Yan Shiqi and Su Wantong walk in the picturesque manor, step on the lawn, under the sun of Qinfeng, less cold, comfortable temperature is refreshing.

"Huanhuan has been following you for a long time. Has it made trouble for you?"

After a few steps, Su Wantong opened her mouth. She slowly stood by the pool, her skirt fluttering, looking back and smiling.

Yan Shiqi gently shakes his head, goes to Su Wantong's side, eyes settled in the carp pool, "no, she is very sensible, also take care of me."

Su Wan Tong surprised eyebrow, smile out a voice, "I pour is the first time to hear people say, Ling Zihuan very sensible. It seems that she must like you so much that she can make such a good impression on you. "

How should she take this sentence

Inkstone when seven faintly feel Su Wan Tong's attitude is a little strange, can't say a specific feeling.

Su Wantong's age is definitely less than 40 years old.

But Huanhuan is 20 this year, so are they biological mothers and daughters?

At this meeting, footsteps came from behind. They turned around at the same time and saw Uncle Ling coming, "madam, four little ladies, sir, let you go to the side hall."

Su Wan Tong nodded, "OK, here we go!"

Words fall, she looks to inkstone when seven, "go, we go to have a look."

……

Ten minutes later, the manor turned to the dining room.

Several people were sitting around the long hollow table. When the inkstone was sitting beside Qin Baiyu, they asked quietly, "how was the conversation?"

Voice Fang Luo, the man has not yet made a speech, the door of the banquet living room is opened again, wearing a princess skirt Ling Zihuan pouted in.

She looks ruddy, dress gorgeous, like a little princess, no longer a busy little assistant in the set.

Ling Zihuan looked around as soon as she entered the door. As soon as she saw the inkstone, she immediately called out to her: "elder sister..."

"Sister, what sister! That's your fourth aunt Ling Wanxing looked down at Ling Zihuan. His nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes.

His father is not as good as an aunt. He didn't even call him when he came in.

Ling Zihuan shrunk his shoulder and muttered, "four aunts..."

"Hum!" Ling Wanxing snorted coldly. In his heart, he could not pass the barrier.

Su Wan Tong sat on his side and saw the stalemate between the father and daughter. He could not help waving to Ling Zihuan, "Huanhuan, come here!"

"Mommy..."

She asked chubaba to go to Su Wantong. Yu Guang glanced at Ling Wanxing, but didn't dare to say anything.

This time, her father was so angry that he shut her up.

I don't know if the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt can save her from the fire and water.

"Dong Dong -" at this meeting, uncle Ling suddenly knocked on the door, "Sir, here comes the third miss!"

Miss three, it's Ling Mi!

Ling Wanxing has not spoken, Su Wan Tong frowned, "what does she come for?"

This time, if she hadn't called her husband in the middle of the night, she wouldn't have been so stiff.

Ling Shu pursed his mouth and didn't speak. Ling Wanxing waved his hand and said, "let her in."

At this point, the whole dining room, the atmosphere is more solidified.

Ling Zihuan has done something wrong. She doesn't study well. She secretly delays her studies at the University of America, and then secretly goes to the entertainment industry to be an assistant.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the person she is with is Lao Si's woman.

When Ling Mi stepped into the dining room, she was not surprised to see Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu.

Her eyes slightly swept the two people, staying on the man for a few seconds.

"You are not in imperial capital. When did you come back?" Ling Wanxing, holding a cigar, glares at Ling MI.

When she sat down, Ling Mi laughed. Facing Ling Wanxing, she said in awe, "as soon as I came back, I learned that Yu and I were coming, so I came to have a look."