C8 Will She Cry?

Tao Jingshan gritted his teeth in hatred, "Stupid girl! It was getting more and more outrageous! Oh, Yuze, don't be offended. I have spoilt this girl! "

Leng Yuze lowered his eyes and smiled, "Uncle Jing, Wanying is now my little sister. In the future, I will also spoil her like usual."

"Good child, good child..." Tao Jingshan was immediately moved to tears.

Upstairs, when John saw this scene, he kept shaking his head, "Tsk, tsk, this guy is really strong!"

Old Master Tao was famous for being crafty. This Leng Yuze was able to coax him around, he was definitely not a simple person!

Wanying sneered. "Just one act!"

As she packed her things, she turned around and said to John, "Help me book a plane ticket. I'll be leaving tonight!"

John frowned, "Can you do it alone?"

Wanying curled her lips and said nonchalantly, "I've been like this since I was young. What's wrong with that?"

John blinked and suddenly threw himself at her, "Silly girl, what are you talking about? Didn't you always have me? "

Wanying pushed his face away with her hands and said disdainfully, "Scram! Disgusting!"

"I won't!" John pestered her like he was a kid.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Leng Yuze held the gift in his hand and looked at the two of them with a cold gaze.

John stood up in embarrassment. Wanying stood up and said expressionlessly, "You've disturbed us."

He withdrew his cold gaze, "Then, please remember to close the door next time!"

At this time, Fenng Xue's sharp voice came from the next room, "That is a gift I chose specially for Yuze! It took her seven streets to buy it. Why did you give it to her? "

"Shh ~ Xue'er, lower your voice, Wanying will hear you …" Can I buy another copy for Yuze? "

"Jingshan, how did you discipline your daughter?" "He has no upbringing at all!"

"Aiya, Xue'er, it's not like you don't know, Wanying's mother left early, I'm the only one who brought her …"

"Hmph, so there's actually a mother who doesn't teach!"

Her voice was very loud, and every word was clearly heard by Wanying.

Leng Yuze frowned.

Suddenly, John exclaimed, "Wanying! "No!"

Leng Yuze looked back and saw Wanying furiously grabbing onto a vase with the intention to rush out. John hugged her tightly and said, "Are you still in the mood to go and cause trouble?"

Wanying gritted her teeth, "Let go! I just want to show her what 'there's no mother to teach' means! "

"Wanying!" Calm down! "

Leng Yuze walked in, took the vase from her hand and put it on the table. He turned around and stared at her, "When others look down on you, do you have to be so impulsive to confirm what they said?"

"Leng Yuze, stop pretending to be a good person!" Wanying broke free from John's embrace and pointed angrily at the room next door. "That's your mother! Of course you have to speak to her! But it doesn't matter, I don't care! Because, in my eyes, you are nothing! "

She slammed the door and ran out.

At the instant he turned around, he seemed to see a tear flowing from the corner of her eye …

Leng Yuze's heart trembled. She... Would he cry?

Wanying rushed down the stairs and saw a man standing in the living room with his back to her.

He was at least 1.85m tall, leaning lazily against the French window. His tight black pants were wrapped around his long and sturdy legs, and he wore a similar colored body tempering coat. His clothes looked ordinary, and it seemed as if he had the aura of a ruffian from the marketplace. However, one couldn't ignore the fact that he exuded an innate, noble aura that no one could casually imitate.

Hearing the commotion, the man slowly turned his head. He had a devilish face, especially those pair of eyes. They were abnormally deep and unfathomable. Inadvertently, they revealed a few sharp strands that were enchanting and fatal.

His lips curled up into a smile, and his eyes glittered as he looked at her with a smile that was not a smile.

"Miss Tao?"

Wanying frowned. "Who are you?"

"Xuan?" Leng Yuze followed Wanying downstairs, a rare sincere smile appearing on his face as he introduced her with a gentle manner, "He is my mother's cousin Fenng Luoxuan. According to seniority, I should call him little uncle, but in terms of age, he is younger than me by two years."

As he spoke, he walked over to welcome them.

Upon hearing that it was the relative of Fenng Xue's woman, Wanying's face immediately darkened.

John took the opportunity to pull her to the side and whispered, "Wanying, now is not the time to compete with that woman! "Since we've decided to leave, we should make appropriate arrangements!"