The Beauty of Trial Marriage

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After Ye Zi'an was cleaned, he printed a kiss on her forehead and went to work.

Ling Qianmo went to catch the plane again, time was very tight.

He packed his luggage almost at the speed of a marching battle, and then took a taxi to the airport, which was enough to catch up.

Before shutting down, she hesitated again, whether to call the man or send a text message.

Thinking of his last sentence in the morning, the finger on the shutdown button still pressed hard.

An hour and a half later, the plane landed at Wancheng Airport.

Ling Qianmo stopped a taxi outside the airport and reported the name of the hotel before taking out his mobile phone to turn it on.

As soon as I turned it on, the phone rang.

Ling Qianmo glanced, his eyes widened slightly in surprise, it was Fu Yu.

She did not expect that the first person to call was actually her.

"Momo, you finally answered the phone. It's great." Fu Yu's voice is still as gentle as ever, "I heard your grandfather said that you are coming back from the plane today, so I called. Qianmo, this time you return Come live at home."

Ling Qianmo took a look away from the screen without rush or panic. In just one hour, there were dozens of missed calls, and he didn't know if there was any call from Ye Zi'an.

"No, I have already booked the hotel."

Fu Yu's voice was touched with a trace of loss, "Momo, I know you hate me, hate me for intervening between your father and mother, but..."

"Mrs. Ling, a person's memory space is limited. I don't like to waste it on unrelated people."

"Grandpa is at home. It's more convenient to stay with him when you come back? Isn't it more convenient for you to stay with him? Don't you want to make his old man go out to see you by car every day in order to be angry with us?"

Ling Qianmo's heart trembled. She was right. Grandpa would definitely see her every day when she came back, and she would definitely be reluctant to toss her back and forth. Living in Ling's house was indeed the best choice.

As if feeling her looseness, Fu Yu continued his efforts, "Come back, Momo, this is what your father meant."

Ling Qianmo hesitated for a moment, and gave a soft hum.

After hanging up the phone and instructing the driver to change direction, she glanced at the missed call on the phone again.

Most of them were from Fu Yu, Xiang Heng, and Ye Zi'an, none of them.

She called back to Xiang Heng, who seemed to pick it up immediately.

"Xiang Heng, what's the matter with you on the call?" She held her mobile phone and asked in a low tone.

The phone was very noisy, but Xiang Heng's voice still came clearly, "Qian Mo, did you go back to Wancheng?"

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Do you want to go back to accompany Grandpa, or avoid me? Or avoid Ye Zi'an?"

Ling Qianmo pursed her lips, and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery outside the window, "No, you know, the time I can spend with Grandpa in a year is limited."

From the time she left college to Spring City, she basically took a little longer to go back during the Chinese New Year.

At other times, except for video and phone calls with Ling Lao, that is, when Ling Lao is in poor health, he will rush back as soon as possible.

Even this year, because of injuries, even Ling did not return to his birthday.

"okay, I get it."

When the phone was hung up, Ling Qianmo frowned, putting it aside without thinking.

As for Ye Zi'an, since he said it was the last time, he probably agreed.

As soon as the taxi stopped in front of Ling's house, Ling Qianmo's cell phone rang again.

A local phone, or a landline.

She hesitated for three seconds, and after judging how likely the spam call was, she answered it.

There was a serious and official voice, "It's Ling Qianmo, this is the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

***

When Ling Qianmo arrived, she saw Ling Qianxin sitting among a bunch of people who looked like bad girls.

She painted exaggerated makeup, her hair was partially dyed, the earrings on her ears were bigger than fists, chewing gum in her mouth, when she saw her appear, she immediately stood up and looked impatient, "Why are you here now? Bail, it’s so dirty here, I really don’t want to stay a second."

Ling Qianmo raised his hand and slapped it over with a slap in the face.

She didn't come back to clean up the mess and wipe her ass!

With a crisp sound, all the police officers were beaten up.

I probably didn't expect that Ling Qianmo, who looks very gentle, had such a hot temper.

"Eh, if you have something to say, how can you do it?" A policeman came up to stop and persuade.

Ling Qianxin also exploded, "Ling Qianmo, why the hell are you hitting me? I asked you to help me with the formalities because of you, so don't be shameless."

"Do you think I'm rare?!" Ling Qianmo took a deep breath, closed his eyes and suppressed the emotions in his heart, and turned to the police officer aside, "Police officer, what did she commit?"

"They started fighting at the bar, and the other party is going to sue them now. But in the meantime, your sister didn't do anything, so bail is temporarily allowed, but she still cannot leave the city in the near future."

Ling Qianmo asked how to handle the bail procedures, and added, "She is not my sister."

Because of her words, the other party was obviously dumbfounded.

One Ling Qianmo, the other Ling Qianxin, these names are all sisters.

However, the two people seem to be different regardless of their appearance or personality.

After finishing the formalities, Ling Qianxin pointed to her nose to warn as soon as she walked out of the gate, "My parents are not allowed to know about this, otherwise it depends on how I clean up you."

Ling Qianxin didn't like her since she was a child. This was probably also influenced by Ling Liangsheng and Fu Yu.

When she was a child, she grabbed everything she liked, and occasionally threw the pot on her head when she got into trouble, let her pick it up!

Ever since she was young, she has followed her face-to-face mother, and she is absolutely ungrateful.

So she warned as soon as she went out, Ling Qianmo didn't feel strange at all.

When the two came home, when the servant opened the door, he was shocked to see them both appearing at the same time, "Miss, Miss."

Ling Qianxin snorted and changed shoes in disdain. When Ling Qianmo changed shoes, he heard a concerned question from the living room, "Xinxin, where did you go last night? It really scares Mom and Dad to death."

"Oh, I'm fine, I just went out to play with a few friends." As he said, he cast a secret glance at Ling Qianmo's direction.

Ling Qianmo was too lazy to care for her, changed her shoes and went in. There was no old Ling in the living room, so he asked, "Where is Grandpa? Aren't you at home?"

No, grandpa knew she was coming back, so he would definitely wait at home.

Ling Liangsheng's expression was a little gloomy when she saw that they didn't even say hello. "Grandpa is in the study room upstairs, playing chess with someone."

Ling Qianmo was taken aback for a moment, playing chess with someone, with whom?

Immediately after the stairs, a voice sounded, deep and mellow, like a cello, "Qian Qian, you are back."