Chapter 155

After sitting down, he gave a sneer,

"It's true that our Ling family is very kind to take someone in. How can her status and treatment be higher than mine? I'm your only grandson. "

Hearing the words, the blood color on ye Huanyan's face faded a little,

But the old lady scolded Ling Han, "what nonsense are you talking about?"

“……”

"If you can give birth to a big fat boy in your stomach, you will have this treatment..."

Ling Han was slightly stunned, frowned, glanced at Ye Huan Yan, and sneered,

"Grandma, don't you watch the news? Grandchildren usually have so many women. If anyone can conceive them casually, you will be busy in the yard now. I know the minimum safety measures. "

After that, he seemed dissatisfied. He leaned back slightly in his chair and sneered,

"I'm afraid some people's wishful thinking will fail."

"Son of a bitch!" The old lady really couldn't listen. She raised her chopsticks and knocked on Ling Han's head. "I'll let you talk nonsense. Don't give me dinner."

Ling Han suddenly leaned over, and the old lady beat her empty. Her angry head was about to smoke. He just put a piece of braised pork into the old lady's bowl with a smile on his face,

"Grandma, you eat vegetables..."

The old lady glared at him and comforted ye Huanyan,

"Yan Yan, don't pay attention to him. I only know you as a granddaughter-in-law."

With these words, the old lady raised her voice a few times and turned her head to stare at Ling Han,

"As for those women who make a fuss on TV, if he dares to bring me home, he'll have a try!"

Ye Huanyan reluctantly pulled out a smile, but in his heart was a mixed taste.

After dinner,

Aunt Zhang accompanied the old lady to give the new year's red envelopes to the servants who were going home. Ye Huanyan gave them the gifts she had brought, and they all left happily. The huge old house suddenly became a lot colder.

The red lantern at the gate is swaying in the wind. Ye Huanyan wraps up her coat and looks a little distracted.

During the ten years that Jiang Meilan married her to the Ling family, she spent the Spring Festival here every year.

Maybe Ling Han's biological mother, Wen Qingwan, is too cold tempered, and she is too weak and sick to take care of her family. The old lady is not satisfied with her daughter-in-law all the time. She hardly meets each other except during the Spring Festival. After Jiang Meilan got married to the Ling family, she took care of them in an orderly way, and kept on giving gifts for the new year. She could think of everything the old lady wanted, and she could think of more long-term things that the old lady couldn't think of. Therefore, the gentle death didn't bring much to the old lady

On the contrary, the arrival of Jiang Meilan brought comfort to her.

This can be seen from her attitude towards ye Huanyan. When Jiang Meilan and Ling Dongming died in a car accident, the old lady was really sad, not only for her only son, but also for her intimate daughter-in-law. So after that, she cared more about ye Huanyan and regarded her as a member of the chengling family

Wait.

But in the end, I'm not the Ling family.

Ye Huanyan's sighing voice disappeared in the cold wind, and the coolness from the tip of her nose made her recover,

"Miss Yan, it's snowing. Go back to your room."

Aunt Zhang's voice came from behind,

Ye Huanyan was a little stunned and turned back to smile, "I'll go back later."

"Well, good."

Aunt Zhang smiles at her and goes back to the house with her sleeves folded.

Speaking of Kung Fu, snowflakes on the big, goose feather snow from the sky, can be regarded as Lanjiang city since the winter's biggest snow.

A good snow is a good year.

Khaki colored sheepskin boots walk all the way to his bedroom along the bluestone slab, passing Linghan's study, where the light is still on, shining on the snow outside the window.

Ye Huanyan stopped for a while in front of his window, and suddenly remembered her helpless mood when it snowed the year before last.

At the end of the year before last, Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan died in a car accident. During the Spring Festival, the Ling family was busy with their affairs, and Ling Han was very busy with the dispute over the company's equity.

The old lady is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, but she still can't survive the loss of her son in her old age. She fell down before New Year's Eve, went to the hospital, and recovered after a long rest.

At that time, everyone forgot that there was such a young lady in the Ling family.

She stayed in the empty home every day, hungry for several days, did not eat, until Linghan came back from business, pulled her out of bed, forced her to drink a bowl of porridge.

Later, the old lady went out of the hospital. She stayed in the old house for more than half a year and was depressed all day.

Later, it was Ling Han who brought her back to Fujin yuan's house. Every so often, she went to see her. It was his company that made her come out of the pain of losing her family.

At the end of last year, on the death day of Ling Dongming and Jiang Meilan, he accompanied her to the cemetery and said that he would take good care of her in the future. The snow came earlier that year than this year. It suddenly occurred to her that she hadn't been there this year. When Jiang Meilan and Ling Dongming died in Bali, she was not in China. Later, she came back home full of scars. She did not want to go to the cemetery to see Jiang Meilan in such a way that her heart and soul were all hurt. She simply put it on hold. Thinking of this, she looked up at the study and took a step at her feet. However, she remembered the festival between Jiang Meilan and Wen Qingwan. The step she took out slowly came back. In the study, the temperature of the floor heating makes the whole room and the outside like two worlds. Ling Han, holding a book in his hand, stood in front of the window, frowning at the faint figure outside the door. He stopped in front of his door for a while, and finally left. Several times, he wanted to open the door to ask her what she wanted to do, and several times, he had already thought that if she came in, he would try his best not to lose his temper with her. As she said, the new year is approaching. No matter what kind of grudge they have, grandma should have a good new year. Deep in the night, a heavy snow covered Lanjiang city. When I woke up, my eyes turned white and changed the world. Ye Huanyan didn't sleep late. According to the old lady's living habits, she had to have breakfast at seven in the morning. Ling Han got up late. When she arrived at the restaurant yawning, she pretended to be with ye Huanyan. She covered her chest in horror and looked up at him“ Can't you watch when you walk? " Ling Han frowned, "I'm sorry..." she apologized in a low voice, then looked back at the old lady and walked out of the house with a dim look. The old lady saw all these things in her eyes. When Ling Han sat down to eat, she glared at him angrily. "Can you have a better attitude towards Yan Yan? This child is here alone without his mother. It's pathetic. Since you agree to live with Yan Yan, you can't let Yan Yan feel that you have to depend on others to see people's life?" Ling Han looked up at the old lady and said, "you want me to live with her." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.