"Yunlong, where are you going?"
Su Yu vaguely sensed that Ling Yunlong and that vixen from not long ago hadn't completely broken up, and alarm bells went off. She quickly followed behind him and walked to the door.
Ling Yunlong seemed very impatient with this and casually replied, "Xiao Tian has committed such a serious offense, I have to rush to clean up the mess."
Su Yu asked with some skepticism, "Didn't they say the case was closed? The police have already determined that the main responsibility lies with Wu Xinyi. Presumably, the Wu family will do everything they can to bail her out. Why should we worry about it?"
Aren't you annoying?
Ling Yunlong didn't even bother with a perfunctory response, and refused to pay any more attention to Su Yu. He drove off in his newly purchased red sports car.
"How dare you complain that I'm annoying? Xiaotian is in such a terrible situation, and all you're thinking about is having fun with some vixen. Don't you even care about your family anymore?"
Su Yu was both angry and anxious. She thought that Ling Yunlong might not have completely broken up with that vixen from last time, and she was so angry that she almost fainted.
If this had happened in the past, she would have definitely seized on Ling Yunlong's mistakes and made a scene until he gave in.
Now that Ling Yunlong has established himself in Linjiang, her usefulness is far less than before.
If things really escalate, she will definitely be the one who suffers in the end.
After much deliberation, Su Yu had no choice but to swallow her anger and watch helplessly as Ling Yunlong walked away unscathed.
...
Qin Family Old House
For the first time ever, Qin Beiming brought two buckets of fried chicken for Old Madam Qin, which made her so happy she danced with joy.
Holding a bucket of fried chicken, she stood on the smart electronic scale, muttering to herself:
"May Buddha protect me, may Buddha protect me! Please don't let me become as thin as a lightning bolt."
"Grandma, at your age, can't you have some self-awareness?" Qin Beiming glanced at the numbers on the electronic scale's display and chuckled.
"You brat, do you have any manners?"
Madam Qin angrily stomped her feet until she shook the electronic scale to the point of short-circuiting before she finally stopped.
She pointed to the bright numbers on the electronic scale with a beaming smile and said happily:
"As expected of me, I can eat so much and still weigh less than 100 pounds."
Qin Beiming: "..."
He thought to himself, "Could this electronic scale have come to life?"
A person who weighs 140 pounds only weighs 99 pounds when weighed?
"What are you looking at? Are you jealous of my good figure?"
Old Madam Qin shook off her plumpness and forcefully shoved the family bucket of fried chicken into Uncle Liu's arms, her smiling eyes revealing a shrewdness that seemed to see through everything.
"Beibei, have you encountered some difficulties and need Grandma's help?"
"That's not true."
Qin Beiming was surprised that Old Madam Qin had seen through his thoughts so quickly. He quietly looked away and listlessly stroked the snow-white cat in his arms.
Grandma Qin casually fed Little Dimple a small piece of fried chicken and asked casually:
When are you going to bring your granddaughter-in-law to meet me?
"This Saturday."
Qin Beiming did not correct Old Madam Qin's way of addressing Ling Mo, but only focused on wiping the little dimples from her greasy fried chicken lips.
His movements were extremely gentle, which made Little Dimple whimper and meow softly, snuggling against him in her adorable, innocent way.
Seeing that Qin Beiming, who supposedly disliked small animals, was actually doting on Xiao Liwo like a daughter, Old Madam Qin chuckled and teased:
"You good-for-nothing brat! You can't even get your granddaughter-in-law, so you resort to molesting a little kitten. How can you be proud of that?"
"Grandma, what are you thinking? It's just a cat."
Qin Beiming was born arrogant and naturally unwilling to admit that the reason he suddenly wanted to raise a cat was mainly because the kitten's personality was somewhat similar to Ling Mo's.
Qin Beiming gently placed Little Pear Dimple into its little nest, and even covered it with a small cotton blanket.
In that instant, his mind was filled with the heartwarming image of him covering Ling Mo with a blanket.
If one day he were truly fortunate enough to cover her with a blanket, or even share a cup with her, he would be overjoyed.
"Beibei, stop drooling! Your mouth is practically stretched to your ears!"
While watching her favorite dating reality show, Old Madam Qin kept ranting and raving about Qin Beiming:
"Young men full of vigor and passion, all they do is think about nonsense all day long. They like someone but are too shy to pursue them. Don't let them ruin their health by holding back."
"Grandma, have you forgotten something?"
Qin Beiming hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Old Madam Qin had not mentioned the marriage alliance with the Ling family for most of the day, he asked in a deep voice.
"My memory is excellent, how could I forget things?" Old Madam Qin replied confidently.
"Didn't you say that our Qin family urgently needs a new daughter-in-law to bring good luck?" Qin Beiming frowned and finally brought up the matter.
"Hey~ you mean this? I haven't forgotten, I just don't want to make arrangements for you."
Old Madam Qin smiled slyly. In fact, the moment Qin Beiming stepped into the house, she had already guessed his thoughts.
The main reason why they talked about this and that for so long without ever getting to the topic of marriage was to try and force Qin Beiming to reveal his true feelings.
Qin Beiming was proud and arrogant by nature. Even if he was going crazy thinking about her, he would still maintain an indifferent and unmoving expression.
Madam Qin was afraid that Qin Beiming's annoying temper would ruin a good marriage, so she had no choice but to put in all her effort and push him a little harder.
"Don't you want to hold your grandson anymore?"
Qin Beiming sat down next to Old Madam Qin, his voice low and slow but carrying a threatening undertone.
"Of course I want to. The key is whether you, silly boy, can win over your granddaughter-in-law."
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