"Get out!" Ling Yahe yelled, "I never forgot how your mother climbed into my father's bed. Man, you'd better give me peace of mind, otherwise I don't even know how I got you out of the Ling family!"

Ling Yaming looked at Ling Yahe's bruised face and couldn't believe it.

Ling Yahe has always been carefree and unrestrained. Although she is the illegitimate daughter of the Ling family, since Father Ling let her recognize her ancestors, Ling Yahe has never deliberately made her feel sorry for her, and Ling Yahe has always liked to protect her weaknesses. Although she has always been ruthless to her at home, she is pretty good to her outside, which gave her the capital to show off at Mingham College.

But today, Ling Yahe yelled at her so loudly because of Su Mang, and even turned against her.

She was stunned for a while, then looked at him suspiciously, "Ling Yahe, do you like her too? She is a bitch who can do her best, aren't you afraid of getting your hands dirty?"

Ling Yahe didn't use Ling Yahe this time, so Su Mang jumped over from the desk, kicked Ling Yaming to the ground, kicked Ling Yaming hard a few times, still not relieved, grabbed Ling Yaming's collar and dragged her out of bed. He pulled her up on the ground, slapped her several times before throwing her back on the ground, looked at her contemptuously, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and threw the tissue on her face, "You idiot, what a shame! Dirty my hands!"

Ling Yaming supported the ground with his hands, and it took a lot of effort to get up tremblingly from the ground, shaking his lips, staring at Su Mang with hatred.

"Go away?" Ling Yahe frowned in disgust.

Ling Yaming glanced over the faces of the three of them one by one, cried "Wow", covered his face and ran out.

"Why did you let her roll so fast?" Su Mang squinted at Ling Yahe complainingly, bent over to pick up the notes on the ground, "I haven't asked her to pick up the notebook for me yet.

Ling Yahe looked at her very speechlessly.

Su Mang wrinkled her nose, turned the table and sat back on her seat, raised her eyebrows arrogantly, "Ling Yahe, you have to remember that you owe me a favor today, if she is not your sister, I will cut her tongue off. "

"It's just you?" Ling Yahe glanced at her sideways, "You cut it, and I didn't stop you."

"you……"

"Stop messing around," Mingche smiled, planning to play with the two of them, and took out a gold-plated invitation card from the desk and handed it to Su Mang, "The day after tomorrow is the [-]th anniversary of my parents' marriage, and my father wants to give my mother It’s a surprise, we are planning to hold a grand dance party, and we invite all the close relatives and friends of our Ming family to participate, this is for you and fifth brother, remember to arrive on time.”

"Definitely!" Su Mang took the invitation with a smile on her face.

Hearing Mingche tell the story of his parents, she has always admired Mingche's parents, and she has a sense of admiration for the couple who can always love each other and raise eyebrows. She likes that feeling and envies such people , so she will definitely go to Mingche's parents' wedding anniversary in the best condition.

Holding that invitation in her hand, the unhappiness that Ling Yaming had caused her quickly dissipated, and she was still happy when she got home, as if she was holding some priceless treasure in her hand.

"What makes you like this?" Jiang Liuyun saw Su Mang holding the invitation card in his hand after returning home, looking over and over, his face was full of joy, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of smiles.

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