Chapter 5 An Qing

After Ling Yun finished everything, it was already past eight o'clock, when his cell phone rang.

"Hey, Mom, guess who I am?"

An Qing on the other end of the phone had a dark look on her face. She might have given birth to a fake daughter.

"I guess you are Ling Yuexian, my good baby, right?"

"Wow, Mommy is so awesome. You knew it was me as soon as you guessed it."

The little guy started chatting with his mother and talked a lot. Ling Yun was listening beside him and didn't interrupt, but slowly fell into memories.

Sissi's mother is Ling Yun's senior student in college. She is the goddess of the music department, having graduated from Lingyun twice.

In Ling Yun's junior year, An Qing was already a slightly famous actress. Ling Yun only knew a few goddesses in the university, but he didn't know An Qing yet.

Ling Yun worked a part-time job as a bartender during college.

One night, Ling Yun, who was returning to school after working a part-time job, met a drunk An Qing near a bar.

At that time, Ling Yun was not as determined as the Ling Yun in front of him. He was fascinated by An Qing after just one glance.

The drunk An Qing didn't care who she was, so she dragged him into the bar to drink again. Ling Yun was worried that something would happen to her but refused. It was a joke, how could she refuse in this matter.

As a result, the two got drunk and had sex together. When An Qing sobered up the next day, she was going crazy. It was like this for the first time.

Who is this guy in front of me? Although he is good-looking, he is engaged!

If his family found out, he would definitely be in big trouble. After thinking about it, An Qing finally decided to cut off all relations with the person in front of him, but he was so stupid that she was pregnant.

Afterwards, An Qing investigated Ling Yun and found out that he was from the Ling family of the Imperial Capital and did not approach her intentionally. He was also a student at Jinling University and everything with him was accidental.

An Qing didn't want to be a victim of her family, so she didn't accept finger-tip marriage, so she had no choice but to escape, quietly leaving her family's attention, and secretly gave birth to little Sissy in the United States.

But without the support of the family's industry, I have cut off all contact with my family. I have almost spent all the money I earned in the past two years. What will I do if I have no money?

When her daughter was more than one year old, she decided to return to China for development and could only leave her daughter to her father to raise.

Although she really didn't want Ling Yun to take care of her daughter, she investigated this man after returning to China and her life was in a mess, but she really couldn't find a suitable candidate.

Half an hour later, little Sissy shook Ling Yun.

"Daddy, Mommy said she loves you." She handed the phone to him.

An Qing on the other end of the phone was tricked by her own daughter again.

"Hey." Ling Yun said.

"Please calm down, don't play games all day and not take care of your daughter." Some people on the other side hate the iron.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of my daughter from now on, and I won't play games anymore."

"This is best. I hope you are not perfunctory with me. I heard my daughter say, did you make something delicious for her tonight?"

When An Qing heard her daughter compliment him on his cooking skills, she didn't believe it. She probably ordered takeout from a five-star hotel and lied to her daughter.

This guy is getting more and more outrageous. I will fix him properly when I have time.

"Well, I promised her that I will cook for her in the future."

"hehe."

An Qing seemed to be hearing a joke.

Regarding An Qing's hehe, Ling Yun knew that she didn't believe him, and he didn't care whether she believed it or not.

After ending the call, Ling Yun gave his daughter a bath, during which Sissi clamored for Ling Yun to tell her a story.

no way.

I could only tell a few stories from memory to continue the deception. Not to mention that if these stories were spread, I don’t know how many publishing houses would be scrambling to authorize them.