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Mo Ming noticed that Lin Yuan'er was crying and felt a bit at a loss. He stepped back a little, reached out to wipe her tears, and said, "Yuan, you should be happy. Why are you crying? Did I upset you?"
"It's all your fault. I'm just too happy; these are tears of joy," Lin Yuan'er laughed at Mo Ming's clueless expression, which left him feeling somewhat frustrated.
"Hmph..." The woman coldly snorted, clearly displeased. She turned to the waiter and said, "I want that style of ring. Do you have any left?"
"I'm sorry, that ring was custom-made by Benson, and there's only one. Would you like to see other rings instead?"
"No, I want that ring! Hmm... Dear Baby, just buy it for me. I can lose weight..." The woman began to act coy towards the middle-aged man, shaking his body and saying, "How about it? As long as you buy it for me, I'll do whatever you want... Don't you want to try something different?"
"That's what you said." The middle-aged man was a bit overwhelmed by desire and glanced lewdly at the woman's swaying chest, laughing as he said, "If you want that ring, I'll buy it for you, as long as you keep your word."
"Yes, if you buy it for me, I'll agree to your request."
"Um... Ahem." The middle-aged man cleared his throat a few times and smiled amiably. "Friend, my wife has taken a liking to that ring. I wonder if you could let it go? I promise that if you do, I'll give you thirty thousand."
"Get lost! I don't need your filthy money. That ring belongs to my wife; I won't sell it for any amount," Mo Ming said disdainfully as he glanced at the middle-aged man. He then took out his Gold Card and handed it to the waitress, saying, "I'll take that ring."
The middle-aged man felt a bit displeased with Mo Ming's attitude but swallowed his words when he saw the Gold Card in Mo Ming's hand. He dared not say anything further because that card symbolized the young man's significant status; he didn't want to offend him.
The middle-aged man turned back with a slightly conciliatory tone and said, "Let's just forget it; she has already set her sights on it."
"Darling..." The woman cooed again.
"Don't bother me. Since she saw the ring first, why should we make things difficult? Look at the other rings properly; if you like any of them, we can buy those. Stop talking nonsense; if we don't buy anything, I'm leaving," the middle-aged man said sternly.
Seeing that the middle-aged man was being reasonable, Mo Ming decided not to argue further. He turned to Lin Yuan'er and said, "Yuan, since we've already bought the wedding ring, let's quickly help your cousin pick out a necklace as a birthday gift."
"Mm."
Mo Ming turned to the Waitress and said, "Her leg is injured. Could you bring over the latest necklaces?"
"Of course, that's only natural. The customer is always right," the Waitress replied, recognizing the Swiss Bank Gold Card and knowing that Mo Ming was wealthy. Without any hesitation, she moved to another counter and brought over a pile of necklaces.
"Miss, these are the newest necklaces," the Waitress said with a smile. "If you like any of them, why not take one home? Hehe, I think you look so beautiful that any necklace would suit you."
Lin Yuan'er immediately began to carefully select one necklace after another. There were many types of necklaces, all exquisitely crafted and high-quality, making it hard to choose. After much consideration, she finally picked one.
It was a necklace made of several delicate chains connecting a piece of Phoenix Blood Tear Jade. The chains were entirely golden, intricately carved with fine patterns, making it quite unique.
"Alright, Brother Mo, I'll take this necklace."
Having chosen Fu Qingyun's gift, Mo Ming paid with his Gold Card and drove Lin Yuan'er back to Fu Meng's house.
Upon arriving at Fu Meng's home, Mo Ming carried Lin Yuan'er and knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, the door finally opened.
The person who opened the door was a young girl, around sixteen or seventeen years old. She looked somewhat familiar and resembled Fu Qingyun but was completely different from Fu Qingyun's delinquent girl image—like another person cast from the same mold.
Could it be that Fu Meng has two daughters?
"Hehe... Cousin, you've turned into a bad person! You didn't come back last night," the girl teased. "Cousin-in-law, hurry up and confess—did you two start making babies last night?"
Lin Yuan'er blushed and said, "Qingyun, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Mo Ming realized that the person in front of him was indeed Fu Qingyun; her personality hadn't changed at all!
Now, Fu Qingyun's appearance has completely changed. She no longer dresses like the Delinquent Girl she used to be; her once colorful hair is now dyed jet black, with straight bangs and hair that naturally falls over her shoulders and back. Her face is free of makeup, showing her natural beauty.
Fu Qingyun is wearing a simple white floral dress, embodying the image of the girl next door. To anyone who doesn't know her, this would be their first impression. However, Mo Ming will always remember her as the Delinquent Girl who could never hold back her words.
Despite this transformation, she looks much more attractive now, almost effortlessly beautiful. It's puzzling how many women struggle to achieve beauty while Fu Qingyun seems to make herself look unrecognizable.
"I didn't say anything wrong! You really didn't come back last night, did you? Hmph, sneaking around and not even wiping your mouth—can't even walk straight..." Fu Qingyun glanced at Lin Yuan'er on Mo Ming's back, her thoughts taking a mischievous turn.
Mo Ming nearly spat blood; this girl truly is a natural-born troublemaker.
Lin Yuan'er coldly remarked, "Talking nonsense again, little girl. It seems you don't want your birthday gift anymore! In that case, I might just give it to someone else."
"Don't! Cousin, I was just joking! Please don't take it seriously!" Upon hearing about the gift, Fu Qingyun immediately perked up, afraid that Lin Yuan'er might actually decide not to give it to her.
Mo Ming sighed with a bitter smile, "Can we please go inside and talk? I'm tired of standing here; show me some respect!"
"Alright then, Qingyun, step aside quickly. Your Cousin-in-law is starting to complain," Lin Yuan'er chuckled.
Fu Qingyun quickly moved out of the way, feeling a bit embarrassed as she smiled brightly, "Cousin-in-law, you must be exhausted! Please come inside; let me massage your legs."
Hearing this, Mo Ming's expression darkened as he ignored Fu Qingyun and carried Lin Yuan'er into the hall. He gently set her down on the sofa and stretched his arms, feeling a bit numb.
Fu Qingyun followed closely behind and suddenly pushed Mo Ming down onto the sofa. This startled him; he never expected that a little girl could push him down like that. What kind of world is this?
Feeling somewhat frustrated, Mo Ming asked with a wry smile, "Uh, what do you want?"
"What are you up to again?" Lin Yuan'er frowned and said irritably, "Don't mess with your Cousin-in-law! Your cousin here isn't someone to be trifled with; I'm jealous."
"Hey, you two, can you stop being so nervous? I'm just a little weak girl. If I have something to say, it's about what Cousin-in-law is doing to me." Fu Qingyun said with a smile, "Cousin, don't be jealous. Look at how tired Cousin-in-law is from hiding things from you; I just wanted to help him massage his thigh."
As she spoke, Fu Qingyun immediately reached out to help Mo Ming with his thigh. Her small, delicate hand squeezed without hesitation, causing Mo Ming's heart to race. He had to admit that her technique was quite good.
"Alright, alright, are you getting addicted to this?" Lin Yuan'er clapped her hands on Fu Qingyun's hand, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Even if you're going to take care of him, it shouldn't be you. Now then, I've got your birthday gift ready for you in advance."
Lin Yuan'er took out a necklace box from her bag and handed it to Fu Qingyun.
"Long live my cousin!"
With the gift in hand, Fu Qingyun stopped massaging Mo Ming's thigh and lunged forward to grab the box. Just as she was about to catch it, Lin Yuan'er moved it away.
"What are you doing, Cousin? Stop teasing me and let me see what the necklace looks like." Fu Qingyun clung to her, pouting pitifully and saying, "Come on, Cousin..."
"You little girl, your eyes light up when you see a gift." Lin Yuan'er gently poked Fu Qingyun on the forehead and then placed the gift in her hands. "This necklace costs fifty thousand; no need to thank me. It's a birthday gift from your Cousin-in-law."
"Then I have to give Cousin-in-law a kiss..."
As Fu Qingyun said this, she leaned in for a kiss, causing Mo Ming to instinctively step back. Lin Yuan'er quickly pulled her back and said irritably, "What do you mean by kissing? That's not something you can just do."
"No, I was just joking! Why are you two so serious?" Fu Qingyun laughed as she opened the necklace box. The necklace lying quietly inside immediately captured her strong affection, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, it's really beautiful! Cousin-in-law, you have great taste."
"Uh, actually I just provided the money; this necklace was personally chosen by Yuan." Mo Ming said with a wry smile.
Fu Qingyun pouted and replied, "Alright then, Cousin-in-law, you're not even paying attention to me; you wouldn't even pick out a gift yourself. It's really disappointing. I've changed so much for you."
"All day long just thinking about seducing your Cousin-in-law, aren't you asking for trouble!"
Lin Yuan'er shook her head in frustration and reached out to poke Fu Qingyun's forehead.
"Hey, cousin, you have a ring on your ring finger!" Fu Qingyun exclaimed upon noticing the ring on Lin Yuan'er's finger, nearly jumping up as she grabbed Lin Yuan'er's hand to examine it closely.
"Yes, this is a token from your cousin-in-law who proposed to me. What do you think? Does it look good?"
Fu Qingyun nodded eagerly like a chick pecking at grain. "Mm-mm, it's so beautiful! I want one too; it's just too happy." After saying that, she cast a wistful glance at Mo Ming. Without needing to say anything, Mo Ming already understood what she meant.
"Cousin-in-law, I want one too! Can you give me one? I'm willing to be your second wife."
This infuriated Lin Yuan'er, who grabbed Fu Qingyun's ear and huffed, "You little girl, you really have some nerve! You dare to flirt with cousin-in-law right in front of me? Do you believe I will twist your ear?"
"Hmph, go ahead and twist it! For cousin-in-law, you can kill me if you want!"
Mo Ming smiled wryly and said, "Yuan, I still have things to handle at the company, so I'll take my leave first. You focus on recovering from your leg injury here. I'll come to see you when I have time."
With that, Mo Ming quickly left, and they heard a voice behind him.
"Cousin-in-law, even if my cousin kills me, I still want to hold a ghost marriage with you!"
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