The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

Backless black vest, denim shorts, flip-flops.

The youthful Lin Weiwei looks like he is going out for a walk, without the slightest intention of going out on a date.

Is she so reluctant to go out with him?

After her mood plummeted, Leng Jinran looked at Lin Weiwei again, her eyes were very sharp.

Zhao Qing secretly rejoiced at Ling Xinyue's depression, while Ling Yuanshan didn't notice anything wrong at all, she was immersed in the secret joy that the good things of Leng Ling and Ling's family were about to come, and couldn't extricate herself, only thinking that whatever her daughter wore was good.

In the staring ceremony of the four people, Lin Weiwei paused, looked at Leng Jinran and said, "Still leaving?"

Impatient tone of voice, inappropriate clothes.

Leng Jinran confirmed her guess again.

"Uncle, aunt, then let's go..."

Leng Jinran got up to say goodbye, then turned and followed.

Ling Yuanshan stood up and sent it out with gratified eyes. Behind him, Ling Xinyue pouted and made a fuss.

Holding Zhao Qing's hand, Ling Xinyue ran back to the room in a few steps.

"Mom, what's going on? She wants to buy a bag, and you and Dad agreed. Why did you agree when she wanted to change the car? You see, even Brother Jinran is circling around her now."

Yelling angrily, watching Lin Weiwei sit in Leng Jinran's Maybach, the car quickly disappeared from sight, Ling Xinyue angrily grabbed the leaves of the pot of green radish on the window sill.

I just hate that it's not Ling Weiwei, who can let her vent the anger in her heart.

"You just have no patience."

There was a smug look on Zhao Qing's lips, "You don't know who Ling Weiwei is, can mom not? Jiangshan is easy to change and her nature is hard to change. She has been pretending to be cute for half a month, and she can't pretend anymore. Just watch, in a few days, she will reveal her true colors..."

With a confident look on her face, Zhao Qing believed that as long as she made a few phone calls and dealt with it, Lin Weiwei would return to the previous environment of feasting and feasting.

"What about brother Jinran?"

After pulling off the leaves of the green radish a few times and throwing them out of the window, Ling Xinyue asked aggrievedly.

Leng Jinran...

I always felt that Ling Xinyue was still young, so instead of giving other women a chance, it would be better for Ling Weiwei to have more opportunities to plan.

But now it seems that it is impossible not to make a move.

Zhao Qing patted Ling Xinyue's hand reassuringly, "Don't worry, it should be yours, Mom will never let Ling Weiwei snatch it away. There is a banquet next weekend, and you will go with Mom and Dad at the banquet. Take you to see Mrs. Leng."

There was a hint of pride in her brows, Zhao Qing said softly: "Apart from Miss Yan's family, among the wealthy Shuyuan in City A, only my Xinyue is the most beautiful and the best-tempered. Madam Leng must like you when she sees you. "

With a dude like Ling Weiwei as a foil, Ling Xinyue is not good enough to be like a fairy in the sky?

Zhao Qing didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Ling Xinyue understood.

A shyness appeared on her face, Ling Xinyue said in a low voice: "Mom is the best."

Smiling softly, Zhao Qing looked out the window where the car disappeared, with a sharp look in her eyes.

Su Xiuyu, didn't you say that I robbed your man, robbed your happiness, and cursed me to die forever?

Then I want to show you how comfortable I am.

Not only that, but I want my daughter to take away your daughter's happiness.

Without the name of Mrs. Leng, pinching Ling Weiwei is as easy as pinching an ant to death. You can't close your eyes in the sky and on the ground, right? How can you talk about curses?