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Chapter 83 Don't Hate, Don't Forgive!

On the first day of the New Year, for Chi Mo who was in the hotel, it was not much different from usual.

All meals are delivered to your door, and there is no need to leave the room.

Don’t mention New Year’s greetings, we can handle it in the WeChat message.

...

Dingdong, Dingdong Dingdong!

February 12, Tuesday, the second day of the Chinese New Year; Nanjin Dongcheng, a three-bedroom home, the doorbell was ringed.

"Come here~" the sound was faintly crisp.

Click, the door opens!

"Brother-in-law~" Leng Qingcheng smiled in her little face.

Chi Mo, who was carrying gift wine and health supplements, had a headache when he heard the sound. This girl just kept silent.

"Slippers, slippers~" Leng Qingcheng continued to smile.

Sighing and shook his head, Chi Mo stepped into the door and replaced it with the familiar cotton-padded body.

Whoosh, whoosh!

On the sofa in the living room, three eyes turned around and looked at it.

Leng Dad and Chen’s mother will not mention it for the time being. Leng Qingling Waterfall’s black hair is casually dispersed. Because this community is heated, the living room itself is warm and steaming. It is dressed in lightweight casual cotton wool at home, and its figure is very stylish.

Looking at each other, the eyes were complicated, and biting the lips without saying a word.

"Chi Mo, come here as soon as you come, what else can I bring?" Chen's mother and Chen Yuzhen rebuked lightly as if she was unhappy.

"It's the New Year, it's not good to have empty hands." Chi Mo smiled politely, and then looked at Dad Leng.

Leng Dad Leng Xuelin nodded and said nothing.

For a moment, the once very close family suddenly fell into strange and inexplicable atmosphere.

"Cheng'er, why are you standing there?" Chen Yuzhen.

"Oh...oh." Leng Qingcheng came back to his senses when she heard the sound, and quickly took over the items in Chi Mo's hand, put them on the dining table in the living room, and then returned to the place.

"Xiu'er, get up and entertain Chi Mo." Chen Yuzhen turned her head and looked at Leng Qingning who was still sitting on her back.

Yes, that's right, Leng Qingning's nickname, Xiu'er.

Because the pronunciation of "Ninger" is a bit raspy, it is not as smooth as that of "Orange" so there is, Xiuer!

"Chi Mo, you and Xiu'er go to the house to chat first. I'll chop the stuffing and mix noodles with your dad and make dumplings." Chen Yuzhen turned her head and smiled and made arrangements to break down the embarrassment.

Chi Mo nodded, but did not refuse. Facing one person is better than facing four people; before Leng Qingning got up, he stepped directly into the second bedroom, Leng Qingning's bedroom.

Leng Qingcheng pouted and wanted to talk to Chi Mo more, but it was up to her sister, so she would not make trouble.

Leng Qingning sighed, got up and walked forward.

After nearly five months of divorce, the two have changed!

...

It is true that things change!

In the second bedroom facing south, Chi Mo sighed at the wedding photos of the original body and Leng Qingning hanging on the bedside tack, as well as other familiar furniture and supplies.

He is Xin Chi Mo, without the feeling of staying in his original body, so he doesn't have to pay much attention to his parents-in-law's cold family.

Although starting from here, it is indeed much closer to the cemetery of the original adoptive parents, which is much more convenient.

However, some things are just what he and Leng Qingning did; in order to have a beginning and an end, we still have to give our parents-in-law an explanation, so we went to the appointment today.

There is also Qingcheng, this little girl, melancholy~.

"Sorry, I forgot to pick it off." Suddenly, a cold and astringent sound rang behind my back, Leng Qingling.

Chi Mo turned his head and smiled and said, "It's okay."

Leng Qingning bit her lips lightly, her eyes were complicated, "It's almost five months since the divorce, and it's still fine recently."

"Well, okay, you should know."

Leng Qingning nodded, crossed Chi Mo and sat by the bedside. Chi Mo also sat on the chair next to the desk.

You can't stand and chat with each other, or talk nonsense, there are still people outside.

"Congratulations, the movie is on the big sale."

"Congratulations, the box office is also very good."

Listening to the words, Leng Qingning chuckled softly, "Your congratulations, I hear it very much like a mockery. Recently, I was beaten up on the Internet. What did Rong Zi do?"

Chi Mo did not admit it, but said, "Stay away from Meng Yi, if you settle down, forget it."

Leng Qingning knew what this meant, bit her lower lip and said a little awkwardly: "I'm ready to make a reservation, but I ignored you after receiving your text message."

"Chi Mo, do you still care about me?"

"Apart from that kissing scene, I have no intimacy with Meng Yi in private. Believe me~ OK?"

Chi Mo couldn't refuse and smiled casually: "Believe it or not, I'm just doing my last tip as your ex-husband, nothing else."

"As for caring or not, what do you think."

He stared at him, and after a moment Leng Qingning understood, Chi Mo's gaze was very calm, without any intention.

If you really care, you will at least be a little indignant.

"You hate me?"

Chi Mo smiled and waved his hand and said, "I really don't hate it."

"After all, I was the first to break the contract. Without the cause of me, I would not have the result of you."

"Then why don't you forgive me?"

Hearing the words, Chi Mo let out a light breath and laughed indifferently, "Forgive me, I can't do it! Because our divorce is a certain fact, nothing can be saved."

"So, it doesn't make sense to forgive or not."

"Why, are you still thinking about remarrying?"

...

"Brother-in-law, what about my song~"

Leng Qingning was speechless, got up and walked out of the bedroom to calm down. Leng Qingcheng, who caught the gap, flashed in.

Chi Mo shook his head and smiled bitterly, took out a piece of paper from his lining pocket, and handed it directly to his former sister-in-law.

Bar!

A pop ~ sound.

Leng Qingcheng quickly printed a fragrant kiss on Chi Mo's left face to thank him, and then took the score paper and read it.

Chi Mo continued to smile bitterly. This rough original body was too close to this little girl and was melancholy.

Leng Qingcheng used to be thirteen or fourteen years old, but she didn't grow anywhere. Suddenly, she was very excited to have a brother-in-law. She was careless and didn't pay much attention when she was with each other. For example, she hugged her arms, hugged her, and was occasionally kissed.

The original body just regarded Leng Qingcheng as a little girl and didn't care much about some intimate actions.

Being a screenwriter is also considered artistic and more casual.

After all, there were no two people doing too much, so they got along well and were careless.

At present, Chi Mo could also see that Leng Qingcheng had no affection for him, but only had a simple affection and attachment, like his brother-in-law and brother.

However, now that the little girl has grown up, it is not appropriate to have any intimate actions.

"Orange, pay attention to your behavior in the future, ~"

Hearing the sound, Leng Qingcheng, who was watching the lyrics and music, wrinkled her nose and looked up and laughed: "Old and old-fashioned! It's normal that the brother and sister hug each other a little, okay, I won't be taboo to you."

"Hey, you are divorced from my sister~" Leng Qingcheng's eyes lit up, as if she suddenly realized.

"Hehe brother-in-law, why don't you wait for me to grow up?"

After hearing the words, Chi Mo almost sprayed out a mouthful of salt water and angrily scolded: "Don't mess around, can you understand the lyrics and music?"

Leng Qingcheng curled his lips, nodded and shook his head.

"Listen, I'll teach you and learn seriously."

:"The lake is your eyes"

: "Dreams are full of stars, mood is a legend, waiting forever"

: "Growth is a door to leaves"

: "I have a group of dear people in my childhood. Spring is a journey, and it has changed dramatically."

: "Those whom I love, those passing winds, those eternal vows over and over again"

: "Those who love me, those precipitated tears, those eternal vows over and over again"

: "We have all had a innocent and sad face, holding the sunshine in our hands, we look into the distance"

:"Gently day by day"

: "Year after year, as we grow up, will we sing again? Wishes?"

("Wish", four stars recommended for the song)
Chapter completed!
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