Chapter 1192

Maupassant's father actually disliked her so much and despised her.

Is Huang Ling's identity really so ordinary?

She lives under the identity of Huang Ling, but in fact, she has the cruelty of Ban Dechang in her heart.

He is not weak in character, nor does he behave well just because the other person is the father of the man he loves.

She couldn't do this, not to mention... the other party didn't like her yet.

Yaya, is Huang Ling's identity really that bad?

After all, she is the real daughter of Ban Dechang, and her father is the good president who is praised by the world!

Huang Ling was so angry. Maupassant's father didn't like her. She was so angry!

She wants to file a complaint!

She called Maupassant and turned off the phone.

He is busy!

She texted him on WeChat: "Brother Mo, your dad is here. He told me a lot. He said that I am an ordinary woman and not worthy of you, who is so tall. He also affected your future and said that you should go to K country. If you are with me, you are marrying into K country, and you are barging in!"

"He asked me to leave you, and I said I couldn't do it. In this case, let him tell you, if you hate me or despise me, just tell me, don't hold it in. Please don't worry, uncle, as long as you hate me If you dislike me, I will leave you immediately. Also, my uncle is not as handsome as you, so the complaint is over!"

He finished speaking in one breath, and then with a "swish" sound, the message was sent.

Although her whole body felt like it was falling apart, Huang Ling didn't feel sleepy at all.

Woo hoo... That old guy Mo Jingkai didn't agree with her being with his son.

Love that is not approved by elders is really pitiful——

Huang Ling curled her lips and looked like she was about to cry. She didn't know if Brother Mo would really hate her and despise her one day.

Do men, in the end, really like gentle and gentle women?

Huang Ling fell asleep after thinking about it.

She was really tired, and Maupassant wore her down like a wild beast.

They were supposed to have a good rest in their new house, but who knew Maupassant's father would come.

He must have come to City A without telling Maupassant——

"Hey, Huang Ling?" Huang Ling was woken up by Xu Lingling.

Huang Ling opened her eyes, feeling a little confused for a moment.

She thought it was Maupassant who woke her up, it was a habit.

After seeing Xu Lingling's face clearly and the scene in the dormitory, I remembered where she was.

"Aren't you sick?" Xu Lingling stood in front of the bed and looked at Huang Ling with concern: "Are you okay?"

Get ill?

Maupassant took three days off for her because she was sick?

Huang Ling sat up with difficulty, not because she was sick, but because her whole body was sore.

When Xu Lingling saw her, she quickly bent over and helped her up: "What's going on? It's so difficult to get up?"

"High fever, whole body weakness." Huang Ling lied.

"The party is over. Didn't you leave with Coach Mo? The classmates are talking about you going on a date." Xu Lingling said.

Huang Ling twitched her lips, "Do you think Coach Mo will date me?"

"I don't think so. Coach Mo has a girlfriend. But where did you go that night?"

"We just left school together. My best friend came over and we ate seafood together. Who knew that I was allergic to seafood, had a high fever, and was hospitalized." Huang Ling's pitiful look did not look like she was lying at all, but every word she said , are all made up.

Alas, how many lies do people have to tell in this life?

Xu Lingling seemed to understand and nodded: "Oh, so that's it."