of longing for his father, and then slowly fell on Lailan.

Xuan Ying looked at Lailan. Lailan was a mixed-race man, wearing a well-fitting black suit. He was young, tall, handsome, with a deep and three-dimensional face. He was followed by a personal assistant, and his every move was that of a gentleman and a nobleman.

Is this Mr. Lelan?

It turns out that this is Mr. Lelan.

He really hit the wrong person.

He actually regarded an old housekeeper as Ling Ling's...

Xuan Ying suddenly felt like a knife had been inserted into his heart, turning his flesh and blood into a mess.

He actually thought about Ling Ling like that last night. He thought that Ling Ling was given to an old man...

This is Mr. Lailan, her married husband. It seems that Mr. Lailan is really good to her and she is very happy now.

Xuan Ying turned around and left directly.

At this time, Mou Mou, who was in Xia Ling's arms, saw his tall and straight body, and immediately shouted in a childish voice, "Daddy! It's Daddy!"

Mou Mou danced happily.

Xuan Ying heard Mou Mou calling him, and the sound of "Daddy" almost made his heart melt. Mou Mou was his flesh and blood.

But he did not stop, but accelerated away.

He didn't want Lailan to see him, he didn't want Lailan to know about Ling Ling and his past. Men are small-minded, and he was afraid that Lailan would mind. Ling Ling and Mou Mou were so happy now, and he couldn't disturb them anymore. .

Xuan Ying's tall and straight body quickly disappeared from sight.

Mou Mofen's jade-carved little face fell, and she asked in confusion, "Mommy, why did Daddy leave?"

Xia Ling looked at the direction where Xuan Ying disappeared and said, "Mo Mou, your dad probably didn't hear you calling him."

"That's right, but Mommy, I miss Daddy so much."

"Okay, mommy will definitely arrange a meeting between you and your daddy as soon as possible."

At this time, Lailan said, "angel, is that Mou Mou and Meimei's father? I think he seems to have misunderstood. You didn't tell him about us?"

Xia Ling and Lailun were married in a physical form. Xia Ling went abroad three years ago and already has Meimei in her belly.

Of course, Lailun liked Xia Ling very much. He proposed to marry Xia Ling in secret, and Xia Ling agreed for the sake of their two children.

In the past three years, Lailun saw no hope, and his thoughts about Xia Ling faded away. Instead, he became very good friends with Xia Ling. Mou Mou and Meimei both liked him very much and called him Lailun Daddy.

Xia Ling shook her head, "I haven't told him yet, and there is no need to tell him."

Xia Ling didn't want to talk about Xuan Ying. He had already said it himself and he couldn't be hard on her. Now that Lailun was here, he was running away. She was so disappointed in him.

"Laylan, let's get divorced this afternoon. It's time for you and your girlfriend to get married."

Lailan already has a girlfriend and his relationship is very stable. He is planning to get married in the near future. He smiled and said, "Okay."

"Mommy...Mommy..."

At this time, a milky sound sounded, and Meimei was brought by the nanny.

Meimei is only three years old this year, her actual age is two years old. She walked late and now she walks crookedly.

Meimei is very much like Xuan Ying. Xuan Ying is a handsome man. Meimei is as polished as her sister Mou Mou. She wears a pair of pink dolls and a pink princess dress on her feet. She holds a lollipop in her little hand and licks it. , the sweet saliva makes the little mouth watery, cute and cute.

"Meimei, mommy, give me a hug." Xia Ling quickly hugged Meimei in her arms.

Meimei hugged Xia Ling's neck, "Mommy, Meimei misses you so much."

"Meimei," Mou Mou pulled Meimei and pouted unhappily, "Daddy came just now, but he left again."

Meimei took a sip of the lollipop and said, "Sister, next time Daddy comes, you call me and I will hug Daddy's thigh and not let him go."

Mou Mou quickly smiled happily, "This is a good idea."

Xia Ling looked at her two daughters lovingly. Xuan Ying was their daddy. She never concealed this, nor would she stop them from getting along with each other. Father's love is an indispensable love for a child to grow up. She cannot be replaced.

…

Although Xia Ling wanted to arrange a meeting between their father and daughter as soon as possible, after that day, she learned that Xuan Ying had returned to the border that day.

This man!

Xia Ling also laughed angrily.

The days passed very peacefully, day by day, and soon it was three months later.

A series of melodious cell phone ringtones rang, Xia Ling called.

I took out my phone and saw that Jun Xiqing had opened it.

Xia Ling pressed the button and said, "Hello, Qingqing."

"Hey, Sister Ling, do you have time tomorrow? Come and play on my brother's private yacht. It just so happens that my brother and Sister Yutang still have a bad relationship. We helped them reconcile. More importantly, I have received the news. , Yan Feng’s whereabouts are known, let’s take a private yacht to Dongshan.”

There is news about Mu Yanfeng!

Three months later, news about Mu Yanfeng came for the first time!

Dongshan.

That was the border of country A, Lu Yeming's territory.

Xia Ling thought for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

…

The next day, Jun Xiqing, Xia Ling and Mu Yutang boarded Dongfang Yu's private yacht. Dongfang Yu's private yacht and private jet were both luxury versions. This time, the private yacht had three floors, with a casino at the bottom and a casino in the middle. Those who are resting, and those who go for a drive and drink champagne at the top.

Jun Xiqing is more than eight months pregnant, and her belly is bulging and pointed.

Xia Ling and Mu Yutang touched Jun Xiqing's belly, "Qingqing, when is your due date?"

Jun Xiqing has been pregnant for more than eight months and has not changed much. Her limbs are still slender and her skin is white. Looking from behind, it is impossible to tell that she is pregnant.

Jun Xiqing is now an expectant mother, and there is a touch of maternal softness in her bright eyebrows. "The due date is still early, it will be next month."

Xia Ling smiled and said, "Qingqing, you can't take it lightly. There are many expectant mothers who give birth prematurely, which is not good for your own body and the health of your baby. You should pay attention to rest."

"I got it."

Jun Xiqing took Mu Yutang's little hand and said, "Sister Yutang, how are you doing with my brother?"

"Yes, Yutang, haven't you had any contact with Mr. Yu in the past three months?" Xia Ling asked with concern.

It was winter now. Mu Yutang wore a white fur-collared coat with a bright and soft face. She lowered her head to Yujie and shook her head, "I have been calling Ayu for the past three months. He doesn't answer, I send him text messages, but he doesn't reply. I know his feelings for me, but our Mu family has six lives of his good brothers who have been through life and death on our hands. These days, I am thinking, if he really can't live in my heart. Then I won’t force him. My best love for him is to let go and help him. He can find a better girl than me.”

In the past three months, Mu Yutang held two art exhibitions and used abundant work to anesthetize himself, and he lost a lot of weight.