"It's been so many years since I've had your porridge, but it's still so delicious."
She had finished the porridge in her bowl, but Luo Ling was still not satisfied, so she picked up the thermos to pour herself another bowl.
“No, that’s not right.” Li Yuan stared at her and suddenly spoke.
"What's wrong?"
“That’s not the right way to address me.” He replied seriously, “You used to call me Ling Yin.”
After their reunion, she continued to call him Ling Yin, while the title "Brother Yuan" was something she used more than twenty years ago.
Luo Ling raised an eyebrow.
Finally realizing what was happening, the man exclaimed with delight, "You remembered, didn't you?!"
Luo Ling looked completely innocent: "What are you talking about?"
Li Yuan suddenly stood up, leaned down, and sealed her lips with his: "Little liar."
She clearly remembered it but deliberately didn't tell him. If I hadn't been clever, I probably would have been fooled.
"Hmm—"
He kissed her without warning, and Luo Ling, unable to breathe, pushed him away, holding up the empty bowl: "The porridge is really delicious, are you sure you don't want to try some?"
When they first got together, this man deliberately didn't know how to cook, but he specially learned to make porridge for her. The preserved egg and lean pork porridge he made was even better than what you can buy outside.
"How could I not know how delicious it is when I made it?" Li Yuan said with a smug look. "But I don't want to drink porridge right now, I want to eat candy."
After he finished speaking, his dark eyes stared intently at her lips.
Luo Ling ignored his request and threw him an empty thermos.
He took a sip of porridge and said casually, "There's no sugar. If you're really bored, you can go wash the dishes."
…………
The others arrived the next day. Everyone knew that Luo Ling had woken up, but they all tacitly gave her and Li Yuan a day to spend alone together.
By the next day, everyone who was supposed to come had arrived.
The Gu couple also rushed over. They had been staying with Ji Zhinan, and now that Ji Zhinan was visiting Luo Ling, they came too.
"Oh, Lingling, I never imagined you were Nan Nan's mother." Mrs. Gu was overjoyed to see her friend again.
Luo Ling held Ji Zhinan's hand and smiled at Madam Gu: "It's fate."
"No wonder I felt so close to Nan Nan when I first met her. Now that I look at you, you look alike, especially your eyes."
“Yes,” Luo Ling said, “My daughter looks like me.”
Mrs. Gu hadn't seen this friend for a long time, and as they chatted, she started to complain: "If it weren't for Nan Nan and Yi Bei, I don't know when I would see you again. Every time I call you, your phone is either off or busy."
"I was quite busy recently."
To facilitate her work, Luo Ling had several phone numbers, and the one she gave to Madam Gu wasn't the one she used most often. Because she was really busy and didn't have much time to rest, she didn't contact this friend much anymore.
Ji Zhinan sat quietly to the side, being extremely well-behaved; she was content just to sit with her mother.
"Has the little one been bothering you?" After talking to her friend, Luo Ling looked at her daughter.
Ji Zhinan shook his head: "Quite well-behaved."
"That's good." Luo Ling smiled.
Looking at her daughter, who had grown up and was about to become a wife and mother, Luo Ling felt very conflicted.
After Yuan was urgently recalled to Europe, she realized that Luo Yan's men had already found China. After escaping from the Warrens family with Uncle Ji, she discovered that she was pregnant.
In that instant, she hesitated about whether to keep the child. Giving birth to the child was not the same as being responsible for the child. To give birth and not raise the child was more shameful than to abort.
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