Leng Shao's second-married private pet

Lin Yutong was secretly greedy, picked up the light blue western dress and couldn't bear to put it down.

"Go, go, it's all yours if you go here, okay?"

Leng Mohan put his arms around her waist, begging her with a charming voice behind him.

Lin Yutong was silent for a moment.

"Well, you must count what you say, and whoever doesn't count is a puppy!"

Lin Yutong came back to his senses and looked at him viciously, like an angry little wolf dog, as if Leng Mohan would pounce on him and bite him if he regretted it.

"OK!" Leng Mohan agreed without hesitation, and let out a long breath.

He was afraid that this woman would care about the past and would not return to Leng's house.

"Then what does your grandfather like?" Lin Yutong held the skirt and thought for a while: "I have to bring him a present."

Leng Mohan smiled: "Of course the old man likes you the most!"

"Leng Mohan," Lin Yutong punched him, "I'm telling you the truth, why are you kidding me!"

"What I said is true," Leng Mohan said solemnly:
"My grandfather longs for the day and night, for the stars and for the moon, and he hopes that I can bring him a granddaughter-in-law back, and he will be satisfied. What does he have now?"

"But I can't go empty-handed." Lin Yutong also knew this truth.

As the old man of the Leng family, the leader of the Leng family, what can the old man lack?Nature lacks nothing.

But she also has her own etiquette.

"Okay, then I'll make an exception and tell you my grandfather's preferences," Leng Mohan smiled:
"My grandfather likes famous paintings, but you don't need to buy them specially. The most important gift is the heart, and everything else is secondary."

Lin Yutong blinked her eyes, her eyes were full of cunning: "What do you think of that iris flower?"

"What?" Leng Mohan suddenly lost his composure: "In order to get that painting, I have spent a lot of effort!"

"I ask you, is the painting yours?" Lin Yutong pretended to be unhappy.

"Of course it's mine." Leng Mohan replied easily.

"Then isn't yours mine?" Lin Yutong rolled his eyes.

"Okay, okay, the baby has the final say!" Leng Mohan smiled and nodded in agreement.

Sunday.

Leng Mohan went to Lin Yutong's apartment very early.

That dark blue dress was particularly slender, and Lin Yutong's waist was already good, so it became a little thinner.

"Isn't it uncomfortable to wear like this? How about we change to something else?" Leng Mohan couldn't help feeling distressed when he looked at it.

"That's it." Lin Yutong resolutely refused to change.

No matter what, you must have face.

Leng's old house.

This area is the property of the entire Leng family.

Almost all the celebrities in the entire city gathered here, and there were all kinds of luxury cars lined up in rows.

Mr. Leng lived eighty years, which is a big birthday, so the scene of the banquet can naturally be imagined.

The carved door was gently pushed open, and the two security guards standing at the door withdrew their hands.

Everyone couldn't help but look up.

I saw the dark blue dress that Scarlett wore at the ball at the Twelve Oaks Manor on a woman.

Many girls opened their mouths wide in surprise.

The skirt of the skirt was gorgeous and complicated, swinging back and forth with Lin Yutong's walking, coupled with the high heels with diamonds, it was like a walking flower.

The hem of the skirt is woven with a layer of organdy, which is as thin as a cicada's wings. As the skirt swings, it accumulates in layers, shining fluorescently.

The exquisite leaf embroidery seems to be alive, and the wearer also has an extremely fresh and girlish feeling.

The waist is gently supported by a green belt, the waist is almost as thin as willow resin.

If you change your face, maybe it won't be so amazing, right?
The man standing next to her is not Leng Mohan, maybe not so many people envy him?
All people have their own thoughts, envy, jealousy and hatred.

Lin Yutong had a faint and decent smile on his face, and his wrist was hooked on Leng Mohan's arm.

She is like a famous lady who walked down from a movie pictorial in the 18th century, with a quiet temperament and elegant demeanor.

"Second Young Master!"

Everyone greeted Leng Mohan one after another.

Many people gathered around with red wine glasses.

Who is in charge of the Leng family now?Isn't it the one in front of you?
All the people are vying to please and flatter them, for fear that they will fall behind.

Leng Mohan wrapped one hand around Lin Yutong's slender waist, took a glass of red wine with the other hand, and drank it with his head up:

"Thank you for coming to my grandpa's [-]th birthday. Everyone, please enjoy yourself and don't feel restrained. I'm sorry for now."

Leng Mohan hugged Lin Yutong, walked all the way, and walked in front of today's protagonist, Mr. Leng.

"I wish grandpa forever!" Leng Mohan rarely smiled.

"You brat!"

Old Man Leng cursed with a smile, he was used to this grandson treating him like this, and turned to look at Lin Yutong who was aside.

"Grandpa, this is your granddaughter-in-law, take a look!" Leng Mohan pushed Lin Yutong forward.

"Hello, grandpa. I'm Lin Wangqing. I wish grandpa a happy birthday. May you be as blessed as Donghai and Shoubi Nanshan."

Nervously, Lin Yutong offered the present with both hands very respectfully.

When old man Leng opened it, his eyes suddenly became meaningful, and the smile on his face became wider: "Okay, okay."

Lin Yutong lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Wang Qing," Old Master Leng smiled slightly, "I've been thinking about this painting for a long time.

But this brat has always been reluctant to give it to me. I am very satisfied with the birthday present you gave me today, so I will accept it, old man. "

There was kindness in Mr. Leng's eyes, as well as an indistinguishable meaning.

"Grandpa, happy [-]th birthday, may you be as blessed as the East Sea, and live longer than Nanshan Song!"

At this moment, a gentle male voice came over.

Lin Yutong didn't need to look to know who was coming.

Besides her and Leng Mohan, who else would call Mr. Leng Grandpa?Naturally, it was Leng Mohan's elder brother Leng Moyang.

Leng Mohan's expression suddenly changed: "Brother, aren't you busy in the hospital today? I remember that brother is a busy person, usually much busier than me."

There was something more in Leng Moyang's smile: "Today's operation has been completed ahead of schedule, and grandpa's [-]th birthday, I will definitely find time to come over."

The faces of the two people are very similar, but their manners are completely different.

Leng Mohan has an icy temperament, aloof, like a god looking down on the mortal world.

Leng Moyang looked gentle and elegant, with a slight bookish air, if he didn't say anything, he would think he was a student of some university.

"Yes, you must come back for grandpa's birthday, but brother, you have always been the pride of the Leng family.

Whether you are in business or practicing medicine, you are excellent," Leng Mo said pointedly.