Chapter 1270 Let’s Keep a Low Profile

Huang Ling: "Mom, I will explain to you later that this is all a misunderstanding. Nothing happened between him and Aina. It was his grandpa and Aina who caused the trouble."

Liu Fengfeng: "Do you believe this too? He said this for the sake of the child in your belly! Silly girl!!"

Huang Ling: "If you think so, I can't help it. In fact, Aina has a boyfriend."

Liu Fengfeng: "Come back!"

Huang Ling: "No! Maupassant is cooking for me."

Liu Fengfeng: "I'm really pissed off. You just believe whatever Maupassant says. Why are you so stupid?"

Huang Ling: "Mom, if you love him, you must trust him enough. Those photos were taken by Aina looking for someone to take photos. I won't tell you anymore. I smell the fragrance and I'm going to eat."

After saying that, Huang Ling hung up the phone without giving Liu Fengfeng a chance to speak.

"This damn girl." Liu Fengfeng looked at the phone and cursed angrily, "I was really carried away by love. No, I was carried away by sweet words. I believe whatever Maupassant says."

Cheng Xichen, who was standing behind Liu Fengfeng, smiled bitterly and said, "Huang Ling loves Coach Mo very much."

"What's the use of love? A cheating man can't have it."

"Or, as she said, it was just a misunderstanding."

"The photos have come out, how could it be a misunderstanding?"

"Auntie, I really can't believe some of the photos. The effects of P are even better than those taken on site."

Liu Fengfeng turned around and looked deeply at Cheng Xichen: "Xichen, I can feel that you like Huang Ling. But Huang Ling is very paranoid. Now that she has reconciled with Maupassant, she is afraid that I will beat her to death. , she won’t even separate from him, you are really wronged.”

Cheng Xichen smiled: "Auntie, I'm serious. What's wrong with me? It's because I like Huang Ling, but Huang Ling has never said she likes me."

Liu Fengfeng patted him on the shoulder, "You are such a good young man, you will definitely be able to find a better girl than Huang Ling in the future."

Cheng Xichen smiled and said, "I hope so."

"It's very late, go back to sleep."

"Okay, good night, aunt." Cheng Xichen turned around and returned to the room.

He likes the environment here and Huang Ling, but he knows that Huang Ling will not belong to him...

He is not as good as Maupassant in all aspects, at least in terms of age, he lost to him...

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Perhaps because she was in a good mood, Huang Ling thought the bowl of noodles cooked by Maupassant was particularly delicious!

She even finished the soup without feeling nauseated or vomiting. She felt very comfortable!

Maupassant ate with her. Seeing how delicious she was eating, he curled his lips and said with a smile: "Isn't the noodles cooked by my husband very special?"

Huang Ling blushed: "You are not my husband!"

"They're all asleep, aren't they? The kids are already here, aren't they?"

"We haven't produced evidence yet."

"Go and do it tomorrow."

Huang Ling's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Maupassant nodded seriously: "Of course it's true. I want to give our child all the certificates, birth certificate, birth certificate, and our marriage certificate."

Huang Ling supported her head and looked at Maupassant with a smile: "Momo, shall we have a wedding?"

Maupassant looked at her: "Let's have a big wedding, but not this year."

Huang Ling nodded: "I understand. In fact, what I want to say is that we don't need to hold a wedding. We just need to get all the documents. We need to keep a low profile."

Maupassant looked at her playfully: "How to keep a low profile?"

"As you said just now, you are very handsome. There are many women who like you, and there are also many women who are jealous of me. I think it is better for us to keep a low profile."