When Leng Yiyao and Leng Weiran went home, it was nearly midnight. The whole house was almost half dark except for the light in the living room.

When she pushed the door in, she saw Leng sitting on the sofa with a robe on, but her head was tilted to one side. She could not bear the sleepiness and went to sleep.

As soon as he heard the sound of pushing the door, he was startled at once. The whole person quickly sat down and saw her come in, followed by her father, and quickly met her.

"I left porridge for you and your sister. Would you like some?" Warm and elegant, delicate and weak, just like a feather in my heart, just this sound makes people feel incomparably fit.

"I'm not hungry. Ask your sister." Leng Wei Ran has always been after dinner, no longer eating. He has raised his eldest daughter for so many years, but don't you know her meaning of waiting for them to come back? But just want to set a routine, will Leng Yiyao with the marshal left after what exactly asked to understand.

He didn't ask in the car. He was very depressed. If the eldest daughter wanted to ask, he would not stop him.

Leng Yishan's eyes flashed. He immediately understood his father's meaning. He turned around and walked naturally to Leng Yiyao. "Yao Yao, I let the purple rice porridge stewed in the kitchen. You are young, and you can eat this to nourish your stomach."

After that, the Housekeeper will be called.

Leng Yiyao looked at the time and was really too lazy to show off with her, "no, I'll go to bed first after eating." Injured people need rest most. Where does she get the Pacific time and she wastes it?

Also regardless of the eyes behind that suddenly a Leng, directly along the escalator, self upstairs back to the room.

Leng Yizhen just looked at her back like this, her hands were red, and she turned her head, but she saw that her father, who had never been partial to her, had no accident. The expression, as if to see a toddler playing with mud like, full of disapproval.

Can be clearly not like this!

She squeezed the back of her hand hard. Once upon a time, how dare Leng Yiyao dare to be so rebellious in front of her father? Even if it is to pretend, but also to pretend to be sisters! But now? Even talking to her felt like a waste of time. My father should still have a face of course?

Something must have happened!

After she and the marshal left, something must have happened!

Cold also indignantly down the eyes, heart incomparable suffering, like countless claws in her heart.

Why did Leng Yiyao, who was so unattainable and beautiful, take away Leng Yiyao!

It's clear that he saw her first!

"It's late. Don't you go back to your room to rest?" Leng Wei Ran glanced at her coldly and walked by her side. But her brows were frowning unconsciously. In the past, I only thought that the eldest daughter had a unique temperament and was quite skillful in social intercourse. But today, why don't you feel up to grade?

His eyes slowly swept towards his little daughter's room.

In the past, the little girl was shrouded by her sister like a shadow. But tonight, compared with each other, the eldest daughter is a bit out of sight

Leng Wei Ran shook his head and thought of what Leng Yiyao said in the car. He didn't feel a little pain in his brain. If he guesses correctly, there will be a riot in the early morning of tomorrow.

Cold also can't help but look at the father's face indifferently to walk past, the pressure is not willing to take care of her, suddenly, the bottom of the eye flashed a cold fierce!

She is only 16 years old and has been "lost" outside. So many "Miss girls" who have just returned home can be so lightly described that they can take it over?

Oh, how naive!

She's not in a hurry. There's a long way to go. They'll see!

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