Thinking of Wang Jiaohua, Ling Weifeng was a little melancholy, and didn't know how she was now.
Since Wang Jiaohua left, the two have never contacted again.
Before Wang Jiaohua went to Country H, she once said that if she didn't succeed, she would never contact people in the past.
Therefore, she really didn't know what happened to Wang Jiaohua now.
Oops, I miss Xiao Hua Hua suddenly.
Her 18th birthday is approaching, and I really want Xiao Huahua to come back to celebrate her birthday.
"I don't want this anymore. After my birthday party, I will meet Wang Siming again!"
Leng Li smiled and touched her head, "Happy birthday first. This is your eighteenth birthday, which is of great significance."
His movements are very intimate, with pampering tenderness in his eyes.
Ling Weifeng stiffened slightly, then sat up straight.
Some avoid it unnaturally.
She lowered her eyes, feeling that Leng Li's attitude towards her was very strange this year.
She listened to Wang Jiaohua's words very much, and watched all 100 dog-blood dramas.
Coupled with the experience so much, it is no longer the little idiot who was poor in feelings.
She still has the emotional intelligence that should be there.
Because of this, she felt a cold change.
However, in Leng Li's eyes, she is a boy.
So she wasn't sure whether Leng Li really liked her.
Probably not, the cold orientation is normal.
A few days passed in a flash.
In a blink of an eye, it was Ling Weifeng's eighteenth birthday.
To introduce Jin Sun to all people in the upper class, Grandpa Ling takes it very seriously.
The entire Dihao Hotel was booked for a dinner.
The specifications are very luxurious.
As for the daytime, of course it is spent with family.
Ling Weifeng happily accompanies the family to eat, then receives gifts and cuts cakes.
I played at home until the afternoon, and then I started to prepare for the dinner.
In fact, she has nothing to prepare. She is not a woman and needs to be styling.
Therefore, she hid in the room, looking at the phone pitifully.
I wondered if I wanted to call Prince Xi Gu.
That **** is too much!
It doesn't matter if you don't come back to celebrate her birthday, and don't make a phone call.
Forget it if you don’t call, there should always be a text message.
But he has none!
Ling Weifeng was holding the phone, it was a tangle.
Do you want to make this call?
Her birthday, shouldn't he call her?
She called him, feeling like she was asking for a happy birthday, shameful!
Forget it, no one wants to give her a blessing, she is rushing to look like.
Ling Weifeng threw the phone on the table, covered it with a quilt and wanted to take a nap.
However, after turning over a few times, she picked up the phone again.
Just hit it, who made her miss him.
"Hello, the phone you dialed is turned off, please call again later..."
Listening to the mechanical female voice on the phone, Ling Weifeng's face turned black.
She even had the urge to smash her phone.
You!
It doesn’t matter if you don’t send a message or call, even if you don’t even have a happy birthday, it’s still turned off now! ! !
Ling Weifeng grinned, she was angry, she didn't want to care about the man anymore.
Pulled over the quilt and covered his head, after sulking for a while.
I suddenly remembered the issue of jet lag. The United States is now in the middle of the night.
It is estimated that Prince Xi Gu was still asleep and did not turn off the machine on purpose.
After comforting myself for a while, the phone rang.
Ling Weifeng was overjoyed.
Busy bringing the phone over, are you finally willing to give her a call?