Chapter 180 A Murder Case Caused by a Pair of Stockings

After nightfall, Qian Renxue and Lin Luo practiced court dance as usual. Qian Renxue was unusually strict today. Whenever Lin Luo made a mistake, he would be beaten up.

Xuelian didn't like watching court dance, so she jumped out of Ye Lingling's arms and ran to her mothers' bedroom to play alone.

She climbed onto the bed, grabbed the black stockings that Qian Renxue had taken off, looked at them curiously, then smiled and wrapped them around her head.

Xue Lian stretched out her hands and ran out happily. She seemed to find the hazy feeling of having her eyes covered by black stockings very interesting. Unconsciously, she ran to Lin Luo's room and jumped happily on her brother's bed.

As the little girl jumped around, she took off the black silk stockings wrapped around her head, threw them aside, and then fell asleep on Lin Luo's quilt.

After a long time, Ye Lingling's voice came from outside.

Xuelian woke up in a daze, rubbed her eyes with her little hands, slowly climbed out of bed, and ran towards her mother yawning.

"Don't run around. You almost made it difficult for mom to find you. Where did you go just now?"

"Sleep in my brother's room."

"You have your own room, why are you going to your brother's room?"

Ye Lingling carried Xue Lian back.

On the way, I happened to meet Lin Luo who was exhausted.

Ye Lingling asked with amusement: "What did you do today? Why does it seem like the Crown Princess is even angrier than yesterday?"

Lin Luo: "..."

He rolled his eyes at Ye Lingling, went back to his room and fell asleep on the bed.

In the bedroom.

After Qian Renxue finished her bath, she sat down on the bed angrily. Ye Lingling asked curiously, "What happened today?"

"Nothing... Being a mother is really hard." Qian Renxue also lay down exhausted.

She turned her head to look at Ye Lingling and said, "Lingling, if Lian'er gets married in the future, what will you do?"

"Of course I'm sad. What else can I do? The little cabbage I've raised for so long has been taken away by a man. It makes me sad just thinking about it."

Qian Renxue was amused.

She asked again: "How is the relationship between Lin Luo and Xue Fu?"

Ye Lingling: "Xue Fu still likes your son very much, but your son doesn't seem to be very interested in her."

After hearing this, Qian Renxue suddenly wasn't sleepy anymore.

She immediately stood up and asked, "Why?"

Ye Lingling: "Then I don't know, maybe Xue Fu is not his type?"

Qian Renxue: "What type does he like?"

"How should I know? He's your son, not mine... Maybe he's the opposite type of Xuefu?"

Hearing this, Qian Renxue said helplessly: "I don't care what type of girl he likes, but he must take the normal path. Boys of this age... are too easy to make mistakes."

Ye Lingling's eyes suddenly lit up: "I seem to smell the scent of gossip."

"Go to sleep, I'm just guessing."

Qian Renxue gave her a cold look.

The next day.

School has not started these two days, so it doesn’t matter whether you go to the academy or not. However, Xue Gan specially sent someone to the palace today to invite Lin Luo to the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

As the vice-captain, this guy was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood when he heard that the team was going to participate in this year's Soul Master Competition.

He is clearly an auxiliary spirit master, but he is as warlike as a strong attack spirit master.

Lin Luo naturally went to the appointment.

Their team's current mission is not only to train for actual combat, but also to select the seventh teammate. However, the selection of teammates will have to wait until school starts to decide.

In the morning, after Qian Renxue finished dealing with government affairs in the study, she rested her chin on her hand and worried about her son's growth.

I always feel that little boys have more growth problems than little girls.

If it is a little girl, she only needs to worry about whether she will be raped by others. If it is a little boy, not only does he have to worry about whether he will rape others, but in Qian Renxue's case, she also has to worry about whether her son will be polluted by other bad girls.

Thinking of this, she left the study and secretly walked towards Lin Luo's room.

The little secrets in your heart can definitely be found in the room.

Although this kind of prying into privacy is wrong, Qian Renxue feels that she needs to do so.

She was thinking about her son's mental health!
And if I do it secretly, Lin Luo will definitely not find out.

When she arrived at Lin Luo's room, Qian Renxue was shocked to find that the door was not locked.

Haha! That's quite bold. Aren't teenage boys supposed to have lots of secrets?

Why are you so calm?

Qian Renxue complained in her heart and walked into the room.

The room was quite tidy, except that the quilt was a little messy.

She walked to the desk, raised her hand and looked through it, trying to find out if there was a love letter from anyone to Lin Luo, or a love letter from Lin Luo to someone, but in the end she found nothing.

This doesn't look like a teenager's room at all. It's so plain and simple, it looks more like an old man's room.

Qian Renxue sat on the bed with amusement, leaning back with both hands, but her left hand seemed to touch something strange.

She scratched it, looked back, and froze instantly.

Qian Renxue silently brought the pair of stockings in front of her. She held them in her hands and looked at them carefully. Her beautiful eyes suddenly widened. It seemed like... this was the pair of stockings she had just taken off yesterday.

No way...why are you here?

She was wondering last night where her stockings had gone.

Is it possible...

Qian Renxue clutched her stockings tightly and immediately walked towards the door, but when she reached the door she was stunned.

She went back and put the stockings back in the corner beside the bed.

If Lin Luo came back and found that her stockings were missing, she would definitely think that someone had come in and discovered them, which would be very embarrassing.

But... this behavior is obviously wrong. Should I take this opportunity to give him a lecture?
Qian Renxue sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, her heart in unprecedented panic.

Could it be that because we separated our beds too late, he became attached to me...

Or was he simply interested in used stockings, no matter who had worn them?
Qian Renxue thought anxiously. She tried to tell herself that this was a very normal thing for adolescent boys to do, but when it happened to her, Qian Renxue still found it hard to accept.

The relationship is already a bit strained. If it is exposed in person, the relationship will break down immediately, right?
Thinking of this, Qian Renxue finally decided to put the stockings back on, but at the same time she also decided to guide her son to have the correct outlook on life, life and values, both explicitly and implicitly.

She stood up, almost losing her balance, and staggered towards the door, then gently closed the door to its original degree.

After returning to the study, Qian Renxue continued to handle government affairs, but she was always absent-minded.

At this stage when her son no longer has the patience to listen to her, how can she convey the correct values ​​​​to him without being abrupt or presumptuous?
She was so conflicted.

At noon.

The voice of the porcupine came from outside: "Young Master, the young master is back."

Qian Renxue looked up: "Got it."

Lin Luo returned to the room and lay down on the bed tiredly. Xue Gan was too busy. He had arranged five games in just one morning.

As he stretched lazily, his hand accidentally touched something that felt strange.

(End of this chapter)