Chapter 2: Ling Xinmi

In Fengcheng in the north, there was just a heavy snowfall, and the temperature dropped a few degrees.
In a flower cultivation base in the western suburbs, in a greenhouse for growing orchids, a woman is trimming broken and diseased orchid leaves.
The temperature in the warm shed is high. This woman still looks cold. She is wearing a heavy down jacket with an apron and sleeves. Her body is bloated and her head is a bit small. Her half-length hair is not tied and her ears are covered with white. The mask reveals only a pair of big eyes, thick eyelashes curled up, and the eyes are shiny and dark, like a deep pool surrounded by lush water plants, and the eyes are as pure and gentle as a deer.
Just looking at her eyes makes people feel that this woman must be a kind and well-behaved girl, still in her teenage years.
In fact, this woman is already twenty-four years old. She is a female worker at this flower planting base, who specializes in serving orchids here, and her name is Ling Xinmi.
When Ling Xinmi was pruning the branches and leaves carefully, a man entered the warm shed.
"Xiao Mi, look at you, it's so cold and still at work, it's really hard. I'll help you explain that you don't have to go to work today." The man looked at Ling Xinmi and said with a smile.
"Mr. Feng, you don't need it." Ling Xinmi said, refusal was obvious, but the soft voice showed the tenderness in his bones, which made the man known as Mr. Feng change the eyes of Ling Xinmi and approached him. A few steps.
Ling Xinmi frowned and stepped back. This man is the younger brother of the base owner's wife. When he came here these few days, he stared at her, which annoyed her.
"Xiaomi, why do you think you are doing this? I really like you and don't dislike you for having a child. When we are together, I will let you stay at home full-time. I will support you, okay?" The man named Feng stopped. Backing Ling Xinmi took down the scissors in her hand and threw it aside.
"Sorry, I won't get married. You let me go." Ling Xin's body trembled with a frown and she repelled the man's approach.
In broad daylight, this man couldn't do too much, but Ling Xinmi was the only person in the warm shed. She was very repulsive of men's approach, not to mention that this person has always had a bad character.
Regardless of Ling Xinmi’s struggle, the man held Ling Xinmi with one hand, took off her mask with one hand, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, big eyes, a small and straight nose, and naturally M-shaped lips. It's not beautiful, and when combined, it's even more stunning. It's just that her face is pale, and she looks a little sick, but it makes her look weak and want to be bullied, adding a kind of morbid beauty.
"Then if you don't get married, I will also raise you. Look, Xiaomi, how come you don’t know how to use it when you look so good? Good, you promise your brother, I promise you a good life." The man named Feng looked at Ling. Xinmi's face became short of breath, and the strength in her hand increased. The other hand dropped the mask and pinched it on Ling Xinmi's chin, her face kept getting closer.
"Boss! Boss! Sister Chen!" Ling Xinmi yelled with the greatest strength, still not too loud.
"Stop yelling, I left everyone around me playing, and I shut down the monitoring. It's very cold here, and I don't know what to do. What are you afraid of? Let me kiss, don't be afraid..." Holding Ling Xinmi's chin, she leaned over.
Ling Xinmi struggled desperately.
Some bad memories appeared in her mind, like a nightmare, making her eyes red.
Just as the face of the man surnamed Feng was approaching Ling Xinmi's lips, a tender green cane suddenly appeared on the man's neck. The man snorted and hurriedly pulled the cane around his neck. Something fell to the ground.
"Who? Let go of me!" the man called.
Ling Xinmi took the opportunity to break free, saw the rattan tightly in her heart, and then saw that the man was about to turn around, Ling Xinmi's originally weak face showed ruthlessness, and she hugged the orchid pot next to it, no matter how valuable it was When he reached the man's head, the man turned to look at Ling Xinmi. He was still not dizzy. In the man's unbelievable eyes, Ling Xinmi once again lifted a pot and smashed it up. The man bled on his head, rolled his eyes and fainted. .
As the man fainted, a villain behind him appeared and got up from the ground. It was her who fell to the ground just now.
The little girl wearing a pink down jacket and a bunny woolen cap, half of her face wrapped in a scarf, has a pair of big eyes as clear and pure as a gem, and the other end of the green rattan is in her hand.
The green cane grew out of an orchid next to her. The soil in the orchid pot had dried up, but the orchid itself was full of vitality, which looked strange.
"Mom..." The little girl stepped towards Ling Xinmi, with worry in her eyes, Ling Xinmi also walked over and hugged the little girl with difficulty.
"Xiao Nuo, are you okay? Why are you here! I said, don't use it, why don't you listen!" Ling Xinmi touched the child's cold hand and huffed and put on her gloves again.
"I want to protect mother!" the little girl said, her voice soft.
"Xiao Nuo..." Ling Xinmi hugged the little girl with tears in her eyes.
This is her daughter Ling Xiaonuo, four years old.
The matter has already happened, Ling Xinmi didn't say much, the only thing fortunately is that the surname Feng will be monitored here.
Just now she stunned her surname to protect her daughter, not to let people know her rare ability.
"Xiao Nuo, you go home now, lock the door and don't open it. Mom will go back later." Ling Xinmi said after thinking.
"Mom..." Ling Xiaonuo frowned.
"I'm fine, I'll call you Auntie Shuang, you go back quickly, don't let people find out." Ling Xinmi pulled Ling Xiaonuo and pushed out.
Ling Xiaonuo felt more relieved after hearing Ling Xinmi's words, and left the warm shed.
Ling Xinmi called her best friend Gong Shuangyun, then called the base owner and called an ambulance.
After doing all of this, she quickly cleaned up the field, untied the orchid with long paper strips from the neck of the man named Feng, trimmed the excess branches, watered it, and restored it to its original shape.