The two of them rubbed their hair together in the room. After tidying up, Ling Ziyue came to the door and reached out to open the door.

"Are you ready?"

Han Muxue, who was finally following behind, smiled slyly.

"What have I prepared? But you, your reputation has been completely ruined by this little goblin of unknown origin for many years. Don't you have anything to say?"

Ling Ziyue curled her lips, laughed, stretched out her arms to hug Han Muxue's slim waist, and the two fiery bodies were pressed together again.

"For you, I am willing to do anything."

Soon, the sounds of heavy breathing mingled together, and after a long time, the two of them walked out of the room hand in hand, with no intention of separation at all, and they were fair and square.

"Why don't they come down? They are dragging their feet and they are not ashamed."

Ling's mother complained, sitting in the lobby on the first floor, surrounded by a bunch of buzzing media like flies, which was disgusting and upsetting.

Finally, the elevator, which had been silent for a long time, dinged. Everyone looked up eagerly, their eyes almost popped out, and the crowd started to commotion: "It's coming! It's coming!"

Click, click, white light, the scene was chaotic.

"Mr. Ling, what is your relationship with this lady?"

"There are rumors from the outside that your wife, Miss Han Muxue, has been missing for five years and may be involved in overseas black forces. Do you have any response to this?"

"Mr. Ling," the high-pitched voice at the end of the crowd overcame all the noise and was clearly heard, with ups and downs.

"A decent person like you, who is a policeman, shouldn't be able to put your pants up and deny someone."

This rhetorical question is not like an investigation to obtain first-hand information, but rather like a sarcastic comment made specifically to see a joke.

Such a unique way of asking questions allowed such sensitive paparazzi self-media to smell insider gossip.

The long guns and short guns all turned around and aimed at the man who spoke out last in the crowd: a peaked cap, a black basic baseball uniform jacket, and a black mask. They were very low-key. Even if they were dressed casually, they could still see the superior and slender body proportions. It could be said that the scene was perfect.

The only male who is on par with Ling Ziyue.

Yan Luo??!

Han Muxue never thought that she would meet Yan Luo here after five years. She could hardly remember the last time she was with Yan Luo.

She was a little excited and her eyes were shining. The more Ling Zi noticed her changes, he couldn't help but pay more attention to this poor talker.

"That's not the case, Mr. Ling just..."

Many times in the past, Han Muxue was unwilling to announce their relationship to the public. But in the past, she was a little selfish, and now she wants to do it for Ling Ziyue.

"I will be responsible."

Ling Ziyue made the final decision without any ambiguity or secretiveness.

He even held Han Muxue's hand more tightly, raising it high, high, into the air, as if to show his determination and get rid of all rumors.

There was a series of clicking sounds, and the white light was even brighter. This was explosive news. The scandal of the always low-key leader of the Ling Group must be the front page headline.

"May I ask how you met?"

"Miss, can you introduce yourself?"

"Mr. Ling, when you say you will be responsible, do you mean to dissolve your marriage with Miss Han Muxue, who has been missing for five years, and then marry this lady?"

"Mr. Ling, don't you think your behavior at this time is a bit callous?"

"Ling! Zi! Yue!"

A roar that reached the sky once again interrupted the chaotic questioning.

Ling's mother fought her way through the chaotic crowd.

Her overwhelming anger silenced everyone and silently stepped aside to make way for her.

"Mom! Listen to me..."

Seeing her simple-minded mother, Ling Ziyue rubbed her brows helplessly. Just when she was about to explain, she received a big, unceremonious slap.

"You unworthy man! The Ling family has disgraced you!!"

Growing up, Ling Ziyue received a slap from her mother for the first time, and it was in full view of everyone. She had never said a harsh word in the past, even when she and her father, Ling Zhengming, got into trouble.

Ling Ziyue was a little confused by this sudden slap. The sound of the camera behind him pressing the shutter was one, and it was about to catch up with the drilling machine.

"Mom, don't be like this, things are not what you think..."

Han Muxue was so anxious that she didn't bother to explain. The first priority was to calm Ling's mother's anger. After all, it was too embarrassing to do this outside.

"Get over here!"

Ling's mother, who thought Han Muxue was an ignorant girl from another family, didn't appreciate it at all. She pushed him away and scolded him when he came up.

"You are not a good person! Who is a nice little girl who is married to a man? If you like to wear broken shoes so much, go to someone else's shoemaker's shop, where there are many broken shoes."

"Mom~ you are still so humorous~"

Knowing that it was inappropriate, Han Muxue suppressed her internal injuries without letting herself laugh. How could she call her son a broken shoe~

"You little girl, don't take advantage of me. You haven't obtained the license yet. It's illegal. Don't arrest anyone who calls you mom. If I didn't think you looked like Xue'er, I would have killed you on the first day you entered the house.

I was staring at you, but I didn’t expect you to actually bite your nose and face, do you have any sense of shame..."

"Mom, Mom," Ling Zi listened to his mother-in-law calling him one after another. His face turned black, but he was worried and helpless. It seemed that he had to take action on his own to effectively control this situation.

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"What are you doing? It's not your turn yet, just stay still!"

After so many years, Ling's mother has finally become a bit like a mother, with a hatred of iron that cannot be transformed into steel. However, this occasion is a bit embarrassing.

Although Ling Ziyue heard it unpleasantly, he felt a little relieved in his heart: his mother had completely let go and was no longer polite to him.

"mom!"

"Why are you shouting? Are you still justified in doing something wrong!?"

Ling's mother dug her ears and was frightened by her son's loud shout, which sounded like a bell.

"No, Mom~"

Seeing that her mother had calmed down a little, Ling Ziyue quickly pulled her aside and lowered her voice to please her.

"Mom, don't even think about it. Who else but me would call you mom so naturally?"

She turned around and saw Han Muxue, who was closest behind her, winking mischievously at her. This smart little expression looked like the wooden and dull little vixen girl surnamed Ye that she had seen before.

Not alone.

"?"

She was a little confused. With this hairstyle, this outfit, and this skin color, wasn't she the little girl named Ye? Could it be Xue'er!?

She looked back at her son, looked back and forth, made a sound in her mouth, rolled her eyes, and pointed at her son to warn him.

"Don't think you are playing some little trick, I don't know, singing an oboe, acting? Real and fake princess? A raccoon cat for a prince?"

"Mom~ I'm not lying to you, it's true, there is a DNA identification report~"

Ling Ziyue took out his cell phone and showed the irrefutable evidence.

"Okay, Ling Ziyue, you are very scheming~"

"Haha, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures~"
Chapter completed!