Chapter 53: Do Your Best

  Only saw a Chinese woman with a face as delicate as a flower, her phoenix eyes slightly raised. Her mature and steady complexion was on par with Ling Han's. She wore a elegant light-colored outfit in a low-key dark green color, exuding nobility and clarity. Her natural black hair was tied up, sitting on the sofa, her eyes gazing towards the door.

  Leng Xi stood there in stunned silence, gazing at the intimate scene before him: Ling Han was half-embracing a woman, with steaming tea on the coffee table, likely brewed just moments ago.

  This woman, although her face is youthful and pretty, looks mature and seasoned. She should be over 40 years old.

  Ling Han when did you start liking mature women? Still such a familiar mature woman. Leng Xi only focused on eating vinegar, standing at the door and letting out a few sour breaths.

  "Who are you." The woman glanced up, her eyes were on the door, but it seemed like she was looking somewhere else, her phoenix-like eyes somewhat dazed.

  It's this voice. The one that just came from the phone is this voice. Could she be Ling Han's foreign girlfriend?

  Leng Xi was taken aback, her blood and energy surging back to her heart. She forced a smile, trying to hide her embarrassment. "I'm Leng Han's woman, living here. So you must be Leng Han's friend, right? Sorry for coming back late. Let me get you some tea right away."

  Leng Xi's smile was very sweet, but in her heart, she thought sourly: Hmph, I just want you to know who the woman living with Ling Han is. Even if you've gained Ling Han's temporary favor, you're just a passing guest. Ling Han will soon lose interest.

  Looking at Leng Qing's appearance, walking over with a wronged and aggrieved expression, Ling Han couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and look at her with interest: This woman must have taken the wrong medicine. Isn't she usually gentle and obedient? Who is she trying to show off this strong attitude to now?

  The woman sitting next to Ling Han also slightly frowned, with a hint of displeasure between her eyebrows: Where did this woman come from, being so arrogant and self-important? She openly provoked the woman in front of her, not knowing humility at all.

  She was just mentioned by Leng Kang, and Leng Xi had been feeling depressed and uncomfortable in her heart. A melancholic sense of injury wandered around in her mind. Thinking that Ling Han was still with another woman made her even more sour and suffocated. She was worried about not being able to find that woman to vent her emotions, but now she's delivered right to her doorstep.

  She couldn't hide the anger in her heart. She actually had a dispute with a woman. Mali quickly poured tea and handed it to the woman, saying, "Sorry, I didn't take care of you properly. You came as a guest and still had to wait for me to come back. I'm really sorry. This cup of tea is my apology." Leng Xi's face was smiling, but her muscles were stiff and sore. She deliberately emphasized the two words "as a guest".

  The woman's eyes were not on the teacup, but tightly fixed on Leng Xi's face, her expression cold and displeased.

  Her gaze shifted slightly, falling on the woman's eyes. A strange feeling suddenly flashed through Leng Xi's heart, causing her pupils to flicker for a moment. The woman's eyes had no luster, dull and lifeless. Her gaze was also somewhat scattered, lacking focus. Was it just her imagination?

  Suddenly, the teacup she was holding in mid-air was snatched away by a large hand. The movement was swift and rough. Cold Creek suddenly came to his senses and met the icy gaze of Ling Han's starry eyes. His face was cold and stern, almost a sign of anger. "Go back to your room." The thick tone hid a burning anger.

  Leng Xi was startled and shrank back. Her bright eyes dimmed. She looked at Ling Han with an unclear expression.

  "It's been a while... You're back..." Just as Ling Han was about to get angry, Lou Shu's voice timely rang out. Footsteps came from the door, getting closer and closer. Lou Shu walked past Ling Han and stood in front of the woman, slightly bowing his head and asking with concern, "Zi Feng, after sitting on a plane for tens of hours, aren't you tired? I went to the airport earlier, but didn't expect Young Master Han to come pick you up first."

  Leng Xi's heart skipped a beat. Airport.

  Just now on the phone, I heard the humming sound of the machine, it won't be the sound of the car starting, will it? Leng Xi's mind was in a mess. So, Ling Han wasn't with Du Shaoxi, but went to pick someone up. Who is this woman...

  "Little building, I can hear that your voice is still full of energy and vigor as always." Zǐ Fèng slightly curved her lips, a elegant and refined smile.

  Leng Xi was completely stunned. They had known each other for a long time. Could it be... The next moment, Ling Han's words confirmed what she had been thinking in her heart.

  "Mom, Uncle Lou is very good. The day before yesterday, he was still fighting non-stop for a night. It can be seen that his kidneys are extremely good." Ling Han's words were accompanied by a smile, and as she spoke, she glanced at Uncle Lou with a meaningful look.

  Mom, Leng Xi's eyes widened and she was petrified on the spot. Although she had guessed that this woman might be Ling Han's mother, when she heard Ling Han call out loud, she was still shocked to the point where her head buzzed with noise.

  My goodness! What's wrong with her? Has she fainted from anger or something? She actually started eating vinegar with Ling Han's mom. She's really become muddled from eating too much vinegar.

  No wonder Ling Han's eyes are similar to hers, both being narrow and long phoenix pupils. No wonder Ling Han calls her dear. They have gotten used to the American way of life. Calling each other dear is nothing out of the ordinary. She actually couldn't tell them apart. How silly of her.

  Leng Xi's heart suddenly panicked and chaotic. She was so anxious that her face turned white, then red again, and she was sweating profusely. It was really embarrassing to death. Just now, she said Ling Han's mother was a guest. Ahhh, ahahahaha. I'm so ashamed. I really want to find a hole to crawl into.

  "No, don't listen to Leng Shao's nonsense. I'm already at this age, how can I still have the energy of young people? It's actually Leng Shao who is full of energy, like he's been injected with chicken blood or something. He's been making a ruckus all night and won't stop, it's so loud that I feel embarrassed to listen from downstairs..." Lou Shu's rugged face turned slightly awkward, with a hint of embarrassment, as he immediately rejected Leng Shao's words, with a tone of explanation."

  "Oh, cold. I've never seen you so... spirited. Are Chinese girls really that good?" Han Mu slightly shifted her gaze, but her eyes remained unfocused, fixed on Ling Han without a focal point.

  Leng Xi was stunned, her face flushing red as she stood there. No wonder she grew up in an open city, even her words were so suggestive. She didn't even blush or skip a beat when talking about such things at home. Listening to her made Leng Xi feel ashamed.

  "Ah, isn't that so...?" Lao Shu turned back his eyes and finally noticed Qing Xi standing on the side. He pulled Qing Xi to his side with a meaningful expression and began introducing him in a way that was full of deep meaning. "Qing Shao has an eye for unique things. This is his opponent who doesn't rest even at night. A small, melon-seed-shaped face, white jade-like skin, black hair like ink, a slender and delicate figure, tender and pleasing to the eye... The image is almost exactly what people often imagine a little elf to be like. Zi Feng, you're so clever, shouldn't you know why Qing Shao is being so enthusiastic?" At this time, Lao Shu was more cheerful than usual. He was using his own method to introduce Qing Xi to Han Mu.

  She stared straight at Ling Han's mother, and Leng Xi's heart was racing with anxiety. A pair of black eyes blinked erratically. If she wasn't mistaken, Ling Han's mother was blind.

  A pang of sympathetic pain suddenly jumped onto the tip of my heart, and it hurt for a moment. Such a beautiful and noble woman, yet she can't see.

  When heaven is creating something beautiful, it always leaves some imperfections, making people feel regretful and heartbroken.

  Her arm was pushed by Lou Shu, and Leng Xi only then realized that she had lost her mind and quickly came back to herself. With an apologetic smile, she said, "Auntie, hello. I'm Leng Xi. I...I didn't know you were Ling Han's mom earlier. Sorry, really sorry..." She bowed repeatedly to apologize.

  Han Mu pulled up the corner of her mouth, seeming to smile but giving Leng Xi a cold and chilly misconception. "Since you're Han Zhan's opponent, you can also be considered under my command. Don't be polite, sit down."

  Leng Xi was somewhat stunned. The object of their battle... underlings? Why were their terms so strange? This wasn't an army, after all.

  Leng Xi nodded and walked over to sit down beside Ling Han.

  Ling Han pinched her cheek, as if still blaming her for the mistake she made earlier, hinting that she shouldn't do it again in the future.

  Leng Xi hung his head. A pair of watery eyes looked at him mistakenly, blinking as if to say: I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again in the future.

  Although the mother was blind, her heart was extremely clear. She sensed the silent exchange between Ling Han and Leng Qing. The muscles at the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and her face tightened.

  "Auntie, what dish do you like to eat? I'll help you pick some."

  The atmosphere on the dinner table was somewhat quiet, with an eerie and strange aura. Leng Xi had been paying attention to Han Mu all along. From the beginning until now, she only ate her own food in front of her, not even taking a single dish.

  Leng Xi looked at her heart and felt uncomfortable. Is it that Auntie can't see the dish, so she hasn't served it yet? A sympathetic pain for the weak lingered in her heart for a long time. She sincerely said a sentence.

  Upon hearing this, Ling Han and Lou Shu's chopsticks suddenly stopped in mid-air. Unconsciously, they lifted their eyes to look at her, their piercing gazes carrying a warning tone.

  What's wrong with this woman? Always stepping on landmines.

  Leng Xi was taken aback for a moment. She blinked her eyes in confusion and looked very innocent. Had she said something wrong again?

  Her mother's face indeed stiffened, though she still replied indifferently, "I don't need any dishes, I'm eating high-class rice." She picked up a mouthful of rice and slowly began to chew.

  Another meal began in silence. As the dinner party ended and everyone left their seats, Han Mu's figure paused slightly. A clear and melodious voice floated over with a sentence that was profound in meaning, causing Leng Xi to be shocked for a moment.

  "Sometimes, what you think is a sympathetic gaze can actually be the deadliest poison." With that, Han Mu went upstairs with Lou Shu's support.

  Lengxi zhen zai le yuandi. Xin jiujiu bu neng pingjing. Shi a, you shihou ni zijue wei shi hao yi shi wei bieren hao. Shu bu zhi, na qishi ye shi yizhong shanghai.

  Has she never received such sympathetic gazes before? She has been bearing the weight of others' expectations since childhood. Every time she sees that kind of gaze, it's as if someone is scraping off a layer of her skin. What you don't wish for yourself, don't impose on others. How could she still make this mistake?

  Just as she was getting anxious, her phone in her pocket rang. She calmed down and picked it up. "Hello... sister..."

  "Xī ér, you... did you tell Líng Hán about my work troubles? I'm really counting on you to help me out. I don't want to fall apart anymore, please, you have to help me." Lěng Nī's voice was filled with urgent pleading.

  "I will try my best..."

  "Do your best." Leng Xi's words were cut off as Ling Han, who had just come out of the restroom, walked up to her side and wrapped his arm around her waist, asking: