âPeizhen? Look, Ah Jing is amazing. He wrapped the dumplings so well on his first try.â
Xiang caiping taught Ling Jing several times. She didnât expect him to finish his apprenticeship very quickly. He finished one very smoothly. Although his movements werenât fast, at least the dumplings were wrapped well.
â...âSu Peizhen didnât say anything. The dumplings that she was holding seemed to have become Ling Jing.
She squeezed hard â
âPeizhen?â
Xiang caiping happened to see Su Peizhenâs action. She also felt that the dumplings that had been wrapped were broken by her.
The filling inside was exposed, stained with Su Peizhenâs oil.
âAre you okay? Your Dumpling Looked Fine to me just now. Why did you crush it?â
Xiang caiping looked at her, and so did Ling Jing.
The corners of Su Peizhenâs mouth twitched, and her smile was a little stiff.
âIâm fine. I wasnât careful.â
After giving Ling Jing a cold glance, Su Peizhen stood up and went to the kitchen to wash her hands.
The cold water rushed through her palm, and she more or less calmed down. Forget it. Why did she have to be so calculative with a bastard like Ling Jing?
If she liked to stay, then she would stay. If she liked to stay, then she wouldnât leave. If he did this, it would only make her hate him even more.
After washing her hands, Su Peizhen wasnât in a hurry to leave. She placed her hands on the countertop and thought seriously.
How should she get Ling Jing out. She absolutely didnât want to be in the same room with him.
Shameless. Did she think she would compromise like this? ridiculous.
After taking a few deep breaths, Su Peizhen finally calmed down.
Today was the New Year. She wanted Xiang caiping to be happy. If Ling Jingâs existence could make Xiang caiping happy, then she would force him to stay.
She would take it as leaving a clown who could make Xiang caiping happy.
Thinking of this, Su Peizhen felt much more comfortable.
When she went out of the kitchen, Su Peizhen had already cleaned up her mood.
She sat down again as if nothing had happened and started to wrap the dumplings again.
Ling Jing looked at her line of sight. She pretended not to see him and asked Xiang caiping. She answered very seriously, but she didnât look in Ling Jingâs direction.
The three of them moved very quickly, and the dumplings were wrapped very quickly.
Xiang caiping carried the dumplings to the kitchen.
âYou guys sit for a while. Iâll cook the dumplings.â
âAuntie, do you need help?âLing Jing stood up again very attentively. His attitude was sincere, and his performance was good.
Xiang caiping smiled like a flower, and the fine lines on her face seemed to have been talked about a lot.
âNo need, no need. Cook a dumpling. What do I Need Your Help For? You sit for a while. Watch TV for a while. Iâll be done in a minute.â
Su Peizhen got up and didnât intend to stay any longer.
She went to the living room and turned on the TV casually. She wasnât interested in the spring festival gala or the programs that were filled with jubilation after the new year.
She used the remote control to find a documentary that was very popular this year. It was about delicious food.
Su Peizhen sat on the sofa and looked very serious.
Until Ling Jing sat down beside her. When he sat down, she could still force herself to ignore him.
She wouldnât deliberately sit to the side to avoid him, as if he was important. She didnât want to give him this illusion.
But when Ling Jing put his hand on her leg, Su Peizhen couldnât bear it.
She raised her hand and hit the back of Ling Jingâs hand hard.
Ling Jingâs hand was red from her slap, but he refused to take his hand away.
âYouâre so strong.âHe leaned close to her ear. âWhy donât You Come Here Again?â
He pointed at his face. There was an obvious provocation in his eyes. Su Peizhen bit her lip and really raised her hand.
Her hand fell in the air and was caught by Ling Jing.
He looked at her and then looked in the direction of the kitchen. âYou really hit her? Arenât you afraid that Auntie will come out and see it later?â
âHer daughter is being harassed by a pervert. Whatâs the point of not hitting her?âSu Peizhen looked at him expressionlessly. âMaybe after I finish hitting her, she will say that she did well.â
âYou...â
This woman was really hateful, angry, annoyed, and loved.
He stretched out his long arm and directly put it on her waist. He lowered his head and was about to kiss her.
âLing Jing, if you change your mind, do you believe that I will tear you apart and call the police right now to say that you broke into a private house?â
âYou wonât,âLing Jing said and moved his face closer. âBecause you donât want your mother to be unhappy.â
With that, their lips touched. She could only see his enlarged face.
Anger began to gather in her eyes. She had just raised her hands when she was countered by him behind her back. The situation where her hands were suppressed made her entire body move in his direction.
The action of throwing herself into his arms made Ling Jing Smile. He couldnât help but deepen the kiss.
The sound of the television continued, and Xiang Caipingâs busy voice could still be heard in the kitchen.
Su Peizhen gritted her teeth at first and refused to let him go deeper, but this damn man was simply too much of a bastard.
He pinched her waist. It didnât hurt, but it itched.
She couldnât help but loosen her grip. And in just a split second, his snake had successfully barged in.
One step back meant one step back. Su Peizhen was kissed by Ling Jing until she had no strength to resist.
She hadnât tasted her lips for a long time. She hadnât kissed or hugged her like this.
Ling Jing almost didnât want to let go. But he knew what it meant to stop when it was enough and to stop when it was good.
He let go of her, raised his hand, and caressed her lips. His gaze was so deep that it seemed as if he could put her whole body in it.
âPeizhen...â
She almost sighed. Her name sounded especially sexy when it came out of his mouth.
Su Peizhenâs heartbeat was a little out of order. She suddenly pushed him hard. She sat an armâs length away from him.
Whether she admitted it or not, Ling Jingâs kissing skills were damn good. His voice was the same.
âPeizhen ââ
Ling Jing called her again. Su Peizhen glared at him as if she had been electrocuted. She quickly got up and went to the kitchen without looking back.
In the kitchen, the water had been boiled. Xiang caiping was putting the dumplings into the pot.
âMom, do you need help?â
âSure.âXiang caiping nodded. âSet up the bowls. Take out the cold dishes you bought before and serve them. Iâll cook two more dishes later, and then we can eat.â
Because there were only two people, Xiang caiping didnât plan to cook too much. But now that Ling Jing was here, she definitely had to add two more dishes.
âOkay.â
For a person like Ling Jing, dinner was not considered sumptuous.
The Ling family had a new year, and it was as if Cixi was eating. The table was full of delicacies. But to Ling Jing, the dishes on the table were not as good as the hot dumplings in front of him.
âCome. Try It.âXiang caiping personally scooped a bowl of dumplings for Ling Jing. âAuntieâs cooking is average. Youâre welcome.â
âThank you, Auntie.â
Taking the bowl of dumplings, Ling Jingâs eyes were unusually hot.
The Ling family had five illegitimate children. including him, there were six. Liu Xiyun was very good to him, but later, the old man had a car accident. After he was injured in an accident, his body became much worse.
So Liu Xiyun put most of her energy on the old man.
He was well taken care of by the servants every day. But no matter how well the servants took care of him, they were not his parents.
He could not even remember if he had ever eaten a bowl of Liu Xiyunâs rice in his memory? Had he ever eaten a bowl of Liu Xiyunâs food.
âYou Child, why donât you eat?â
âNo. Iâm eating already.âLing Jing looked up at Xiang caiping with a sincere expression. âAuntie, you donât know that my mother hasnât even served me food. Auntie, youâre So Kind.â
Xiang caiping was a very emotional person. Hearing this, she became excited all of a sudden.
âYou Child, Why Are You So Pitiful?â
She liked watching TV dramas, especially those that were made in China.
Ling Jingâs words made her imagine countless things. Then she thought of Ling Jing being chased out of the house by her father. All of a sudden, she imagined a pitiful life where her father didnât love her and her mother didnât.
âEat more.âXiang caiping looked distressed. âNo wonder youâre so thin. So Pitiful.â
The corner of SU Peizhenâs mouth twitched. If it werenât for her good upbringing,. She really couldnât help but flip the table over.
Ling Jing was pitiful?
Mom, donât joke around. What was there to be pitiful about.
The young master of the Ling family had a family fortune of hundreds of millions. He had countless businesses under his name, and he casually played with your daughter like she was some kind of toy. was he pitiful?
âPeizhen, you eat too.â
Thinking that Su Peizhen was unhappy that she was only serving Ling Jing Sheng, Xiang caiping quickly scooped a bowl for Su Peizhen.
Su Peizhen took the bowl and gave Ling Jing a glare without hesitation.
Unexpectedly, Ling Jingâs eyes seemed to be a little red. He really looked like he was touched.
The more he acted like this, the more Su Peizhen felt uncomfortable and disgusted. How could there be such a man? She was really angered to death.
Acting like this in front of Xiang caiping was really too much.
âAuntie, itâs So Delicious.âLing jing tasted a dumpling. He praised Xiang caipingâs craftsmanship very much. âAuntie, your craftsmanship is really good.â
It was indeed not the craftsmanship of a great chef, but this dumpling tasted more like home.
âIf itâs delicious, then eat more.âXiang caiping sat down. Thinking of what Ling Jing had said just now, she took a pair of chopsticks and picked up a few dishes for him and put them into the bowl in front of him.
âEat more.âWhat a pitiful child.
Su Peizhen endured it very hard. She could only eat the dumplings in her bowl as if she was venting her anger.
She repeatedly reminded herself not to be angry, not to be angry. It was the New Year. Ling Jing was not worth her anger.
Her silence did not mean that Ling Jing did not speak.
She chatted with Xiang caiping and talked about some of the customs of Rong City during the New Year.
Su Peizhen had been in Rong City for two or three years, so she really didnât know much about the customs of Rong City. But Xiang caiping did.
The two of them seemed to have found a bosom friend, and they talked very passionately.
Su Peizhen was reduced to a background once again. No matter how she gave Ling Jing a flying knife, it was useless.
After a difficult meal, Su Peizhen wanted to kick Ling Jing out.
But she didnât know that Xiang caiping looked at her and said quite naturally, âPeizhen, clean up the guest room. Jing can stay here tonight.â
..
That was enough