Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

When Leng Yiyao and Leng Weiran returned home, it was almost midnight. Except for the lights in the living room, the whole house was almost half dark.

When she opened the door and entered, she saw Leng Yimeng sitting on the sofa wearing a robe, but her head was already tilted to the side, obviously unable to hold her sleepy, and she passed away.

As soon as he heard the sound of pushing the door, Leng Yizheng was shocked, and he quickly sat upright, saw her coming in, followed by his father, and quickly greeted her.

"I saved porridge for you and my sister. Would you like to eat some?" Wen Ya Ya, delicate and delicate, almost like a feather in my heart, just this sound makes people feel very close.

"I'm not hungry, you can ask your sister." Leng Weiran always stopped eating after dinner. He has raised his eldest daughter for so many years, don't he know why she is waiting for them to come back? But just wanting to talk, asked Leng Yiyao what he did after leaving with the marshal.

He didn't ask in the car, and he was feeling bored. The eldest daughter wanted to ask, he naturally wouldn't stop.

Leng Yilai's eyes flashed, he immediately understood his father's meaning, turned around, and walked naturally in front of Leng Yiyao, "Yaoyao, I made the purple rice porridge stewed in the kitchen. You are young, and eating this is the best for your stomach."

After all, we must hire a butler.

Leng Yiyao looked at the time, but was too lazy to show off with her, "No, I can't digest it after eating, I'll go to bed first." The injured person needs rest most. Where does she waste Pacific time and her?

Regardless of the sudden glance behind him, he went straight up the stairs and returned to the room by himself.

Leng Yizheng stared at her back in a daze, his palms were flushed, and he turned his head to see that his father, who had always been partial to him, had no accident. The expression was like seeing a toddler playing in the mud, his face was full of disapproval.

It can be clearly not the case!

She squeezed the back of her hand hard. In the past, how did Leng Yiyao dare to be so rebellious in front of her father? Even if you are pretending, you must pretend to be sisters! But now? It seemed like a waste of time to even talk to her. The father is even taking it for granted?

It must be something!

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

Leng Yipin lowered his eyes in resentment, suffering incomparably in his heart, like countless claws scratching her heart.

Such an unattainable person, such a beautiful person, why is Leng Yiyao taken away!

Obviously he saw her first!

"It's getting late, don't you go back to your room to rest?" Leng Wei Ran gave her a cold glance and walked past her. But the brow frowned unknowingly. Before, I only thought that the eldest daughter had a unique temperament and had a good sense of communication in the circle. But today, why do you feel that it is not high-end?

His eyes slowly swept toward the little daughter's room.

In the past, this little girl was shrouded by her sister like a shadow, not surprising. But tonight, the two are compared, but the eldest daughter is a bit unsightly...

Leng Weiran shook his head. Thinking of what Leng Yiyao said in the car, he didn't feel a little pain in his brain. If he guessed correctly, there will be noisy at home early tomorrow morning...

Leng Yizheng watched his father walk over indifferently, too lazy to care about her, suddenly, a coldness flashed in his eyes!

The "missing girl" who was only sixteen years old and "lost" so many geniuses to go home, would she take this incident so lightly outside of her?

Oh, so naive!

She is not in a hurry, it will be long, and they will wait and see!