Carrying He Yawen to the dining table, put him on a chair and sat down, Yang Ling held back a smile and said, "Eat quickly, you will grow old if you don't eat meat!"
He Yawen's crying stopped, but he was still sobbing. Then he picked up the chopsticks regardless of his image, and picked up a bowl of meat for himself.
Yang Ling is speechless, knowing that saying anything now will easily offend her, so he quickly picked up the food, then lowered his head and ate.
Knowing that He Yawen stopped crying and ate with a blank expression, he couldn't help asking: "Is my cooking delicious?"
"Well enough."
He Yawen didn't even look at him, just ate his food.
Seeing that she was almost calm, Yang Ling then asked, "Would you like some wine?"
He Yawen glanced at him and said nothing, but Yang Ling immediately understood and got up to look for him.
After a while, he came back with a bottle of liquor he brewed himself: "Drink this, it's safe and reliable, and it won't hurt if you drink too much!"
He Yawen pretended not to hear, and lowered his head to eat the meat.
But after Yang Ling poured a glass of wine, she immediately took the glass over, raised her head and took a big sip.
"Oh, slow down!"
Yang Ling was speechless, and quickly reminded him.
He is also extremely helpless in his heart, this girl is really difficult to serve when she is playing with her temper, she has to be more careful in the future.
After a few sips of wine, He Yawen's face gradually turned rosy, and his mood recovered a lot. Finally, he couldn't help but look up at Yang Ling: "When did you get on good terms with my mother?"
"It's finally here!"
Yang Ling sighed inwardly, put down the chopsticks in his hand: "Last autumn."
"Before me?" He Yawen asked.
"Yes!"
Yang Ling had already decided to tell the truth, so he didn't hold back: "So after that, I didn't dare to have too much contact with you for a long time, for fear of misfiring."
"Later, as you know, everyone couldn't hold back"
He Yawen looked at him straight, his lips moved, but he didn't speak.
Yang Ling took a look, and quickly continued: "I know it's my fault. I should have told you about this earlier. It's impossible to hide it, but I was afraid that you would be sad, so I didn't tell you all this time!"
He Yawen still didn't speak, and raised his head to take a sip of wine.
"If you blame me, you can blame me. You can punish me however you want!" Yang Ling continued.
He Yawen looked at him: "I have no intention of punishing you!"
"Oh." Yang Ling nodded, and then realized: "Huh?"
"It's because you are overthinking. In fact, I already knew that you two had something to do!" He Yawen said calmly with a blank face.
Yang Ling looked confused: "When?"
"When my mother bought you a greenhouse base!"
He Yawen looked up at him: "Think I'm a fool? You two look at each other differently, do you think I can't see it?"
Yang Ling: ""
After being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help asking: "Since you can see it all, then you still"
He Yawen stared: "Why do you think it is!"
Seeing that she was about to get angry again, Yang Ling hurriedly smiled apologetically: "Because you like me, but I am ashamed of it, so ashamed, ashamed!"
"Humph! You just need to know!"
He Yawen raised his head and drank another glass of wine, his face turned red.
"Okay, now that the matter has come to this point, don't be angry." Yang Ling said cautiously.
"It's okay not to be angry, you are not allowed to contact my mother again during this time!" He Yawen looked at him and said.
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Yang Ling looked blank, he didn't expect her to say that.
He Yawen stared: "What? You still want to continue to have both mother and daughter?"
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Yang Ling was suddenly caught in a dilemma!
After hesitating for a while, he raised his head and said, "I promise you that I won't contact Sister Xinrui for the time being, but after she returns to China, I still have to talk to her!"
"What are you talking about?" He Yawen looked alert.
Yang Ling didn't want to lie, and looked into her eyes: "I don't want to make her sad, and if she can't leave me, I won't give up either!"
"You!" He Yawen slapped the table!
"You're angry, I made the same decision!"
This time Yang Ling was not frightened, his eyes were firm, and he was sure that he would not change his mind!
Seeing this, He Yawen suddenly laughed!
"Okay, you can do it!"
After saying a word, He Yawen said lightly: "Since that's the case, I won't force you anymore. The matter with my mother has nothing to do with me!"
"Uh, are you testing me?"
Yang Ling seemed to understand something, and asked speechlessly.
"Then don't worry about it, anyway, you are not allowed to contact her during this time, wait until she returns to China!" He Yawen rolled his eyes.
Yang Ling looked suspicious, always feeling that something was wrong.
However, He Yawen didn't give him time to think, poured a glass of wine and handed it over: "Drink with me!"
"All right."
Yang Ling had no choice but to raise his glass
This meal was eaten until very late. Although it was only the two of them, a lot of ingredients were not wasted, and they were all eaten.
Seeing that it was already nine o'clock in the evening, He Yawen got up unsteadily: "I'm going to take a shower, you clear the table!"
"Slow down, don't fall!" Yang Ling got up to help her.
"Don't underestimate people, I am also in the realm of Qi refining now, what is this little wine?"
He Yawen gave him a blank look, and pushed his hand away.
Seeing her enter the bathroom, and then the sound of splashing water came, Yang Ling shook his head helplessly, and began to clear the cups and plates on the table.
After he finished his work, He Yawen also took a shower, and sat on the sofa wrapped in a towel.
Yang Ling approached her with a smile, and looked down at her snow-white shoulders: "Sleepy?"
"I'm not sleepy, I want to drink more." He Yawen said.
"Still drinking?"
Yang Ling thought it was easy, what happened to this girl today, didn't she drink enough?
"Aren't you suffering from alcoholism?" He couldn't help asking.
"I'm happy, what's the matter if you want to drink?" He Yawen asked with wide-eyed eyes.
"All right, all right, today you have the final say, the little one will take care of you!"
Yang Ling hurriedly begged for mercy, got up and ran to the cabinet to search, and found a bottle of low-alcohol red wine.
He Yawen didn't object either. After the glass was filled with wine, he picked it up and took a sip.
Yang Ling watched from the side, feeling a little helpless in his heart, and really wanted to find someone to help persuade this girl, he felt that he was at the end of his rope.
When he was thinking about who to look for, He Yawen got up suddenly: "I'll go back to my room and lie down for a while, I didn't tell you not to come over!"
After speaking, he walked into the bedroom unsteadily.
Yang Ling was a little strange seeing this scene, and always felt that something was wrong!
After turning his eyes, he came to the door lightly, and began to eavesdrop!
He Yawen was on the phone: "It's done, he promised not to contact you."
"That's good, lest he see it." Cao Xinrui's voice.
"Well, you can take care of your baby with peace of mind. Let's talk about it after the baby is born." He Yawen said.
Yang Ling stood at the door, already petrified. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com