Xia Ling didn't sleep well.

After Fu Yunting sent that message, there was no sound.

What the hell is he up to?

Xia Ling didn't want to doubt him, but she couldn't help thinking about him.

After all, it's a long night and I can't stop thinking.

The next day, Xia Ling looked at the black and blue of her lower eyelid in the mirror and sighed.

Woman, what a sentimental creature.

After washing, Xia Ling went downstairs.

Today is the weekend. Xia Ling didn't go to the company.

First, I'm afraid there are reporters squatting near the company. Second, I just take this opportunity to accompany the elderly in the old house.

Mrs. Fu was very happy. Accompanied by Xia Ling, she strolled around the garden and talked while walking. It was very warm.

Not far away, ye Qian was going to the old lady's Buddhist hall to copy scriptures. When she saw that they were talking and laughing, her eyes almost burst out fire.

She also saw the news about Fu Yunting and Fu manyun.

Compared with Fu manyun, she hates Xia Ling more now.

After all, Fu manyun always listened to her and finally left Fu Yunting obediently.

And Xia Ling is always against her.

It's hateful to know how to hold the old woman's thigh.

But did she think she could secure Mrs. Fu's position?

The old thing will die sooner or later. As long as the old thing dies, she won't let her pinch it round and flatten it?

But when will this old thing die!

Ye Qian twisted her face and went into the Buddhist hall to copy the Scriptures all morning.

At noon, she left the Buddhist hall and returned to her Western building.

At this time, Ji Linhan came.

Seeing her, ye Qian seems to have met her comrades in arms.

"Linhan, you're here."

Xia Ling made the headlines. It's said that Ji Linhan did it. This woman's practice really calls her heart.

Unfortunately, my son didn't take the news seriously.

Therefore, she has to discuss with Ji Linhan to see how to drive Xia Ling out of the Fu family.

"Aunt, is Xia Ling in the old house?"

Ji Linhan sat on the sofa and asked after two polite words with Ye Qian.

Her people have been staring at Xia Ling's whereabouts and haven't seen her go out of the old house. I think she should still be with the old woman in the old house at the moment.

"Yes, I've been with the old thing all the time. I can't see that this little bitch has a plan."

Ye Qian spoke strangely.

"Isn't it?"

Ji Linhan echoed: "if she doesn't have a plan, how can Yunting believe her so much? Even if she is photographed, even if there is a rumor that she is ambiguous with Fu Xichen, Yunting still firmly believes in her. I think Yunting won't take it seriously except Xia Ling."

The words of provoking discord suddenly came to Ye Qian's heart.

That's it!

Since Xia Ling entered the Fu family, her status as a mother has been lower.

Besides the old woman, she has to be crushed by this little bitch.

His son stands beside the little bitch in everything.

Why is she so angry!

"This little cheap hoof, I must drive her out of the Fu's house."

With a look of hate on her face, ye Qian glanced at Ji Linhan, took her hand and said, "Linhan, you have many ideas. Do you have any ideas? You'd better drive her out of the Fu's house before Yunting comes back."

Hearing Ye Qian's words, Ji Linhan flashed a trace of pride in her eyes.

She knew that ye Qian could not stand provocation.

And that's why she's here today.

"Aunt, I have an idea, but it's not trivial, and it's related to grandma. I don't know if my aunt will be surprised if I say it."

Ji Linhan pretended to be tangled and twisted her eyebrows.

"What's your idea? Hurry up! As long as you can get Xia Ling out of the Fu's house, everything will be fine."

Ye qian can't wait to signal Ji Linhan to go on.

Ji Linhan hooked the corner of her mouth, and a trace of malice flashed in her beautiful apricot eyes.

"Aunt, we might as well take this opportunity..."