The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao felt that he was really unlucky today.

It's okay to run into that kind of bad thing in the garage, and even get stuck in traffic for half an hour when I get off work.

These can be ignored, but when she got home and saw the man sitting on the sofa, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help feeling even more unlucky.

The man who is happily playing chess with her father is not Song Mingzhe.

She knew that Yunmei and Ling Shiyi were back today, but she didn't know that Song Mingzhe would come directly to her.

So I ignored him, and he chased him to his house on purpose?

Thinking of Yunmei and Ling Shiyi's attitudes towards Song Mingzhe in the past, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help feeling that one was the other.

If Song Mingzhe complained to Yunmei and Ling Shiyi before her, wouldn't she be kicked out immediately?

"Zhao Zhao, you are off work, but my brother-in-law has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ling Yan, who was watching Song Mingzhe and Ling Shiyi playing chess, saw Ling Zhaozhao come back, and immediately greeted him.

When Song Mingzhe heard Ling Yan's words, he couldn't help but pause slightly with his fingers pinching the black chess.

He looked sideways at Ling Zhaozhao, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ling Zhaozhao was a little shocked by his look, she wondered if Song Mingzhe had told about the cold war between them.

If he really said all these things, then he is really the meanest man in the world, and the man who loves to tell small stories.

Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but secretly despised Song Mingzhe in his heart.

"Xiao Song, it's your turn to play chess. Zhao Zhao, if you have time to go to the kitchen to help your mother, don't just stand here, Xiao Song will think you are not virtuous later."

The expression on Ling Shiyi's face was the same as usual, and he called Ling Zhaozhao to help him in the kitchen.

"How could it be, uncle, even if Zhao Zhao doesn't do these things, she is still the best in my heart."

Song Mingzhe smiled in a gentle manner, and then played a sunspot neatly.

Seeing that Song Mingzhe's move implied killing intent, Ling Shiyi couldn't help but began to ponder it carefully, and couldn't care about Ling Zhaoxian's unvirtuousness for a while.

Ling Zhaozhao curled his lips when he heard Song Mingzhe's nasty words.

He is an acting school. He is still in a cold war with her, but he pretends to be nonchalant in front of her family.

"Brother-in-law stayed here all afternoon, waiting for you to come back, and didn't say anything about the quarrel between you two."

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's expression, Ling Yan knew what she was thinking, so she couldn't help but whispered.

"Assuming he's smart, he came here by himself?"

Ling Zhaozhao snorted coldly, folded his hands on his chest, thinking that Song Mingzhe had been waiting for her all afternoon, an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

So, is he asking her for peace?

But when she thought of those things again, she still felt a little unhappy.

So what if he wanted to make peace with himself?Why should I let myself guess his mind every time, why can't he take the initiative to speak?

"That's for sure. My parents were shocked, but my brother-in-law brought a lot of things in your name, and they didn't get suspicious."

Ling Yan rubbed his nose, remembering that Song Mingzhe brought him a lot of good things, so he patiently explained to Ling Zhaozhao.

Originally, Yunmei and Ling Shiyi wished that Song Mingzhe would come to eat every day, no matter how lame Song Mingzhe's excuse was, they would not think about it.

"I think my brother-in-law's attitude is pretty good, Zhaozhao, let's forgive others and forgive others, but it's just some trivial things."

Ling Yan observed Ling Zhaozhao's expression carefully again, and said in a low voice.

Ling Zhaozhao listened to Ling Yan's tone as if he was completely bought by Song Mingzhe.

Otherwise, why would he keep mentioning Song Mingzhe in front of her?

Back then, he said that if he was not enough to relieve his anger, he could still go out and beat Song Mingzhe.

Alas, this plastic sibling bond.

"I see that you are all the same. How much did you take from him to speak for him like this? I'm too lazy to tell you. I'm going back to my room to rest."

Ling Zhaozhao sneered and saw through Ling Yan's little thoughts, then turned his bag back, glanced at Song Mingzhe and Ling Shiyi who were playing chess, and went upstairs directly.

Looking at Song Mingzhe's posture, he is going to have dinner at their house tonight.

At that time, it will be a big deal for her to pretend to be sick.

Otherwise, she really can't pretend to be in love with Song Mingzhe now.

Song Mingzhe heard Ling Zhaozhao's footsteps, subconsciously followed her footsteps with his eyes, and then looked at Ling Yan.

Ling Yan shrugged towards him, expressing that he had tried his best.

Song Mingzhe lowered his eyes slightly, watching the trend of the chess game, and quickly made a bad move.

"It seems that my uncle's chess skills are even better, otherwise I will stop here today. Zhao Zhao seems to be a little uncomfortable. I want to go to the room to see her."

Song Mingzhe smiled slightly, and looked at Ling Shiyi without changing his expression.

Ling Shiyi was indulging in the joy of winning chess, and guessed that it was almost time for dinner, and he had to go to the kitchen to help his wife, so he couldn't help waving his hand.

"go Go."

Ling Yan, who was at the side, saw that Song Mingzhe was about to get up and leave, and couldn't help coughing lightly, wanting to remind him.

"Brother-in-law, you'd better go and unravel Zhaozhao, don't forget to bring that good prescription, the kind that cures the disease."

This was the solution he and Song Mingzhe racked their brains in the afternoon. If Ling Zhaozhao was unhappy again, then she would indeed be the most difficult woman in the world to coax.

When Song Mingzhe heard Ling Yan's words, a smile appeared on his lips, and he pressed something that was about to move in his clothes.

"nature."

Ling Yan watched Song Mingzhe turn and go upstairs, and couldn't help shouting for him.

He had been watching Song Mingzhe and Ling Shiyi playing chess for a long time, and at this moment, he felt a little itchy, so he couldn't help rubbing his hands, wanting to fight Ling Shiyi.

"Dad, it's still early, or we'll come to the next round?"

"Go, go, you stinky chess basket, what's the point of playing with you, you don't even have a tenth of Xiao Song's, and Xiao Song can barely tie with me, let alone you? I won't play later You two have to surrender."

Probably because he won a game against Song Mingzhe today, Ling Shiyi's self-confidence immediately exploded.

Seeing her father's triumphant look, Ling Yan couldn't help being speechless.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Song Mingzhe's mind in the second half was obviously not on the chess game, and he deliberately lost the last move.

Only Ling Shiyi was innocent and really thought that his chess skills were superior.

"If you don't drink it, don't leave it. After talking so much, I will tell my mother where you hid the wine last time."

Ling Yan curled her lips and muttered softly.

Upon hearing Ling Yan's words, Ling Shiyi, who had just packed the chessboard, immediately laid out the chessboard again.

"Come on, good son, let's play another game."