When Leng Yiyao and Leng Weiran returned home, it was almost midnight. Except for the light in the living room, which was still on, the entire house was almost half dark.
When she pushed the door open, she saw Leng Yiyi sitting on the sofa wearing a robe, but his head was tilted to one side. Apparently he couldn't hold back his sleepiness and fell asleep.
As soon as he heard the door open, Leng Yiyan was immediately startled. He quickly sat upright and saw her coming in, followed by his father, and quickly greeted her.
"I left some porridge for you and your sister, do you want some?" She was gentle and elegant, delicate and frail, just like a feather in her heart. Just this voice made people feel extremely fitting.
"I'm not hungry, ask your sister." Leng Weiran always stopped eating after dinner. He has raised his eldest daughter for so many years, doesn't he still know what she means by waiting for them to come back? I just wanted to make some excuses and find out what Leng Yiyao did after he left with the marshal.
He didn't ask in the car because he was feeling depressed. If his eldest daughter wanted to ask, he wouldn't stop her.
Leng Yiyan's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood what his father meant. He turned around and walked naturally to Leng Yiyao, "Yaoyao, I asked the kitchen to stew the purple rice porridge. You are young, so eating this is the best for your stomach."
Having said that, it was time to recruit the butler.
Leng Yiyao looked at the time and was too lazy to show off to her, "No, I can't digest after eating, so I'll go to bed first." The injured person needs rest the most, so where did she get the Pacific time to waste with her
Ignoring the stunned look behind him, he just followed the escalator and went upstairs to his room.
Leng Yiyan just stared at her back blankly, her palms clenched red, and when she turned her head, she saw that her father, who had always favored her, was not surprised at all. The expression was as if he saw a toddler playing in the mud, with disapproval on his face.
It’s clear that this is not the case!
She squeezed the back of her hand hard. In the past, how could Leng Yiyao dare to be so unruly in front of her father? Even if you are pretending, you must pretend to be sisters! But now? Even talking to her felt like a waste of time. My father actually looked like he was taking it for granted
Something must have happened!
Something must have happened after she and the marshal left!
Leng Yiyan lowered her eyes angrily, feeling extremely tormented inside, as if countless claws were scratching her heart.
Such an unattainable person, such an extremely handsome person, why was it Leng Yiyao who was taken away!
It was obvious that she was the first thing he saw!
"It's getting late, why don't you go back to your room and rest?" Leng Weiran glanced at her coldly and walked past her. His brows wrinkled unconsciously. Before, I only thought that my eldest daughter had a unique temperament and was quite skillful in socializing in the circle. But today, why doesn't she feel that she is not up to scratch
His eyes slowly swept toward his youngest daughter's room.
In the past, it wasn't that surprising that the little girl was like a shadow overshadowed by her older sister. But tonight, compared to each other, the eldest daughter is a bit underwhelming...
Leng Weiran shook his head, thinking about what Leng Yiyao said in the car, he felt a little pain in his head. If he guessed correctly, there will be a lot of commotion at home early tomorrow morning...
Leng Yiyi watched his father walk over with an indifferent expression, not bothering to care about her at all. Suddenly, a cold look flashed in his eyes!
A "lost girl" who is only sixteen years old and has been "lost" for so many times before returning home. How could she take this matter so lightly
Oh, so naive!
She's not in a hurry, there's a long way to go, they'll see!