Crippled Master's Young Wife

In the coffee shop, Xia Ling sat by the window, resting her chin on her hand as she stared blankly at the street view outside the window.    

    

Warmth had invited her to meet, so she should be arriving soon.    

    

Sure enough, her figure appeared in her line of sight, and she was walking down from a luxury car.    

    

The window of the driver's seat rolled down, revealing the tough face of a man.    

    

Xia Ling narrowed her eyes and watched Warmth wave at the people in the car with interest. She walked slowly towards the coffee shop.    

    

She was not mistaken. The person who sent Warmth was Jiang Lingfeng.    

    

He personally sent Warmth to attend the appointment. It seemed that the two of them were progressing very quickly.    

    

"Ling, you are already here?"    

    

Warmth found Xia Ling's seat and sat opposite her. She smiled at her.    

    

"Yes, and I saw your flower protector."    

    

Xia Ling looked at Warmth with a smile and said teasingly, "I came out to drink tea and wanted to personally send you here. Is it because I am worried about you or something?"    

    

"Not at all? He happened to be here to discuss cooperation with someone and sent me here at the same time."    

    

Warmth drank some water and smiled.    

    

" Oh? This is too much of a coincidence."    

    

Xia Ling continued to tease and warmly laughed," Fine, fine. He specially sent me here. He cares about me very much. Are you satisfied with me saying this? "    

    

Xia Ling chuckled and drank some water.    

    

At this time, the waiter brought over the things Xia Ling ordered and Xia Ling passed the warm and loving Cappuccino to her.    

    

"Ling, I am going to cultivate in seclusion."    

    

"Huh?"    

    

A warm voice suddenly came out, which made Xia Ling stunned.    

    

"I plan to enter the music industry."    

    

Enter the music industry?    

    

"Really? Have you thought it through?"    

    

Xia Ling blinked in surprise.    

    

Why did he suddenly make such a decision?    

    

After all, when her throat was good, she did not plan to enter the music industry. Why did she have such an idea now?    

    

"It was Lingfeng who gave me the suggestion. He arranged half a year of training for me and asked me to prepare for entering the music industry."    

    

Warmth took a sip of coffee and smiled.    

    

"I see. It seems Jiang Lingfeng has been worrying about you."    

    

He even changed the way he addressed her. Not bad.    

    

Xia Ling stirred the milk in the cup and teased.    

    

"Yes. He said that since I love music, I should take advantage of my youth and work hard to make a living. This way, I won't have any regrets in the path of life."    

    

Warmth held the cup as a trace of gentleness flashed in her eyes. "I originally hesitated because I can't turn on the high pitch right now. The sound lines are also not as pleasant as before. But he said that my voice is my unique characteristic, and that if I can't use the high pitch, I can use the low pitch. He also told me not to think about anything and just charge forward. No matter what, he'll be my strong backing."    

    

That man had a tough appearance and a swift and decisive style. It made her respect him from her initial reverence to admiration.    

    

As long as she thought of him, her blood would boil, making her want to charge forward.    

    

This was a mentality she had never had before.    

    

It was him who ignited her fighting spirit and potential.    

    

"Not bad, not bad. Jiang Lingfeng is really a good man. Warm, I think he will win."    

    

Xia Ling nodded repeatedly and drank a mouthful of milk from the cup.    

    

She was pregnant, so she drank the milk.    

    

It was just that the taste of this milk, tsk!    

    

"Don't talk about me anymore. Eh, Ling, you changed your taste? Why are you drinking milk?"    

    

The warm coffee mixed with the coffee in the cup. When he saw Xia Ling frowning and drinking milk, he could not help but ask curiously.    

    

"Ahem, that, warm. Do you want to be the godmother of my child?"    

    

Xia Ling licked her red lips and blinked her beautiful eyes as she asked.