Chapter 82 I'm Not a Little Kid!
"Hey, little brat, let me tell you, this young master is handsome, do you understand what handsome means? Pretty is used to describe women." After saying that, he flicked his long hair and swept it behind him.
The little girl was clearly unhappy. She had been addressed three times in this short time. "My name is Lin Qing, not little doll, not boy, and certainly not little brat!" Her tone was exactly the same as Feng Qingge's, as if they were cut from the same mold.
Mo Linyuan had obviously also noticed this, and his smile deepened. This showed what Feng Qingge looked like when she was a child.
"Lin Qing? So you also have the surname Lin. What is your relationship with Lin Yong?" Feng Qingge noticed this as soon as she mentioned her name. She also had the surname Lin.
"Hmph, what do you care what my surname is? What's it to you?" She raised her eyebrows and squinted, her inability to move not hindering her facial expression.
"I say, you're not his daughter, are you?" Feng Qingge bent down to talk to the little girl, her eyes full of teasing smiles.
Unexpectedly, the little girl, Lin Qing, whose arrogant expression had just been replaced by a sullen one, drooped her eyebrows and said, "So what if I'm his daughter? He might not even remember me." She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering her eyelids, her expression full of disappointment.
In an instant, the relaxed atmosphere suddenly became somewhat oppressive.
"Waaaaah, I miss my mother, waaaah..." Suddenly, Lin Qing burst into tears, large tears falling from her eyes and landing on the ground.
The two people opposite were stunned. They couldn't believe that the little girl, who had been perfectly fine just moments before, would suddenly start crying. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought that they had bullied her.
"Hey, don't cry." Feng Qingge was a little flustered and didn't know what to do. This was the first time someone had cried in front of her, and she really had no resistance to seeing those tears.
Although Mo Linyuan was somewhat stunned, he quickly recovered and remained cold and expressionless, showing no emotion whatsoever.
"Who is your mother?" The voice was deep, with a solitary tone unique to him.
Upon hearing this, Feng Qingge's eyes brightened instantly. She bent down again, looking at the little child who was crying with downcast eyes, "That's right, who is your mother? We'll take you to find her." This time, she thought this child had been abandoned by his mother.
Thinking that the child had become a ghost without her parents knowing, the child would definitely think she had been abandoned.
"My mother is my father's third wife." She managed to finish the sentence, sobbing, but the two understood.
"You said your mother is the Third Madam?" It was as if the fog had finally lifted, and he could finally see things clearly.
Lin Qing raised her large, wet eyes, with tears still lingering in her eyes. Her damp eyelashes blinked, making her look utterly innocent. "Mmm."
"So, your mother, the Third Madam, knows about your existence?" Feng Qingge frowned, as if a question that had puzzled her for a long time had finally been answered.
"Hmm." With a muffled voice, Lin Qing blinked, and the tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally slid down, making her look even more innocent.
"So, what the Third Madam has been hiding all along is her." Mo Linyuan also figured out the key point: the Third Madam's hesitation and reluctance to say was that she knew who the ghost was.
"It seems your mother loves you very much." Feng Qingge raised her hand and gently ruffled Lin Qing's hair, a hint of tenderness in her voice.
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